Live While We're Young
Sunshine
When my alarm went off this morning I felt my hangover hit me like a train. It was so bad that I have been contemplating wearing sunglasses at work today but I do not think the boss would like that so much. With that I got out of my make shift bed and got ready to sneak out of this hotel room. I decided that I would be nice and leave Jack a note saying not to forget me.
I, however, did not wake up in time to write a blog for my peeps on the internet. I guess they will just have to wait.
As I drive to work I am regretting agreeing to this party last night. It has made for a VERY long day for poor Finlee. Especially since it is a nice day, bring on the vomit-inducing headache.
Jack's POV
When I woke up this afternoon I couldn’t find my hot sidekick anywhere but I did see something on my bedside table addressed to me. As I began to read it, it sort of made me sad that she was gone. Hey Jack-Jack, I had to get to work... Thanks for getting me so drunk I can barely function this morning ;)... Hope you and my roommate had/have fun :) Don't ever forget me handsome :) See you again someday and text me <3 Finster She wasn’t like other fangirls; come to think of it neither is Charlotte. They are both down to party yet down to earth. I saw her talking on the balcony to Zack last night so obviously she was nice enough to unshun him from our party.
It makes me laugh that she blames me for getting her drunk last night. I guess she thinks I forced the shots down her throat ;). I suppose I should answer her note via text before these boys and the pretty girl next to me wake up and begin to bug me. To: Finster
From: Jack-Jack
It was so nice of you to leave without giving me a goodbye hug jerk ; ). You better nurse that hangover of yours and good luck at work : p. We will be thinking of you while we’re partying it up at our next stop. Oh and I suppose I should say thanks for everything even though it pains me. That text shall suffice for now. Now to think of how to wake these losers up and be able to hide while doing so; got to get the show on the road after all. Of course now that I think of it I do have a super soaker in my bag that should wake at least a few up; it should snow ball from there :).
I have decided to go after Rian first. He is the least likely to kick my ass if I wake him.
“Ahhh!!!” Rian exclaimed, “Jack seriously? Was it necessary to wake me?”
“Well if I didn’t how else would we get everyone else up to start partying again?”
With that Rian and I woke the rest of the crew up. They gave us quite a few glares and threats along the way but I would say we succeeded :).
Zack's POV
The last thing I remember from last night was talking with Finlee outside when Alex interrupted us with a flip cup offer. This game of course made both Finlee and I trashed in no time making the rest of the night slightly a blur. We must have finally gotten to sleep at about 4 am after she realized that she had to work at 11 am this morning. Of course me and Jack were the only others awake at this point so we all tried to sleep drunkenly.
When I woke up this morning, well I guess it was afternoon, I realized she really was gone. I do not know if I will ever get to see her again let alone talk to her again which sucks. She was so much fun to talk to and I am going to do everything in my power to find her/help her realized she is loved by many.
Finlee's POV
I think my hangover finally subsided at about 6:30 pm, which meant I only had a peaceful work environment for a half hour. When I got off at 7 I trudged my way to my car to go home and die in peace (well kind of, I still have to listen to Char brag).
It was eerily quiet in the apartment when I got home. I figured Char would be waiting in the front lounge to tell me everything when I go back but she wasn’t. In fact she wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Then I remembered that the boys probably stole her for the day and she was probably off sucking face with Jack until he leaves. I do hope, however, that she comes home tonight, I hate being in the apartment alone at night, it’s creepy.
I guess since she isn’t home I can check my blog to see if anyone has commented. If not I guess I can write a small post for my readers :).
When I open my blogspot I see that I have one comment (how exciting). It’s from an anonymous user and it says: Hi Finlee Rayne, I just wanted to put it out there that you are awesome for sharing your journey with us readers. I enjoy reading about your daily struggles each day. One suggestion I have for you is to not look so far to see that you are loved. It sounds like you have an awesome support system who could be your actual forever family. I would also like to put it out there (even though it is slightly creepy) that you are gorgeous – yes I am a guy so you know that’s all we think about. Have an awesome day. ~A concerned reader Hmm, I wonder who that comment would be from. It’s quite sweet of the reader to write that but I don’t understand their advice. As I am thinking about it I better write this blog for my readers.
