Drums Are Hot, chapter 9

Ian's Point of View

"Kyle...maybe we should quit the band. I mean, it doesn't look like we're going anywhere, and I'm struggling to pay my rent," Ian said.
"That's where you're wrong, my man. We are moving to fucking Florida, dude!"
"Oh? And how are we going to get money for that?" Ian asked.
"Eva said it'll be like a tour...except cheaper, and we don't exactly know where we're going. The girls sold the house and their cars and bought an awesome bus!"

"Well then...LET'S START PACKING!" Ian exclaimed.


Rory's Point of View

"You sure you want to do this? Eva, the guy obviously likes you."
"Nothing he can do or say will make me stay here. Besides, this is important for the band, too."
"What are you and Tre fighting about again?" Rory asked.
"I'm not so sure anymore...but it's serious! Everything happened fast anyway."
"I thought it was cute," Peyton walked, in stating her opinion. Eva looked puzzled.

"I hate fighting with you. We okay now?" Peyton said looking apologetic.
The biggest grin spread across Eva's face, which now looked extremely autistic.

Plans had to be made. The following month was going to be huge!


The following day, Eva dyed her hair back to her natural colour and dressed herself. She wore black jeans, Converse, and a white blouse with a green and blue vest over the top.
She finished putting together her belongings, while Rory called her parents to let them know what was going on in her life.

Meanwhile, Peyton was at a cafe in town with Mike Dirnt discussing certain things.

"Your what?" he asked shocked.
"We're leaving," she repeated.
"Why?!?!" Mike yelled. He was obviously upset. He and Peyton had become close over the past few months.
"It's better this way."

"For who!? For me? No! Not for me. For Tre? My God! I hope you're not thinking that it will be better for Tre! He hasn't spoken to anyone or shaved in two fucking days! I'm guessing this was all Eva's plan. It's also her fault one of my best friends is at home right now and not at band practice talking and fooling around with his mates!"

"Do not blame this on her! And you know what? Maybe this is better for Tre. He'll realize girls come and go. Actually I'm surprised he didn't fuck her and leave!" Peyton stood up, feeling nothing but anger pumping through her veins.
"This conversation is over. Good-bye, Mike," Peyton finished whilst walking out the door.

*knock knock*

"I'll get it!" Eva ran downstairs to answer the door.
On the doorstep stood Tre, looking dirty, unshaven, and tired.
"Go home Tre," Eva said, looking un-impressed.

"Please. Just hear me out." Surprisingly he was not drunk at all.
"Like I said earlier to Rory today, there's nothing you can do or say that will make me stay here. Okay?"
"Will you marry me?"

*Silence*
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