A Drummer's Life | By : SallySkel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 1597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I am watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, and loving every minute of it!
Not much to say about this chapter, only that I will more than likely post the last two tonight also. Let me just say, the interview is NOT real, the dates are NOT real. And I just laughed my face off at HPatPoA. Short chapter...
Enjoy!
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She had no where to go. No one knew who she was. No one wanted to know who she was. She was nothing. She was the nameless Whatsername. Once again she roamed the streets, looking for a way to get home to Oklahoma City from her current Las Vegas. It had been a month and three quarters since she last saw him. She couldn’t believe it had been that long already. Alexis had hitchhiked most of the way there, but needed someplace to stay.
She opted for under a bridge. She stayed there that night, and caught an early driver going straight to Oklahoma City. It was her first amount of luck in a long time.
When the trip was over, about two months later she was standing in front of Darcy’s house, hesitant to what she might find. A friend? Someone who wouldn’t recognize her?
She knocked on the door and Darcy appeared, a phone attached to her side. She gasped, pulling her best friend inside.
“Where the fuck have you been? Tre fucking Cool has been calling me every minute asking if you were here yet! He says you left two months ago! WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?” She screamed, pushing her to the couch.
“I’ve been getting rides, trying to get here so I could get someone who loves me to help me.” She whispered, feeling her tears coming. Darcy covered her in a hug and held her tight, letting her cry into her shoulder. “You know it’s the day before Thanksgiving, right?” She said after an hour or so, trying to change the topic.
“No, I didn’t.” She said, smiling awkwardly. There was a lot she used to be thankful for. But no longer.
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Tre sighed, downing another shot of vodka. That’s what they did together that perfect night. He had fucked up after that night. Fucked up beyond all repair. The tour was over, they were over. Everything was over.
“This sucks.” He said loudly to his empty house. No one was there except him. They were due in the Fuse studio in about a week, Thanksgiving evening, for some interview. He didn’t want to go, but he had to. Billie would kill him if he didn’t.
He got cleaned up and ready to go to the interview, having seen Frankito and Ramona earlier that day, and freshly reminded of Lisea and Claudia. He missed Ally.
They got to the studio in time and were called out onstage to much cheering. He loved his fans, but one of the most important people in his life, or that were in his life, was an un-fan. God how he missed her…
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“Happy Thanksgiving, Alexis!” Her mother said. Alexis already knew by the way people were looking at her that her whole family and everyone else had read that article. She felt out of place. Not supposed to be there amidst the sparkling dinnerware or the fabulously white kitchen.
She was Whatsername in this household.
“Hey mom, Happy Thanksgiving to you too.” She said unenthusiastically. Her mother hugged her.
“I heard you got rid of that awful no-good punk. Good job, baby.” She said. Alexis nodded. “Why so sad?”
“I still love him.” She whispered. She ran off to her old room, hoping it was still intact. It was. She turned her TV on and scanned the channels for anything, hoping against hope something would calm her. She wanted him back, and compunction for what she did with leaving him, but once she turned the TV to Fuse, her regrets were useless in her mind.
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And as a last note, I love David Cook from American Idol!
XD
Sally//Skel
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