I Am a Lucky B****

SSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for not updating as fast as I promised, but my "sweet and wonderful parental units" decided that I should get grounded....from the comp. How cruel is that?!?!?! Any who, somehow I survived...somehow....RIGHT! To the point!! (that sounded perverted...oh well) Good news is that even though I was grounded from the comp. I was still able to write my story, I mean what else can I do in school?
Hope u guys enjoy this chapter!!!

P. S: If anyone is curious as to why I got grounded...well apparently my parents didn't like the fact that my teacher called them to complain about me...god what a whore...

I GOT THE JOB?!?!?!?!


After a good min. or two the room quieted down to just chuckles here and there.

"So, what made you get that tat.? Especially on your bum?", asked Orlando with a twinkle in his eyes.
With a sigh you answer,"Well...have you noticed how couples tattoo each others name on there body? Well, have you also noticed that they almost always break up not to long after getting the tat.?"

With a nod Orlando told you to go on.

"Well one day I came up with a brilliant idea...instead of tattooing someone's name on my body, why not just tattoo ''your name'' that way ,I technically have anyone's name!!!" you finished with a proud nod at your cleverness.

"But...that still doesn't explain WHY on your bum" continued Orlando with a very confused look.

Rolling your eyes you protest,"Do I seriously have to spell it out for ya?"

Bewildered Orlando was about to respond but was cut off by some one.

"You decided that you might as well get a laugh out off it...ingenious really"

Turning around you find the owner of that deep slightly raspy voice you have fantasized about many a night...giving you a smirk wile he was leaning on the chair comfortably looking at you

'Holy shit he looks hot right now...fuck! When doesn't he look hot?!?!?!', you were startled out of your mental argument by Orlando laughing.

Turning around you looked at him with a *are you retarded look* and asked,"Why in the name of Pastulio are you laughing?"

Well that made him stop...somewhat,"No its just that-ha ha- that-hahahaha...ok, ok, *takes breath*, I just got the joke-and who is Pastulio ?"

Jaw dropped and eyes slightly bugging out you start backing away,"Your starting to scare me...JOHNNY HELP!!!!!!!" you yelled running around the table to Johnny and sitting on his lap hugging him.

Every one on the table looked dumbfounded at your actions, and couldn't believe their eyes. They all turned to see Johnny's reaction and were even more shocked at what happened next.

Frowning, Johnny hugged you back and massaged your back saying,"There there...I know he can be scary at times, both physically and stupidity wise, but one mustn't fear the unknown ." Then he looked up at Orlando and said,"Look what you've done, you've scared this angel with your idiocity!"

With a small pout Orlando answered,"I'm sorry....maybe I can make it up?"

Walking towards you and Johnny, Orlando went and crouched besides Johnny and asked you wile petting your head,"Sorry for scaring you angel...if you want Orli can make it better"

With a sniff you nodded your head.

"You still want the job? Well you have it.Go home and pack your belongings, and get plenty of sleep we're leaving tomorrow at 5 am on a plain to Russia"

You immediately picked up your head,"I GOT THE JOB?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?"

With a smile Orlando said,"Yup, your perfect for the part here read the scrip and start memorizing your characters lines....oh yeah, your characters name's Sophia...But one more thing...who's Pastulio?"

As Johnny handed you the scrip you told him he was Zim's zit.

"Who's zit?" was what Orlando asked.

Again Johnny answered for you,"He's an alien from a cartoon show called *Invader Zim*, I love that show"

If you weren't too busy reading your characters profile you would have commented on Johnny knowing about Invader Zim. (It's one of your fav. shows)

"HOLY SHIT!!!!! SOPHIA'S HISPANIC?!?!?!?!??!?!"

Turning to look at you Johnny and Orlando just said yes with a little smile on their lips.

"Not only that, but she's supposed to have tats and piercing...she's supposed to portray the *bad girl* in the group."

Turning your gaze on Johnny you asked,"group?"

"Yeah...you'll understand what we mean when you read the scrip."

You couldn't believe your ears....you got the job....the job of a lifetime...it was yours....so you did what any person in your position would have done...you jumped in joy, well technically it wasn't jumping since you were on Johnny's lap.

"WOO!!!! GO ME,GO ME!!!!!" you cheered over and over until Johnny stopped you by grabbing your hips making you still.

Turning around you looked at Johnny (you were sitting side-ways on his lap facing Orlando w/ your back to the other members of the table of American Idol of Horror) to see him slightly biting his bottom lip with his eyes kind of glazed over,"Darling...stop that..."

You looked confused for a sec...only a sec. though, "You perverted old man", you said crossing your arms with a smirk on your lips.

"Hey!! I'm not that old" countered Johnny with a slight pout.

"So, your admitting your a perv.?" you questioned w/ a raised eye-brow.

"Eh, it comes with age."


Hope you sweethearts enjoyed this chapter, and no worries, I'll update sometime this week ok?

Any who, review please!!!!!
Later my sweets,
ThornFrost