Rough Landing, Holly., chapter 3
'Tis my second day on the show poorly named Australian Idol.
Let's re-count shall we?
First I was forced to participate.
Second I meet a hot guy whom I have feelings for.
Third my second allocated room turns out to be a shithouse pile of FUCKING SHIT!
And so far I'm sharing the room with the guy I have feelings for. Yay for me!
"Morreh, breakfast," Billie says.
"I'm not hungry," I reply tiredly.
"You had barely anything at dinner," he said.
"Yeah, and I'm not hungry," I reply again, starting to get irritated. I'm sitting on his bed playing with the hem of Billie's loose red shirt.
"You're in my clothes and room, please eat something!" he begs.
"I don't feel like eating," I protest.
"I'll bring you food as long as you eat," he bargains.
I pretend to ponder for the moment, then nod sheepishly.
"Alight, thanks for eating," he says.
"I'm fat, I could stand to loose a few kilos!" I yell as he walks out the door.
I could hear Billie sigh as he walked outside, yeah I was hard to cope with, but he was the one who invited me in.
About twenty or so minutes later Billie was back with two trays of food, the bigger one was for him, or so I suspected until he put it down in front of me.
"Eat," he simply said.
"Didn't you hear what I said before?" I whined.
"You are not fat!" he said.
"Yah hah," I replied.
"Nah uh!" he said back.
This went on for a while until he stopped it by shoving an apple in my mouth.
"CRACK WHORE!" I yelled, pegging the apple at him.
"That's not very nice," he said childishly.
"Well neither is you shoving a fucking apple in my mouth!" I snapped.
He had an evil look on his face, then he chased me around the room.
I was jumping off and onto the bed until he pinned me down.
His head was centimetres from my face until we heard someone clear their throat.
Billie's head shot back and gave me a clear view of the man I've grown to hate over a period of two days, fuck face, the judge.
"Hello," he said cheerfully.
I grunted in reply. You'd be pissed too if you were about to kiss the guy you like, and you were interrupted by a fuck face as well!
"Why didn't you attend breakfast?" he said.
"Because I rock," I answered boldly.
His jaw tightened.
"I would like a proper answer, miss," he said.
"Because I didn't want to eat because I'm fat enough already, and because I didn't want to face a certain fuck face judge!!" I half screamed.
"First off, you are not fat. Second off, keep up that attitude, and you're out!" he threatened.
"Oh goody!" I said sarcastically.
"What you need is to learn some respect!" he spat.
"You need to learn how to stop annoying the piss out of everyone!" I shot back.
"Whatever. The start of the show is in an hour, get ready you two," he said and walked off.
"Well that's great. I think I'm gonna have a panic attack."
"Welcome to Australian Idol. I'm Dicko, this is Marcia and Mark," the fuck face known as Dicko (Appropriate name, eh?) said.
"Right now we have a total of 200 contestants, you wont be able to decide on who goes and who stays yet, but you will soon enough."
The camera moved past us each after about a minute of looking at each of us.
Billie and me stood out the most, he had some ripped grey leans and a blue shirt, I had his black pants and my Blink-182 shirt on. Why we were sharing clothes, I don't know...they smell like him...!
After the show was over, me and Billie walked back to his room to relax for the rest of the day.
"What ya wanna do?" he asked.
"Dunno. You tell me," I said absentmindedly.
"Screw me," he said, smirking.
I blushed and muttered yes.
"Really?" he asked.
"S-sarcasm," I stuttered pathetically.
"Oh I'm sure," he said cockily.
I rolled my eyes and turned on the TV, hoping to change the topic of conversation this way.
"Not happening," he said as he snatched the remote, and turned off the TV.
"Awe, why?" I whined.
"Because we need to talk," he replied.
"No, we don't need to talk," I said.
"Yes we do," he said.
"You don't want to piss me off, trust me," I said, trying to calm down.
"Okay, just cool off and we'll talk later." As he was saying this, I was already out the door with "Burn it down" By Avenged Sevenfold blaring in my ears.
I was walking along the beach, yes there was a beach next to the hotel, I just forgot to mention it, I'm awesome like that.
