"Jemma" lars screamed.
"what" I yelled back.
"Go find James!"
"Why can't you?"
"Cuz I asked if u could" lars said as he entered the room.
"But-" I started to say before I was rudely interrupted my lars
"No buts" he said
"Fine" I said as I hobbled over to my crutches.
My leg was broken because Kirk "accidently" slammed the door on my leg.....I'm not positive it was accidental though.
Being the sister of lars Ulrich means Im with the band as much as he is, and having a crush on James Hetfield don't really help. I know that may seem like a lot to take in at once, I mean hanging out with the band is a normal thing for me now.
"JAMES" I yelled at I walked around the studio.
"JAMES"
"JAMES ALAN HETFIELD, GET UR ASS OUT HERE NOW" i yelled as i opened the door to go outside as I saw him through the window, only to find him pissing outside inn a bush.
"Calm ur tits Jenna" James said.
"No, I will not 'calm my tits' and why are u pissing outside, there is a perfect in working order toilet right inside that door, and ur late to ur fucking job." I ramble on.
"How late?" James asked
"Like 45 minutes late"
" Oh shit" he said as he ran into the building me trailing behind like a stray puppy.
