"Well, I might be if you would tell me what happened between you and your uncle." He sighed. "How about a comprise, you smile for me and I promise I will tell you what Uncle Brown and I discussed over dinner, okay?" I could tell that he wanted to tell me but he was waiting for the right time and now, knowing that I'm upset, has made his whole demeanor change. He was so happy on the ride up and now he's trying to make up for inadvertently making me upset without telling me. How can I stay mad at that face. "Okay, but on one condition." I said as I unbuckled myself and he helped me from my seat. "Anything." He said. I linked our arms together as he guided me to the main entrance. "Never ever make me sit in a car for three and a half hours without a rest stop... I really have to pee." He laughed and we walked through the front doors of the restaurant. "Then I guess that you're lucky that this place has bathrooms." He said in my ear. I kissed his cheek and then raced off to the bathroom.
When I returned, I looked around for Jason and then spotted him at a slightly secluded part of the tiny restaurant. He was looking around nervously, and glancing at his cellphone every few seconds. As soon as he spotted me, though, his face broke out into a smile. I couldn't help but smile with him as I walked towards the table.
"Hey, they brought us some bread and, I wasn't sure if you like alcohol or not, so I ordered you a Coke, seeing as most of the human population has some liking of the beverage..." I giggled as he rambled.
"I like Coke. It's SO much better than Pepsi." I said. "I know! It's like comparing Twilight to Harry Potter. Harry Potter will ALWAYS come out on top." He announced. Oh no, he didn't...
"What's good here?" I asked. "Everything." "That narrows it down." I said sarcastically. He laughed and put down his menu. "Well, I know what I want, what about you?" He asked. I glanced at the menu, but couldn't pick. The waitress then came up to us with our cokes. "Ready to order?" She asked. Jason motioned to me and I groaned. I opened the menu again "Mushroom ravioli." I named the first thing I saw on the menu. The waitress smiled at me, and then turned her attention to Jason. "What about you, doll? What do you want?" She was obviously flirting with him. Why that little...
"Veal Parmesan please." He said politely, while looking at me the whole time. The waitress took our menus and went off to the kitchen. "So anyways, Trish. I didn't bring you here to torture you and have just a nice little meal with you. I brought you here for a reason." He grabbed my hand and smiled. "The reason I brought you here is because this is where my dad asked my mom if she would be his girlfriend." He said. I nodded. "That's so sweet, but Jase, what does that have to do with..." "I've never brought another girl here before." He admitted. Then, he was quiet for a second. "Jase... what are you saying?" I asked. He took a deep breath. "Trisha Davis, I know that we've only known each other for two days, but I feel like I've known you my whole life... It usually takes knowing a girl for at least a few months for me to even CONSIDER taking her to my uncle's restaurant, but there you were last night. My aunt and uncle told me to bring you back any time, that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and Uncle Brown agrees."
"Jase... where is this going?" I asked. He took another deep breath. "What I'm saying is... Trisha, I really like you. I really do, and I'd really like it if you would be my girlfriend." He said. Instead of speaking, I just nodded my head with a huge smile on my face. He let out his breath and smiled. "You have no idea how great it is to hear you say that." He said. I laughed and sipped my coke. "What about your fans? What happens when they find out?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." He replied as he placed a kiss on the palm of my hand. And then he kissed me. I wanted to deepen the kiss, but we were interrupted by our waitress with our food. "Here we go," she said, as she walked up, causing us to reluctantly pull apart. "Mushroom ravioli." She said as she placed the food in front of me, it smelled delicious. "And veal parmesan." She said as she placed Jason's food in front of him. "Enjoy!" Thank God she walked away, because if she would have stayed, I might have lost it on her. I was wanting some alone time with my boyfriend. Ahh, that felt good. I, Trisha Davis, was dating, and dare I say, falling in love, with Jason Gray. Not Jason Gray, one-third of the hottest band in the country, but, Jason Gray, the sweetest, most wonderful man in the world... wait, scratch that, the universe. And he was all mine.
