Two Kids, No Consequences
Two Celebrities in One Day
I wake up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock. Ugh, I have classes today. I turn over and turn it off. I flip back over so now I'm curled into John.
"Goodmorning gorgeous." He mumbles, kissing me on the forehead.
"Goodmorning you. How was the party?" I ask leaning into his neck and kissing it. Yuck it's sticky with something. "Why is your neck all sticky?"
"It was ok. And some drunk as girl wouldn't leave me alone all night. Don't worry I left early, you can ask the guys." John tells me relaxed.
A pang of jealousy and suspicion shot through my body, but I ignore them. It's probably nothing.
"Well next time tell her to fuck off." I mumble jealously and he chuckles and ruffles my hair.
"It's time to start your day boo. Do you need me to make you a breakfast?" John asks sweetly.
"No pleaseeeee 5 more minutes?" I whine, curling on top of him.
He sits up and carries me into the bathroom where he starts the shower for me. He puts me down and starts taking off my clothes for me piece by piece. I lean in to kiss him and he returns the kiss, but with less of the passion I was looking for.
"No way. Not on the day you have classes babe. I don't want you to be late. Again. Maybe later?" John replies, trying to ignore the very obvious buldge in his pants.
"Fine." I say and get into the shower. "But go ahead and get my clothes out for me?"
He pads out of the bathroom and I enjoy the hot water lost in thought. As much as I wanted him right then and there, I thought it was sweet that he put my education first. Annoying, but sweet. And as for the flirting girls at the parties, I'm starting to get used to it. He doesn't cheat, I know he would never...at least..I think I know. I shove that thought out of my head and turn the water off. I grab my towel, wrap it around my body, and venture out into my room. I see John sitting on the bed with something in his hand.
"What the hell are these? When did you start smoking?" John asked calmly, yet with anger.
"Sorry. Just when you left me last night...and and they were pink.." I stammered, not making much sense.
He looks at me incredulously. "Look we don't have time to talk about this. But these are going in the trash where they belong. Now get ready and we will talk later."
My heart is pounding as I get dressed. Dammit I messed up. I should've remembered that I put them in my shoes. I do my make up with a shakey hand and give up after the eyeliner. I go into the kitchen, grab a granola bar, and look for John to apologize. He's sitting on the couch in the living room so I come up behind him and whisper "I'm sorry."
He rubs my arm and says, "I just didn't see that coming. Go to class before you are late."
I grab my keys and speed off to my classes. Today is my short day, Psychology, Music, and English. But I still have to work at Barne's and Nobles later. English is my first class today which seems to drag on so long. The teacher drones on and on about shit I learned back in 7th grade. Finally it's time to go to my next class which is music.
When I signed up for this course, I was hoping I would learn more about our music of this time. I listen to all types of bands but I was really hoping to learn more about bands like The Maine. Wishful thinking I suppose. All we learn about is music from the 1600's. I didn't even know they had music back then. About 15 minutes into it, I go onto my laptop and check Facebook. No notifications. Let me check my Tumblr then. I surf Tumblr and next thing I know, class is over.
Finally the most amazing class of all, psychology. This class is honestly excellent, but much to my dismay, I approach the door and see a sign on it saying that the teacher cancelled. Could this day get any worse?
I decide to go to work a little early and browse the endless aisles of books. I have always loved two things: books and music. I can read almost any book and enjoy it. I pull a random book off the shelf and without looking at the title of it, I dive right into it. I grab my iPod without even looking and turn on The Maine and put them on full blast. Most people can't double task like this, but I for one, love to. About 15 minutes later, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look up to see some guy with crazy looking hair staring at me mouthing something. His hair was long and had some funky highlights. Pretty cute actually. I pull my earbuds out of my ear.
"Can I help you?" I ask politely.
"Yeah I couldn't help but notice your music from 3 aisles away." He chuckled "You know I actually know The Maine?"
I gasp in disbelief, and then realize he is probably lying. You have to be in a big band or something to know this guy. He is like my idol.
"Really?" I ask suspiciously. "Then where is he from?"
"You realize you just asked a question even you know the answer to? Almost any fan can name it. How about I call him for you to prove it?" He smiles at me.
He pulls out his phone before I can say anything and dials the number. He slides down next to me so we are sitting side by side. I try to sneak a peek at the phone number but he catches me.
"Yeah right. I'm not letting you see his number. That can be up to him." He laughs revealing his perfect smile.
"Hello?" I hear the most angelic voice say. Oh my freaking God it is him.
"Hey man, I'm just here with a fan of yours. She was blasting your music sitting in a book aisle and I thought I'd make her day." He said proudly.
"H-hiii." I manage to croak out.
"Hey. Alex you called at a really shitty time I am about to record. But hey, it was nice to say hi to a fan. Thanks for all of your support!" He says and the line clicks.
"Believe me now?" he beams at me, clearly proud of himself.
"How do you know him!! And I'm Diana by the way, I'm assuming your Alex?"
"Yup. And I'm in a band called All Time Low. You should check us out. We are in town for a few weeks working a couple of local gigs. We have one tonight if you want to come by." He asked, what seemed to be hopefully.
"I get off of work at 6. Will I still make it on time?" I ask.
"Yup. Here." He hands me a backstage pass. "Just show this when you walk in and you are all set. Hope you enjoy our show. It was nice meeting you Diana." Alex says before bouncing up and walking away.
Wait. Did I just make plans? Me? Miss boring? Miss I-don't-go-out-becuase-John-doesn't-like-me-to? Oh boy...John will not like this....
"Goodmorning gorgeous." He mumbles, kissing me on the forehead.
