Here We Go Again! (Sequel To My Next Door Neighbour's A Rockstar...No, Really!), chapter 2
Billie's Point of View
I don't know why they always made fun of me. 'Cause I knew for a fact that Frank had arachnaphobia, so why the hell was he rolling about the ground, laughing at the fact Tre named one Paul?
Whatever...
So Mike threw it out the window, and we all went and sat down again. I sat beside Adie. I didn't know if she wanted me to or not, but there was nowhere else to sit.
Tasha and Gee kept looking at me...I didn't like it. I knew fine what they were thinking, but I pretended not to notice.
The movie ended soon enough, and we all just sat there for a few minutes.
"Well...this is...fun," Ray muttered. Mike glared at him and poked him. Ray poked him back. Frankie laughed and jumped on top of Ray. Ray screamed and punched him but hit Bob instead, and Bob turned around and kicked Tre by mistake, who got up and screamed, "Lady Elizabeth!"
The fighting stopped and we all turned to stare at Tre.
"What?" he said innocently.
"Uh, who the fuck is 'Lady Elizabeth'?" Mikey said.
"Jeez, you guys are dumb," Tre said. "It's a game."
We all sat down again.
"What kind of game?" Ray asked.
"Well, it's kinda like hide-and-go-seek, only-"
He was interrupted with all of us groaning simulltaneously.
"Tre, do you know how fucking old we are?" I said.
"Well, you, Billie-boy, are nearing fifty, but the rest of us--OW!"
He picked up the pillow I had just thrown at him and glared at me.
"This. Is. War," he seethed. I stood up.
"Okay. I get Mike and Ray," I said.
"I get Gee and Mikey," Tre said. We glanced at Frank and Bob.
"I WANT BOB!" we screeched together.
"I saw him first!"
"No, you didn't!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!
"I have a picture of him in my wallet!"
We stared at Tre for the second time.
"You have a...picture...of...ME...in your...wallet?" Bob said, grinning.
"I need something to scared the burgalers away," Tre shrugged. Bob narrowed his eyes.
"I'm on Billie's team," he said.
"Yes!" I punched the air.
"NOOO! I get stuck with Frankie!" Tre groaned. Frank raised his eyebrows.
"And what is wrong with me?" he said defensivley.
"Absolutley nothing. Except you're a midget and can't fight for shit," I said.
Frank scowled. "I am not a midget," he said.
"Uh, yeah, you are," Tasha said, standing up. Frankie shoved her back down, and she squeeled. She tried to get back up, and he did it again. Gerard grinned and shoved Frank on top of Tasha.
Frank smiled and kissed her, and Gerard pretended to gag.
"Jeez, get a room!" he yelled. Frank ignored him and continued kissing Tasha. The rest of us kinda just stood around and...uh, watched.
Frank's Point of View
I could feel everyone's eyes on us. I pulled away from Tash and looked at them.
"Perves!" I said loudly.
"Midget!" Tre said, louder.
I shrugged and curled up on Tasha's lap.
"Well, I better be heading off now," Adie said.
"Oh, no, stay," Tasha said.
"No, I gotta go anyway, Liam's looking after the kids, and he has a meeting tonight."
"Liam?" I asked.
"Yeah...my friend," Adie blushed.
"Uh huh....well, see you later then," Tasha said.
Adie smiled and got up. "See you later," she said.
"Bye," we chorused.
She walked out, and I heard the door slam. No one said a word.
"I have to go," Billie said quickly and ran out.
Tasha sighed.
"What is she doing? She wants Billie," she said.
"Who, Adie?" Tre asked.
"No, the Easter Bunny."
"But it's only Febru-"
"YES, TRE! ADIE!" Tasha yelled.
And then there was a silence again.
* * *
Tasha's Point of View
A few hours later, everyone had gone home excpet Gerard. He was moaning about how Scotland gave him allargies, and how he was allergic to bad weather.
"Gee, New Jersey wasn't always sunny," Frankie said.
"Yeah, but it wasn't always rainy either," Gerard moaned.
I rolled my eyes.
"Move back to New Jersey then," I said.
He pouted. "Wouldn't you miss me?" he asked.
"Uh....no," Frank grinned. Gerard narrowed his eyes.
"I would, Gee, I'd miss you," I said.
"I bet you would," Frankie muttered.
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"Nothing," he said.
No one spoke for a minute or two. I heard rain starting to patter against the window.
The TV went off.
"Oh, great," I said. "A fucking power cu-"
Just then, the lights went off with a loud BANG. Something grabbed me and burried itself in my neck.
"ARRRGGHHH! IT'S GOT ME! FRANKIE! HELP!" I screamed. The thing was shaking, the thing was huge, the thing was-
Gerard.
"Get off me, you great lump!" I yelled. I heard him giggle, and he got off of me. I stared around. I couldn't see a thing.
"Babe, do we have any candles?" I heard Frank say from the other side of the room.
"I don't know, sugarplum," Gerard said. I felt my way over to him and kicked him. Hard.
Half an hour later, we were sitting in the pitch black still, sighing and waiting for the storm to end. Gerard kept pinching Frank and saying it was me, then bursting into random fits of giggles.
A while later, the power was still out. None of us had spoken for ages. I felt Frankie's head on my shoulder, and he sighed.
"Tasha?" he murmered.