"Do you want to try it for real this time?" He asked. I nodded and opened my mouth. He put the fork in my mouth, and I bit off the piece of veal with the noodles. It was pretty good, but I preferred the ravioli. It still came in second to Jason though. All through dinner, we joked, laughed and just plain talked to each other. About an hour after our entrées arrived, a teenage girl quietly approached our table. "Excuse me, are you Jason Gray?" Great, a fan. "Yes." "I'm sorry, I know that this is rude," she said, staring at her feet and blushing, "but can I have your autograph?" she finished, still looking at her feet and holding a book and sharpie in her hand. Jason looked at me, Giving me a look that was screaming, 'I'm so sorry!' I just couldn't say no to that face. I waved it off and mouthed, 'It's okay.' I mean I can live with a fan, not ready for a mob of them just yet. "Sure." Jason replied, smiling, knowing that I was okay with it. "Who should I make it out to?" "Anna." she was still looking at the ground. "To my biggest fan, Anna, believe in your dreams. Love, Jason Gray" he said aloud as he wrote it. Her face popped up with a huge smile when she received her book back. "Thank you so much!" Jason smiled. He loves to make his fans happy and he willing to risk that happiness for me. "Hey, Anna. Before you go, I have a question for you." What's he doing? "Okay." she replied. He motioned for her to come closer. She leaned forward a little bit. "Can you keep a secret?" "Umm sure." she replied. Where is he going with this? "Cool. First, let me introduce you to Trisha." he said pointing to me. Anna stepped over and extended her hand. "Hi, Trisha, it's nice to meet you." I shook her hand. "It's nice to meet you too." "Okay now, ready for the secret?" he asked her. "She's my girlfriend." he simply stated as he reached across the table to hold my hand. I saw her face drop like someone had just told her that her puppy died. I felt so bad.
"Just sit it down. We'll get to it in a minute." Jason said, his eyes never leaving mine and neither one of us moving an inch. She huffed as she sat the plate and glass on the table and walked away. After she was well away, we laughed and I gave Jase a quick kiss. "Come on. Let's finish so we can get out of here." I said. But we spent the next 45 minutes feeding the cheesecake to each other, occasionally getting it either in each other's noses or on each others cheeks or chins, and then we kissed it off each other. Finally, when we finished, we paid the bill and left. I sighed and snuggled into his arm as we walked back to the car. He, of course, opened the door for me and helped me in.
At some point during the ride back, I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remembered was being picked up and carried into my house. The light turned on and I groaned and buried my face into Jason's chest. Damn you, stupid light source.
I felt my body shift from Jason's arms onto my bed and my shoes come off my feet and my covers surround me. After the lights went off, I called out, " No, don't leave me." "Don't worry, I won't. I'm just taking off my shoes." He whispered. "Do you honestly think that I would leave you here while Shane and Nate are still in the building?" He asked. I shook my head. "Wait? They're here?" I asked. Jason slipped under my covers.
"Apparently, Jordie is amazing in the art of persuasion." "No, honey, she's the queen of persuasion and argumentation. One year, she persuaded the gym teacher into letting her miss out on gym... for the whole year, and she didn't even have to show any skin." "Wow." he replied, as he snuggled up beside me. "I wish I could have done that... but for math or history."
"Wait wait wait wait wait... Their uncle is VICE FRICKEN PRESIDENT of the label? Dude! That's fricken sweet! You struck gold..." I glared at Jordie "Not that you'd take advantage of that." Hayley added, saving Jordie from making another stupid comment. The receptionist opened the door just wide enough to poke her head in, and then she turned around and smiled warmly at us.
"You can go in now." She said, almost too sweetly. We nodded and walked in. When we got in, we saw the guys sitting up straight in 3 comfortable looking chairs, and who I assumed to be their uncle sitting behind a huge desk covered in pictures and papers. Their uncle glanced at us and motioned us in.
"Ladies, sit." He ordered. We scurried over to the empty seats and sat down. "Now, from what I've seen and heard, there has been an incident involving you two of you and my troublesome nephew." "I am NOT troublesome, Uncle Brown!" Shane whined. Brown glared at him, and Shane instantly went quiet. I was beginning not to like this uncle.