"Goodmorning you. How was the party?" I ask leaning into his neck and kissing it. Yuck it's sticky with something. "Why is your neck all sticky?"
"It was ok. And some drunk as girl wouldn't leave me alone all night. Don't worry I left early, you can ask the guys." John tells me relaxed.
A pang of jealousy and suspicion shot through my body, but I ignore them. It's probably nothing.
"Well next time tell her to fuck off." I mumble jealously and he chuckles and ruffles my hair.
"It's time to start your day boo. Do you need me to make you a breakfast?" John asks sweetly.
"No pleaseeeee 5 more minutes?" I whine, curling on top of him.
He sits up and carries me into the bathroom where he starts the shower for me. He puts me down and starts taking off my clothes for me piece by piece. I lean in to kiss him and he returns the kiss, but with less of the passion I was looking for.
"No way. Not on the day you have classes babe. I don't want you to be late. Again. Maybe later?" John replies, trying to ignore the very obvious buldge in his pants.
"Fine." I say and get into the shower. "But go ahead and get my clothes out for me?"
He pads out of the bathroom and I enjoy the hot water lost in thought. As much as I wanted him right then and there, I thought it was sweet that he put my education first. Annoying, but sweet. And as for the flirting girls at the parties, I'm starting to get used to it. He doesn't cheat, I know he would never...at least..I think I know. I shove that thought out of my head and turn the water off. I grab my towel, wrap it around my body, and venture out into my room. I see John sitting on the bed with something in his hand.
"What the hell are these? When did you start smoking?" John asked calmly, yet with anger.
"Sorry. Just when you left me last night...and and they were pink.." I stammered, not making much sense.
He looks at me incredulously. "Look we don't have time to talk about this. But these are going in the trash where they belong. Now get ready and we will talk later."
My heart is pounding as I get dressed. Dammit I messed up. I should've remembered that I put them in my shoes. I do my make up with a shakey hand and give up after the eyeliner. I go into the kitchen, grab a granola bar, and look for John to apologize. He's sitting on the couch in the living room so I come up behind him and whisper "I'm sorry."
He rubs my arm and says, "I just didn't see that coming. Go to class before you are late."
I grab my keys and speed off to my classes. Today is my short day, Psychology, Music, and English. But I still have to work at Barne's and Nobles later. English is my first class today which seems to drag on so long. The teacher drones on and on about shit I learned back in 7th grade. Finally it's time to go to my next class which is music.
When I signed up for this course, I was hoping I would learn more about our music of this time. I listen to all types of bands but I was really hoping to learn more about bands like The Maine. Wishful thinking I suppose. All we learn about is music from the 1600's. I didn't even know they had music back then. About 15 minutes into it, I go onto my laptop and check Facebook. No notifications. Let me check my Tumblr then. I surf Tumblr and next thing I know, class is over.
Finally the most amazing class of all, psychology. This class is honestly excellent, but much to my dismay, I approach the door and see a sign on it saying that the teacher cancelled. Could this day get any worse?
I decide to go to work a little early and browse the endless aisles of books. I have always loved two things: books and music. I can read almost any book and enjoy it. I pull a random book off the shelf and without looking at the title of it, I dive right into it. I grab my iPod without even looking and turn on The Maine and put them on full blast. Most people can't double task like this, but I for one, love to. About 15 minutes later, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look up to see some guy with crazy looking hair staring at me mouthing something. His hair was long and had some funky highlights. Pretty cute actually. I pull my earbuds out of my ear.
"Can I help you?" I ask politely.
"Yeah I couldn't help but notice your music from 3 aisles away." He chuckled "You know I actually know The Maine?"
I gasp in disbelief, and then realize he is probably lying. You have to be in a big band or something to know this guy. He is like my idol.
"Really?" I ask suspiciously. "Then where is he from?"
"You realize you just asked a question even you know the answer to? Almost any fan can name it. How about I call him for you to prove it?" He smiles at me.
He pulls out his phone before I can say anything and dials the number. He slides down next to me so we are sitting side by side. I try to sneak a peek at the phone number but he catches me.
"Yeah right. I'm not letting you see his number. That can be up to him." He laughs revealing his perfect smile.
"Hello?" I hear the most angelic voice say. Oh my freaking God it is him.
"Hey man, I'm just here with a fan of yours. She was blasting your music sitting in a book aisle and I thought I'd make her day." He said proudly.
"H-hiii." I manage to croak out.
"Hey. Alex you called at a really shitty time I am about to record. But hey, it was nice to say hi to a fan. Thanks for all of your support!" He says and the line clicks.
"Believe me now?" he beams at me, clearly proud of himself.
"How do you know him!! And I'm Diana by the way, I'm assuming your Alex?"
"Yup. And I'm in a band called All Time Low. You should check us out. We are in town for a few weeks working a couple of local gigs. We have one tonight if you want to come by." He asked, what seemed to be hopefully.
"I get off of work at 6. Will I still make it on time?" I ask.
"Yup. Here." He hands me a backstage pass. "Just show this when you walk in and you are all set. Hope you enjoy our show. It was nice meeting you Diana." Alex says before bouncing up and walking away.
Wait. Did I just make plans? Me? Miss boring? Miss I-don't-go-out-becuase-John-doesn't-like-me-to? Oh boy...John will not like this....
I vote for them everyday! It takes forever but let's hope they win :) and thank you so much!! You have no idea how much that made my day. Make sure to check out (if you haven't already) the sequel Stupid and Fearless. Also, I have another story called A Walking Travesty. Thank you so much for your support it's awesome :)
5/23/13