As I was walking along the water line, I began to sing.
Jealousy's an ugly word, but you don't seem to care
Converse behind my back, but now I'm here
Need no one to comply with me though everyone that I defeat
Don't need you, fuck camaraderie, this rage will never go away
Hatred fuels my blood, I'll burn ya down you can't help me
One king to watch the horsemen fall, I'll fight 'til the end I won't help you
I can't trust anyone, see it in my eyes
Now I can understand, it's sorrow that feeds your lies
You're on my back when the water gets too deep for you to breath
A crutch for you that won't always be there
Hide in the dark another day, the fear in you is here to stay
So get the fuck away from me, and learn to trust the words I say.
Hatred fuels my blood, I'll burn ya down you can't help me
One king to watch the horsemen fall, I'll fight 'til the end I won't help you
I can't trust anyone, witness and see it in my eyes
Now I can understand, put faith in you for the last time
It's sorrow that feeds your lies
Run from me before I tear you down be afraid
You chose the wrong side it feels so right
I won't help you, let you rot away
Run towards the light exposing your soul we won't be there by your side
Salvation's dying somebody's crying
We're all gone in the end, sweet child we'll miss you
No, so far away
I can't trust anyone, witness and see it in my eyes
Now I can understand, put faith in you for the last time
It's sorrow that feeds your lies
Falling away, can't turn back time
Burn it down anyway!
Its good song, I got it sent to me by a good friend of mine via AIM instant message. (Guess who!).
Billie was looking at me from the hotel window, I just hung my head down sorta in shame for getting mad at him. I do need to calm down, but he needs to know not to force me.
I saw him disappear, and then I walked on to the rock pools.
I began to hum the tune "Rock show" by Blink 182, it was my favourite Blink song, it had a sweetness to it I guess.
"I fell in love, but not at the rock show," I heard someone say.
"She's so fucking cool, but there's no sneakin' through her window this time," I turned around, there was Billie.
"Fuck face," I mumbled.
"You love it," he cooed.
"Stop using my fucking sayings," I laughed.
"But you do."
"..."
Let's re-count shall we?
First I was forced to participate.
Second I meet a hot guy whom I have feelings for.
Third my second allocated room turns out to be a shithouse pile of FUCKING SHIT!
And so far I'm sharing the room with the guy I have feelings for. Yay for me!
"Morreh, breakfast," Billie says.
"I'm not hungry," I reply tiredly.
"You had barely anything at dinner," he said.
"Yeah, and I'm not hungry," I reply again, starting to get irritated. I'm sitting on his bed playing with the hem of Billie's loose red shirt.
"You're in my clothes and room, please eat something!" he begs.
"I don't feel like eating," I protest.
"I'll bring you food as long as you eat," he bargains.
I pretend to ponder for the moment, then nod sheepishly.
"Alight, thanks for eating," he says.
"I'm fat, I could stand to loose a few kilos!" I yell as he walks out the door.
I could hear Billie sigh as he walked outside, yeah I was hard to cope with, but he was the one who invited me in.
About twenty or so minutes later Billie was back with two trays of food, the bigger one was for him, or so I suspected until he put it down in front of me.
"Eat," he simply said.
"Didn't you hear what I said before?" I whined.
"You are not fat!" he said.
"Yah hah," I replied.
"Nah uh!" he said back.
This went on for a while until he stopped it by shoving an apple in my mouth.
"CRACK WHORE!" I yelled, pegging the apple at him.
"That's not very nice," he said childishly.
"Well neither is you shoving a fucking apple in my mouth!" I snapped.
He had an evil look on his face, then he chased me around the room.
I was jumping off and onto the bed until he pinned me down.
His head was centimetres from my face until we heard someone clear their throat.
Billie's head shot back and gave me a clear view of the man I've grown to hate over a period of two days, fuck face, the judge.
"Hello," he said cheerfully.
I grunted in reply. You'd be pissed too if you were about to kiss the guy you like, and you were interrupted by a fuck face as well!
"Why didn't you attend breakfast?" he said.
"Because I rock," I answered boldly.