"Anyways, we were discussing how we would be able to explain this situation to the public, but before we get to that, may I ask which of you are the ones who got caught in that rather compromising position with my TROUBLESOME nephew?" He asked. Hayley slowly raised her hand, and Jordie turned her head away. I cleared my throat, and then Jordie raised her hand. "Me, sir." She said quietly. He nodded and rubbed his temples
"Do any of you have any idea how we can explain this to the press?" I hesitantly raised my hand. Brown acknowledged me, "Yes." "Well, what about the truth? A group of friends got together and they fell, playing Twister." I'm just glad that they didn't get any pictures of me and Jason making out. Everyone started to agree with me, which kinda make me feel better. I'd feel much better if I was sitting beside Jason, with him holding my hand.
"Are you sure this is how you want to handle it?" Brown's face had softened a bit, showing a touch of concern. Jason stood up. "Yes, Uncle Brown. You know that is how we were raised. Plus, the truth isn't that bad." He's standing up for me again. He has backed me up on every decision I've made since we have met. "You boys feel the same?" Brown asked Shane and Nate. They nodded their heads in agreement. "Well, then it's settled. Now, do you boys want to introduce your friends to me?" Jason walked over and stood behind me. "Uncle Brown, may I introduce Trisha Davis, Jordie Reid, and Hayley Noel, ladies, this is Brown Cesario, our uncle." Jordie smiled and then walked up to Brown and shook his hand.
"Hi. I'm Jordie and I'm very pleased and frightened to meet you, sir." She said quietly, making Brown laugh.
"Jason, could I see you privately for a moment?" Brown asked. Shane and Nate moved so that they could be closer to Brown and Jason. "ALONE." "Sure, Uncle Brown." Jason said to his uncle, then he turned back to me and said, "Be right back." He kissed me on the cheek and followed Brown out a side door. I wonder what that's all about, as Shane and Nate collapsed on the comfortable looking sofas in their uncle's office. Jordie and Hayley did the same, Jord by Shane and Hales by Nate. I, on the other hand, started pacing. "I wonder what Brown want with Jase?" I wondered out loud.
"Of course they do, but Uncle Brown is from Australia." He said. "Well, aren't they on, like, the same continent?" Jordie asked. I slapped my forehead. She isn't serious, is she? "No, sweetie, different sides of the planet," Shane explained slowly. Jordie pouted. "I wasn't even relatively close!" She whined. Shane smiled, "It's okay, I used to think the same thing. I only figured it out, like... a year ago." He admitted. She looked up at him. "Really?" "Really really." I shook my head. "You must really like that movie, don't you?" I asked Shane. He nodded. "Shrek is a theatrical masterpiece!" He exclaimed. Jordie giggled while I laughed. While all of this is going on, Nate and Hayley were off in their own little world, talking about something or other. Awe, aren't they cute together?
"How much longer are they going to be? They've been talking forever!" I whined. Okay, it had only been like five minutes but being the extra person in the room, not to mention, not knowing what Jason and Brown were talking about, I was getting restless. Wait, I have an idea. I pulled out my phone and started typing away. I mean, my fingers were flying. When inspiration hits me, I have to get it down or I'll forget it and I can't bear the thought of losing anything like that. As soon as I finished, Jason and Brown came back into the office. Jase had a big smile as he walked over to me. He pulled me close and rested his head on my shoulder and we just stood there like that for what felt like an eternity, even though, it was just a few moments. He pulled away, I inwardly frowned. "Come on." He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of Brown's office, leaving the others a little confused as was I. "Jase, where are we going?" I giggled, because of the goofy smile on his face. "Nope, just follow me." We got in the elevator and instead of going to the main floor, we went to the basement. "They moved my car down here so we can leave unnoticed," was all he would say. I'm getting just a bit irritated that he won't tell me anything. "Jase, where are we going? Please, tell me." He looked at me with that smile that makes me melt. "I want to take you somewhere where we can be alone. I have something to tell you."
"Imagine how bad it's gonna look. Two pretty girls on top of one absolutely mouth watering rock star." Shane said. "It's pop star... wait... You think we're pretty?" Jordie asked. I sighed. "Shane, you're so full of yourself."