"Yeah?"
Silence.....
"Let's move to New Jersey."
I don't know why they always made fun of me. 'Cause I knew for a fact that Frank had arachnaphobia, so why the hell was he rolling about the ground, laughing at the fact Tre named one Paul?
Whatever...
So Mike threw it out the window, and we all went and sat down again. I sat beside Adie. I didn't know if she wanted me to or not, but there was nowhere else to sit.
Tasha and Gee kept looking at me...I didn't like it. I knew fine what they were thinking, but I pretended not to notice.
The movie ended soon enough, and we all just sat there for a few minutes.
"Well...this is...fun," Ray muttered. Mike glared at him and poked him. Ray poked him back. Frankie laughed and jumped on top of Ray. Ray screamed and punched him but hit Bob instead, and Bob turned around and kicked Tre by mistake, who got up and screamed, "Lady Elizabeth!"
The fighting stopped and we all turned to stare at Tre.
"What?" he said innocently.
"Uh, who the fuck is 'Lady Elizabeth'?" Mikey said.
"Jeez, you guys are dumb," Tre said. "It's a game."
We all sat down again.
"What kind of game?" Ray asked.
"Well, it's kinda like hide-and-go-seek, only-"
He was interrupted with all of us groaning simulltaneously.
"Tre, do you know how fucking old we are?" I said.
"Well, you, Billie-boy, are nearing fifty, but the rest of us--OW!"
He picked up the pillow I had just thrown at him and glared at me.
"This. Is. War," he seethed. I stood up.
"Okay. I get Mike and Ray," I said.
"I get Gee and Mikey," Tre said. We glanced at Frank and Bob.
"I WANT BOB!" we screeched together.
"I saw him first!"
"No, you didn't!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!
"I have a picture of him in my wallet!"
We stared at Tre for the second time.
"You have a...picture...of...ME...in your...wallet?" Bob said, grinning.
"I need something to scared the burgalers away," Tre shrugged. Bob narrowed his eyes.
"I'm on Billie's team," he said.
"Yes!" I punched the air.
"NOOO! I get stuck with Frankie!" Tre groaned. Frank raised his eyebrows.
"And what is wrong with me?" he said defensivley.
"Absolutley nothing. Except you're a midget and can't fight for shit," I said.
Frank scowled. "I am not a midget," he said.
"Uh, yeah, you are," Tasha said, standing up. Frankie shoved her back down, and she squeeled. She tried to get back up, and he did it again. Gerard grinned and shoved Frank on top of Tasha.
Frank smiled and kissed her, and Gerard pretended to gag.
"Jeez, get a room!" he yelled. Frank ignored him and continued kissing Tasha. The rest of us kinda just stood around and...uh, watched.
Frank's Point of View
I could feel everyone's eyes on us. I pulled away from Tash and looked at them.
"Perves!" I said loudly.
"Midget!" Tre said, louder.
I shrugged and curled up on Tasha's lap.
"Well, I better be heading off now," Adie said.
"Oh, no, stay," Tasha said.
"No, I gotta go anyway, Liam's looking after the kids, and he has a meeting tonight."
"Liam?" I asked.
"Yeah...my friend," Adie blushed.
"Uh huh....well, see you later then," Tasha said.
Adie smiled and got up. "See you later," she said.
"Bye," we chorused.
She walked out, and I heard the door slam. No one said a word.
"I have to go," Billie said quickly and ran out.
Tasha sighed.
"What is she doing? She wants Billie," she said.
"Who, Adie?" Tre asked.
"No, the Easter Bunny."
"But it's only Febru-"
"YES, TRE! ADIE!" Tasha yelled.
And then there was a silence again.
* * *
Tasha's Point of View
A few hours later, everyone had gone home excpet Gerard. He was moaning about how Scotland gave him allargies, and how he was allergic to bad weather.
"Gee, New Jersey wasn't always sunny," Frankie said.
"Yeah, but it wasn't always rainy either," Gerard moaned.
I rolled my eyes.
"Move back to New Jersey then," I said.
He pouted. "Wouldn't you miss me?" he asked.
"Uh....no," Frank grinned. Gerard narrowed his eyes.
"I would, Gee, I'd miss you," I said.
"I bet you would," Frankie muttered.
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"Nothing," he said.
No one spoke for a minute or two. I heard rain starting to patter against the window.
The TV went off.
"Oh, great," I said. "A fucking power cu-"
Just then, the lights went off with a loud BANG. Something grabbed me and burried itself in my neck.
"ARRRGGHHH! IT'S GOT ME! FRANKIE! HELP!" I screamed. The thing was shaking, the thing was huge, the thing was-
Gerard.
"Get off me, you great lump!" I yelled. I heard him giggle, and he got off of me. I stared around. I couldn't see a thing.
"Babe, do we have any candles?" I heard Frank say from the other side of the room.
"I don't know, sugarplum," Gerard said. I felt my way over to him and kicked him. Hard.
Half an hour later, we were sitting in the pitch black still, sighing and waiting for the storm to end. Gerard kept pinching Frank and saying it was me, then bursting into random fits of giggles.
A while later, the power was still out. None of us had spoken for ages. I felt Frankie's head on my shoulder, and he sighed.
"Tasha?" he murmered.
"Yeah?"
Silence.....
"Let's move to New Jersey."