His jaw tightened.
"I would like a proper answer, miss," he said.
"Because I didn't want to eat because I'm fat enough already, and because I didn't want to face a certain fuck face judge!!" I half screamed.
"First off, you are not fat. Second off, keep up that attitude, and you're out!" he threatened.
"Oh goody!" I said sarcastically.
"What you need is to learn some respect!" he spat.
"You need to learn how to stop annoying the piss out of everyone!" I shot back.
"Whatever. The start of the show is in an hour, get ready you two," he said and walked off.
"Well that's great. I think I'm gonna have a panic attack."
"Welcome to Australian Idol. I'm Dicko, this is Marcia and Mark," the fuck face known as Dicko (Appropriate name, eh?) said.
"Right now we have a total of 200 contestants, you wont be able to decide on who goes and who stays yet, but you will soon enough."
The camera moved past us each after about a minute of looking at each of us.
Billie and me stood out the most, he had some ripped grey leans and a blue shirt, I had his black pants and my Blink-182 shirt on. Why we were sharing clothes, I don't know...they smell like him...!
After the show was over, me and Billie walked back to his room to relax for the rest of the day.
"What ya wanna do?" he asked.
"Dunno. You tell me," I said absentmindedly.
"Screw me," he said, smirking.
I blushed and muttered yes.
"Really?" he asked.
"S-sarcasm," I stuttered pathetically.
"Oh I'm sure," he said cockily.
I rolled my eyes and turned on the TV, hoping to change the topic of conversation this way.
"Not happening," he said as he snatched the remote, and turned off the TV.
"Awe, why?" I whined.
"Because we need to talk," he replied.
"No, we don't need to talk," I said.
"Yes we do," he said.
"You don't want to piss me off, trust me," I said, trying to calm down.
"Okay, just cool off and we'll talk later." As he was saying this, I was already out the door with "Burn it down" By Avenged Sevenfold blaring in my ears.
I was walking along the beach, yes there was a beach next to the hotel, I just forgot to mention it, I'm awesome like that.
As I was walking along the water line, I began to sing.
Jealousy's an ugly word, but you don't seem to care
Converse behind my back, but now I'm here
Need no one to comply with me though everyone that I defeat
Don't need you, fuck camaraderie, this rage will never go away
Hatred fuels my blood, I'll burn ya down you can't help me
One king to watch the horsemen fall, I'll fight 'til the end I won't help you
I can't trust anyone, see it in my eyes
Now I can understand, it's sorrow that feeds your lies
You're on my back when the water gets too deep for you to breath
A crutch for you that won't always be there
Hide in the dark another day, the fear in you is here to stay
So get the fuck away from me, and learn to trust the words I say.
Hatred fuels my blood, I'll burn ya down you can't help me
One king to watch the horsemen fall, I'll fight 'til the end I won't help you
I can't trust anyone, witness and see it in my eyes
Now I can understand, put faith in you for the last time
It's sorrow that feeds your lies
Run from me before I tear you down be afraid
You chose the wrong side it feels so right
I won't help you, let you rot away
Run towards the light exposing your soul we won't be there by your side
Salvation's dying somebody's crying
We're all gone in the end, sweet child we'll miss you
No, so far away
I can't trust anyone, witness and see it in my eyes
Now I can understand, put faith in you for the last time
It's sorrow that feeds your lies
Falling away, can't turn back time
Burn it down anyway!
Its good song, I got it sent to me by a good friend of mine via AIM instant message. (Guess who!).
Billie was looking at me from the hotel window, I just hung my head down sorta in shame for getting mad at him. I do need to calm down, but he needs to know not to force me.
I saw him disappear, and then I walked on to the rock pools.
I began to hum the tune "Rock show" by Blink 182, it was my favourite Blink song, it had a sweetness to it I guess.
"I fell in love, but not at the rock show," I heard someone say.
"She's so fucking cool, but there's no sneakin' through her window this time," I turned around, there was Billie.
"Fuck face," I mumbled.
"You love it," he cooed.
"Stop using my fucking sayings," I laughed.
"But you do."
"..."
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