"LET HIM ANSWER MY GOSH DARNED QUESTION!" Jordie yelled. Shane rubbed the back of his neck nervously and mumbled something. "What was that?" Jordie asked sweetly. "Yes." "Really?" "Really really." They stared into each others' eyes.
"I hate to break up your moment." "Then, don't." Jordie retorted. I turned and looked at Jason. "What are we gonna do? Those pictures are going to be everywhere and fast. Your label is going to freak out." "I know. That's where we headed, the label's office. Hopefully, they'll be able to put a positive spin on this." "I hate to bust your bubble but how?"
Nate chimed in, "Well..." "No, Nate, we're not telling the label that they're our mom's cousin's niece's cousin again." Jason said a little irritated. Nate pouted. "But it works!" Nate exclaimed. Shane nodded. "It's true, man... it ALWAYS works..." "Ohh, so does saying that we're friends from Finland... no one EVER checks up on Finland." Jordie stated. Hayley and I laughed. The guys looked at us odd, well, Shane and Nate did, while Jason kept his eyes on the road, but had that expression on his face.
"We just watched 'Confessions of a Shopoholic' the other day." I explained. All three guys nodded, not wanting a further explanation. It was quiet for a few minutes, until Jordie yawned over dramatically. Jordie, not again.
"Narrowly escaping stalkerazzi sure does wear me out." She said. I rolled my eyes, and then glanced at Hayley. We both knew what was coming. Jordie turned her head a bit so that she could look at Shane. "Do you think that I could use your shoulder as a pillow? Nate's a little short for me to lean on, and it hurts to tilt my head back." Jordie begged with her eyes, while Hayley and I watched. It was only a matter of seconds before... And there it is! As if on cue, Jordie started biting her bottom lip. So predictable...I can't believe she is pulling this on Shane. I felt like screaming, It's obvious that he likes you, you don't have to pull that crap.
"Go ahead... it's not occupied." Jordie squealed quietly and then laid her head on his shoulder. You have got to be kidding me. Jason looked at them from the rearview mirror and grinned.
"They look cute together." He noted. I nodded. "Just wait. Any second now, she's going to...oh, just watch." I pointed to the rear view mirror. As if on cue, Jordie shivered and then whined "I'm cold!" I sighed...Jordie will be Jordie.
What surprised me is the fact that Shane wrapped his arms around her, when there was a blanket right at his feet. Jordie snuggled closer to him, and then winked at me. I nudged Jason, "Told ya." He smiled.
"They seem to be moving a little fast, don't ya think?" I announced. "And we aren't?" He said jokingly. "We're different." "Oh, really?" "Uh-huh. The difference is, we're older, more mature and experienced. Jordie's at the same maturity level as a 3 year old... I don't know about Shane..." "He's just as mature." Jason said, cutting me off, making me laugh. "Perfect match, huh?" I asked. Jason laughed and shook his head in agreement.
"WHY do you keep winning?" We heard Nate yell. I turned around and saw that Nate had his hand in a fist, and Hayley had her hand wrapped around it... Rock, Paper, Scissors. Hayley was the queen of Rock, Paper, Scissors. I guess Nate is figuring this out the hard way.
We finally arrived at their label's LA office. Unfortunately, they had someone waiting on them at the front door. Those pictures were out already? "Oh, great!" I heard Shane say as we pulled in to the parking lot. "Not Uncle Brown!" He whined, and then he sunk down, hoping not to be seen. Jordie, having actually fallen asleep on him, snorted in her sleep and then snuggled her face into his chest.
Jason pulled into the closest parking place. We all climbed out except for Jordie and Shane. I think Shane has more than one reason for why he didn't want to get out, besides the obvious not wanting to face his Uncle Brown, who was an executive at their label. It might be the girl who was slumbering peacefully in his lap and the thought of disturbing her was something he just didn't want to do. You could read it as plain as day on his face. I told him to go on, that I would get Jordie and make sure that she made it in. He sent a bittersweet smile toward me. He gently lifted her head and slid out of the seat before he laid it on the seat. She slightly moaned as she adjusted to Shane's lap no longer being there, causing him to frown. "Go on, pop star. She'll be up in a few minutes." Jase threw me the keys and a kiss.