I, however, did not wake up in time to write a blog for my peeps on the internet. I guess they will just have to wait.
As I drive to work I am regretting agreeing to this party last night. It has made for a VERY long day for poor Finlee. Especially since it is a nice day, bring on the vomit-inducing headache.
Jack's POV
When I woke up this afternoon I couldn’t find my hot sidekick anywhere but I did see something on my bedside table addressed to me. As I began to read it, it sort of made me sad that she was gone. Hey Jack-Jack, I had to get to work... Thanks for getting me so drunk I can barely function this morning ;)... Hope you and my roommate had/have fun :) Don't ever forget me handsome :) See you again someday and text me <3 Finster She wasn’t like other fangirls; come to think of it neither is Charlotte. They are both down to party yet down to earth. I saw her talking on the balcony to Zack last night so obviously she was nice enough to unshun him from our party.
It makes me laugh that she blames me for getting her drunk last night. I guess she thinks I forced the shots down her throat ;). I suppose I should answer her note via text before these boys and the pretty girl next to me wake up and begin to bug me. To: Finster
From: Jack-Jack
It was so nice of you to leave without giving me a goodbye hug jerk ; ). You better nurse that hangover of yours and good luck at work : p. We will be thinking of you while we’re partying it up at our next stop. Oh and I suppose I should say thanks for everything even though it pains me. That text shall suffice for now. Now to think of how to wake these losers up and be able to hide while doing so; got to get the show on the road after all. Of course now that I think of it I do have a super soaker in my bag that should wake at least a few up; it should snow ball from there :).
I have decided to go after Rian first. He is the least likely to kick my ass if I wake him.
“Ahhh!!!” Rian exclaimed, “Jack seriously? Was it necessary to wake me?”
“Well if I didn’t how else would we get everyone else up to start partying again?”
With that Rian and I woke the rest of the crew up. They gave us quite a few glares and threats along the way but I would say we succeeded :).
Zack's POV
The last thing I remember from last night was talking with Finlee outside when Alex interrupted us with a flip cup offer. This game of course made both Finlee and I trashed in no time making the rest of the night slightly a blur. We must have finally gotten to sleep at about 4 am after she realized that she had to work at 11 am this morning. Of course me and Jack were the only others awake at this point so we all tried to sleep drunkenly.
When I woke up this morning, well I guess it was afternoon, I realized she really was gone. I do not know if I will ever get to see her again let alone talk to her again which sucks. She was so much fun to talk to and I am going to do everything in my power to find her/help her realized she is loved by many.
Finlee's POV
I think my hangover finally subsided at about 6:30 pm, which meant I only had a peaceful work environment for a half hour. When I got off at 7 I trudged my way to my car to go home and die in peace (well kind of, I still have to listen to Char brag).
It was eerily quiet in the apartment when I got home. I figured Char would be waiting in the front lounge to tell me everything when I go back but she wasn’t. In fact she wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Then I remembered that the boys probably stole her for the day and she was probably off sucking face with Jack until he leaves. I do hope, however, that she comes home tonight, I hate being in the apartment alone at night, it’s creepy.
I guess since she isn’t home I can check my blog to see if anyone has commented. If not I guess I can write a small post for my readers :).
When I open my blogspot I see that I have one comment (how exciting). It’s from an anonymous user and it says: Hi Finlee Rayne, I just wanted to put it out there that you are awesome for sharing your journey with us readers. I enjoy reading about your daily struggles each day. One suggestion I have for you is to not look so far to see that you are loved. It sounds like you have an awesome support system who could be your actual forever family. I would also like to put it out there (even though it is slightly creepy) that you are gorgeous – yes I am a guy so you know that’s all we think about. Have an awesome day. ~A concerned reader Hmm, I wonder who that comment would be from. It’s quite sweet of the reader to write that but I don’t understand their advice. As I am thinking about it I better write this blog for my readers.
Ok. =) Can't wait.
1/11/13