Once Hayley and the guys had got inside, I nudged her shoulder, "Hey, sleeping beauty, time to wake up." She didn't move. Okay, I guess it's time for desperate measures. "OH, MY, GOD!!! Who's that kissing Shane?" Jordie's body shot up, "Who is that little tranny and where is she? I'm gonna kill her!"
I couldn't help but laugh. She didn't look intimidating at all. Her hair was sticking up in all different directions and her clothes were in a bit of disarray. A few seconds later, she looked at me with a very serious face, she has obviously woken up completely now, "Trish, I mean it. Where is the slut that kissed my Shaney?"
I placed my hands on her shoulders," Jordz, chill, there was no kiss. I just said it to get you up. I knew something like that would get you up fast." I added with a smirk on my face. I could see the anger building in her face, but then it suddenly changed into worry. "Where is Shane and the guys? And Hales for that matter?" She asked a little frantic. I guess she's thinking that Shane is gone and she's never gonna see him again and she didn't even get to say goodbye, even though we're still siting in his brother's car. "They're all inside," I pointed to the building behind me. "Now, let's get you presentable so we can go and join the others." A few minutes of straightening, adding makeup, and re-fixing her hair, she had finally said she was good enough to go inside. We walked into the building, after several attempts to get through the revolving door (I swear, we're crippled when it comes to those) and walked towards the elevator.
"Uhm, Trish? Which floor do we go to?" Jordie asked quietly. I shrugged. I honestly had no idea. My phone started vibrating in my pocket, so I pulled it out and saw that I had a text from Jason.
we're on the 6th floor xoxo
I smiled and re pocketed my phone. "What did lover boy say?" Jordie asked, sourly. I guess she was just jealous that I was getting texted and she wasn't. "6th floor." I said as we walked into the elevator. Jordie ran straight for the buttons and then frowned.
"What's wrong?" I asked. "I can't find six." Wooooooow, Jord, really... "Check between five and seven?" I asked. Jordie scanned over the buttons again and smiled. "I found it, Trish! I found it!" She exclaimed like a 3 year old. I nodded. "Good for you, Jord... now PRESS THE STUPID BUTTON!" She blushed and then pressed it in while I had placed my head in my head as I shook it. She still amazes me at how childish she can be. We finally reached the floor where we were supposed to find the boys. The doors opened and we stepped out.
"Ms. Davis and Ms. Reid, please follow me." the receptionist said motioning toward the double doors at the other end of the building. No one has ever called me by my last name since I was in high school. I graduated a few years a ago while Jord is a senior and Hales is a sophomore. Their parents and mine have been good friends for a while, and we've been inseparable since we were little. So, it's just common knowledge that they would be with me on the weekends, especially now that I had my own place. We followed her as she turned right before we reached the doors and led us down the hall way to what was a small conference room.
She opened the doors and Hales was sitting at the table by herself, on her phone. "Hales!" Jordie said, after the doors were closed behind us and we were told that the boys would be joining us in a few minutes, "Where are they?" She didn't look up from her phone, "They're in a meeting in their Uncle's office, those big doors you saw when you came in. They're working on what to tell the press. Personally, I think we should just tell the truth, tell them that we're 'friends' of the guys and they came over to hang out, and the 3 of us were playing Twister and we fell. Perfectly innocent."
"Hales, what is so important on that thing that you can't stop to look at us when you're talking to us?" I ask. She blushed, "Texting Nate." Jordie instantly started pouting. "Lucky." she whispered under her breath. "Jord, you two haven't exchanges numbers yet, that's why he hasn't texted you yet."
Hales' face lit up and her fingers started flying on her keyboard. I figured that Nate had said something really sweet. After sitting there for a few minutes of listening to Jordie pace and whine about how stupid she was for not getting Shane's number yet, her phone started vibrating. She stopped and pulled it out and fell back on the couch I was sitting on. "Jord, you okay?" She turned her phone so I could see the screen. It was a text from Shane.
The text read. I giggled and pressed 'reply'
T: STRANGER DANGER! MY BODY'S NOBODY'S BODY BUT MINE! :)
J: You know, you're a riot
J: Hopelessly in love with a man named Jason Gray?
T: Of course *rolls eyes*
J: You're mean :(
T: Whoever said that I was nice?
J: My auntie Billie and uncle Ray do
T: That's sweet of them... any reason for texting?
I got no immediate response. Then I heard Jordie's phone, but no clicking, and then the Vrrrr of Hayley's cellphone, but again, no clicking. Then my phone went off.
This is Brown Cesario. Due to excessive texting, I have confiscated Jason's cellular device until our 'meeting' is over. Have a nice day.
I looked up at the girls and saw that they were pouting, which probably mirrored my expression.
"Yeah," they sighed in unison.
"That doesn't sound to pleasant." I commented. Jason nodded. "They're like vultures... they follow us around like crazy." "You know that they're never gonna leave." Shane said. "We have to get out of here." Nate said, pulling the towel off of his head. "You think we could all get out to your car to make a getaway?" Jordie asked. "Yeah. Good thing I brought the Navigator today."
"Okay, Jordie, Hayley, run upstairs and grab some hats and sunglasses for everyone, Nate and Shane, head toward us. We'll stay put till Jordz and Hales get back." Everyone shook their heads in agreement. "Okay, now go!" Jordz and Hales bolted up the stairs and Nate and Shane started making their way over toward us where we were hiding in the stairwell that went to the basement.
"Don't you wish that you had kept your hair half straight?" I asked Nate. He glared at me and chose not to respond... fine, be that way. "Why is it taking so long for them to get a handfull of hats and sunglasses? It's not like they don't have a lot. Combined, they have enough hats to provide for every kid in third world countries, and then some!" I exclaimed. The guys were looking at me funny as Jordz and Hales finally joined us in our hiding spot. They passed out their findings.
"Okay, here's what we do. The door to the garage is at the end of this hall. We go, one at a time, to the garage and once we're all there, I'll grab the spare remote to the garage and we count to three and run for the Navigator." I winced. "Great! Let's do it!" Jason said. Awe, he's supporting my idea, not now! You have to get the pop stars out of the house!! "Ok, Nate, you go first." Nate slid out and bolted for the garage door. Hayley, Shane, Jordie and I followed suit. Jason was the last to get to the garage. Once we had made it to the garage, we all stood in a row behind the door. I glance at everyone, "Ready?" I say. Everyone shook their heads. I motioned 1,2,3 with my fingers and pushed the button with my finger. The garage door silently opened (Thank you Mom and Dad for putting in the state-of-the-art stuff in my house) which did not draw any attention to us as we made it to the car. We all got in and thought we where home free....until Shane slammed his door shut. "Here they come! Jason, hit it!" Jason turned it on, threw it in reverse, got on the street and took off.
"GET THIS CRAZY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME!" We heard Nate yell as he ran down the stairs, making us groan. Jason rolled off of me just in time for Nate to appear... only he didn't really LOOK like Nate. This 'Nate' had the left half of his hair straightened, and some 'guyliner' on... he looked ridiculous. Jason and I looked at each other and then burst out into laughter, and Nate glared, with his arms crossed over his chest. "Nate!!! I'm not finished!!" we hear Jordie yell from the top of the stairs that led to our rooms.
Nate's face went from mad to panicked in less than one second. "Please, Trish, you gotta get her to stop! I look like I belong in Fall Out Boy or something!" Nate pleaded with me. How could I resist that pitiful face. I sighed, "Okay, go hide in the closet until I can get her to chill, alright?" "THANK YOU!!!!"
And with that, he was gone just as Jordie came down the stairs, 3 stairs at a time, as usual. "Oh Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate... come out, come out wherever you are!" Jordie sang as she appeared with a brush in one hand.
I stood beside Jason with my arms crossed, tapping my foot. I always tap my foot when I either mad or annoyed. Jordie picked up on it when she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Hey, what's got your knickers in a knot?" "What do you think?" I reply. Jordie hung her head. "I was just trying something different on him." "You've got him so freaked that he won't come out of hiding until I get you to promise that you'll behave your self." Then, I whispered so Nate couldn't her me,"Although, with his hair all straight, I barely recognized him. Might be good for days when he has to blend in."
"You guys aren't HONESTLY siding with her, are you?" Nate asked from the closet."No, I was just saying that when you're trying to be INCOGNITO, that straightening your hair would help." I responded. "Oh." is all we heard. Jason and I turned back to Jordie. "Now, do you promise to leave him alone?" "Yeah." she said disheartened and went back upstairs.
Once she was back up stairs, I opened the closet door, "All you need to do is wet your hair and your curls will just bounce back right?" I asked Nate. "Yeah, why do you ask?" I pointed up the stairs. "Go to my room and you can use my bathroom to wash your hair. There's a small closet with towels and a hair dryer. Use what ever you need." "Thanks, Trish. You're awesome." He gave me a hug and ran upstairs.
We were finally alone, again. Just as we were about to comfy on the couch again, we heard a big thump from above us followed by a fit of laughter, and then a scream. We got up and started heading upstairs to see what was going on.
"Are you gonna be my girl!! Yeah!" Jordie finished the song. Jason and I cheered as they finished. Jordie bowed to the clapping. "Thank you! Thank you! I'm here Monday through Wednesday, and then, Thursday through Sunday, you can find me in my shrine to the amazing Shane Gray!" This caused all of us to bust out laughing, except Shane, who was playfully scolding Jordie. "Ok, you two have to play this time." I looked at Jason. "I want lead guitar!" he yelled, successfully taking it from Shane and he grabbed the microphone from Jordie and handed it to me, "You're singing." While I argued with Jason that I wasn't going to sing, Shane and Jordie pick the next song.
By the time we finished the song had started. It was "Call Me" by Blondie. Jordie is so dead. She knows I love this song, but she also knows that I tend to get really into it, that I start looking... well... I dance, but not WELL... It's more like an awkward teenager that thinks that they're really cool, when they really look like an iPod commerical on silent. I closed my eyes and started singing. I didn't have to watch the screen because I know the song backwards and forwards... and upside down, after we discovered it. The further I got into the song, the more I let loose. I could hear Jordie's giggle, and Hayley's guffaw, and even Shane and Nate's snorts of laughter, but never, not once, did I hear Jason even try to hide a laugh. I sneaked a glance at him, just as he was doing the same to me, and then he winked at me, causing me to stumble on the words. It took me a second to recover, but once I did, I finished strong. Everyone cheered.
"You've got killer chops!" Nate exclaimed in shock. "I'm speechless." Shane said, making Jordie giggle. "Silly, you can't speak if you're speechless."
"See? Told ya." Jason said to me. "You think that's amazing? You should hear the latest song she wrote, I told her it has the makings of a hit song." Oh, Jordie. Do you have a death wish? "Whoa, you're a songwriter?" Jason asked me. I blushed, "Yeah. My newest one is called 'Hear Me'." "And it's amazing! You have to play it for them." Hayley added. "No, we should play it together." Jordie shouted. "Nate can play the drums, Shane and Jason guitars, Hayley on the keys, Trish on lead vocals and I'll be back up vocals." I follow Jordie as she was heading to pull the sheet music from filing cabinet where I kept them.
I pulled her to the side, "What are you doing?" "Just show your bf and his bros how uber talented you are." She grabbed the sheet music from the file.
"Who's ready to learn Trisha's song?" Jordie yelled. I just gave up. Once Jordie puts her mind to do something, there's no stopping her. After she handed out all the different parts out, the guys studied it and we helped them with some parts. The only reason Hayley and Jordie helped was that they help me during the writing process and play the different tracks so I can hear what it sounds like.
"Wow, this is going to be great!" Nate said. "Yeah, let's do this!!" Shane said. After everyone got into place and instead of standing in front of them like a normal band, Jordie insisted that I face them so they could watch me as I performed and as I stated earlier, Jordie is hard headed and she won't be swayed once her mind is made up, I counted off the beat and started singing starting with just the keyboard.
"GET A ROOM!" Shane yelled. "This IS a room!" Jason responded. "Well....Get your own!!" Shane retaliated.
"Well, if you want to get technical, I own this house, therefore, I own this room. So why don't you all get out?" I offered. "And miss watching you sucking face with one of People's Sexiest Men Alive over here? I think not." Jordie said. I glared at her, and she put her hands up in defense. "Fine, come on. Everybody upstairs to my room. I have this awesome bag I want to show you guys." I ALMOST felt bad for the guys, because I knew that Jordie was talking about her beauty bag, but it also meant alone time with Jason...
A/N: the song that Trisha sang was "Hear Me" by Kelly Clarkson
Once we were in the back yard, I asked them, "What is wrong with you two? I...." OWWWWWWW! They had to scream... and they had to make me come along. "Dudes... not cool." I said. Jordie pulled me into a hug.
And with that, Jordie stomped back into the house. We followed her, firstly to make sure that she didn't do anything stupid, and secondly, because it had started raining, and Hayley and I didn't want to ruin our hair. We walked back into the kitchen with the guys still waiting on us to eat. They're all gentlemen, albeit, Shane was getting a little impatient. "We ready to eat yet?" Nate smacked him on the back of the head. "Dude! Impatient much?" He asked. "Seriously, Trish, can we eat? I'm hungry!" Jordie whined. I rolled my eyes. "You're always hungry." I stated. Jordie shrugged. "So what? I still look good." She said smugly. I could have sworn that I heard Shane say 'she sure does.' Ohhh, I smell love in the making!!
"Okay, let's eat before it gets cold!" I announce. Everyone else got in line to fix their plate while I grabbed two extra plates and glasses for Shane and Nate. "Here ya go ,boys!" We all gathered around the table. Jason and myself, then Jordie and Shane, followed by Nate and Hayley. We spent the next hour, eating and getting to know each other, and it stopped raining before we finished. Both Shane and Jordie and Hayley and Nate started getting cozy during lunch.
"Of COURSE it's okay with us! Hang, if you wanna stay here, that's fine too!" Jordie exclaimed. "Smooth, Vamp." Hayley said sarcastically, and then Jordie gave her 'the death glare.'
"I know, I'm like... a smooth criminal!" Shane just stared at her. "What? Is there something on my face?" Jordie asked. "You like Michael Jackson?" Shane asked slowly. "He's, like, super cramazing... of COURSE I like him... No... I idolize him!" Jordie added as an after thought. "Marry me?" Shane asked. Jordie giggled and rolled her eyes.
I burst out laughing when I heard Jordie speak again. With a thick and believable southern accent (and I know one when I hear it, spending several summers in Georgia), she said, "Why, Mr. Gray, I do declare!" She then proceded to playfuly slap his arm.
"What about you?" Jason pointed to the acoustic guitar that was set by the drum set. "May I?" "Of course." "A Barry Dudley?" he asked confused. "Yeah, I know the guy. Back when I was little, he dated and was engaged to my aunt and we, my brother and I, called him Uncle Barry. Later on, he started his own guitar shop in Atlanta and he's getting popular. And he made and sent me an custom acoustic guitar for my 20th birthday. It's my favorite." He started strumming the strings. "Wow, what sound. It's so pure." We went and sat on one of the couches. I leaned over and whisper-sang in his ear, "Sing sing to me" He laughed, then strummed and continued the song, "Sing me something I need, Sing new, sing good, God I wish that I could." we laughed. After we stopped, he started strumming 'Good to You'. "Is that going to be our song?" I asked. "I just feels right singing it to you." He leaned toward me and our lips almost touch when....
Since it was 10 am, and I knew I would sleep in until 2 if I tried to go back, I decided that I would go downstairs and make myself a nice steaming cup of coffee... and maybe some Cheerios... with strawberries... mmm... Breakfast. I got downstairs and smelled coffee. Mmm... wait... That is NOT a good sign. Someone was up. I glanced back at the stairs...
Okay, Trish. Either go back upstairs and sleep through the whole day or...
Face the screaming demons from hell. For some odd reason, I chose the later. (It was probably the smell of that wonderful black liquid that convinced me) Before walking into the kitchen, I took a deep breath, and then stepped in.