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Monday, January 11th 1984.
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"Get up we gotta get to the hotel then the bar thing" I hear someone shake me, "the fuck?" I question, my blanket getting pulled off, "the fuck my ass get up val", it's Chris, "oh my gosh I'm up" I say, siting up, "good, now help me wake up Charles and Sydney" Chris smiles.

"Your rooming with kirk again, and lars and Charles, you will have like a queen bed with two twin beds" Chris says, I nodd and go over to Sydney.

"Don't even touch me I'm up" she mumbles, sitting up, "Jeez okay" I put my hands up, rubbing my eyes. I walk over to mh bunk and grab my socks from the corner of my bunk, slipping them on, "oh you're up" kirk smiles, with tea in his hand, "yea" I smile back.

"You drink tea?" I look at him confused, "yeah? Do you not like it" he asks, confused aswell, "no, it's just I've Never seen you drink tea" I laugh, "well I do, but comon we need to get to the hotel room" kirk says, I nodd, "everyone grab your stuff and get to your rooms, one of yall will know what your room number is" John yells from the outside of the bus.

Everyone gets off and grabs there things, thanking the buss driver aswell.
"Hey roomies" lars goes up behind me and kirk, "fuck" kirk mumbles, "hi lars, Charles" I smile at the half awake Charles, "what's over room number?" Lars asks, "302" kirk says, we start walking to the hotel, grabbing 4 keys and going to our room.

Lars talks the whole way walking, kirk looks annoyed and Charles looks like he wants to sleep.

"We have to be down by 5" kirk looks at everyone, "what time is it right now?" Charles asks, "uh 3:39" kirk says, looking at his watch.

"I'm going to sleep, wake me up at 4:30" Charles says, putting his stuff on the floor by his bed and flopping on his bed, "such a smelly hotel" lars says, sitting on his bed, "I'm bored" lars says, "sucks, shut up though" I smile at him, he looks at me offended.

"Kirk! Your girlfriend is being rude!" He says, kirk shrugs at him, "ugh, whatever" lars groans, going to turn on the tv.

I grab my clothes to go shower, I look at kirk and see him lip "don't leave me with him", I tilt my head for him to come with me in the bathroom, "kirk where are you going" lars asks, "to the bathroom" kirk says, "with val?" Lars questions.

"He sits outside of the shower while I shower, like he doesn't shower with me, he just sits there on the sink or something" I shrug, lars looks at us weird, "so he sees you naked?" Lars questions, "no, he doesn't watch me" I laugh, lars nodds and smirks at kirk.

God that man scares me.

I shrug and go to the bathroom, kirk behind me, "turn" I say, he turns to the wall, covering his eyes.

I do whatever and get into the shower, turning it to find the right temperature, "thank you, I did not wanna be alone out there with him" kirk laughs, "yea, I don't blame you" I laugh with him, I wash my hair, "ow shit" I say, getting soap in my eye.

"Whats wrong" kirk asks, "I got soap in my eye" I groan, "here" kirk passes me a hand towl, "thanks" I say, trying to wipe my eye and get it to stop hurting.

I hear lars singing, it sounds like he's singing something from grease, "your the one that I want, ooh, ooh" he sings, "oh what the fuck" I say, laughing.

"Hes done this so much, don't even be surprised" kirk laughs, "lord he sounds like a Muppet" I say, "he definitely does" kirk says, chuckling at it. ((Ew that sounds werid))
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I get out of the shower, obviously kirk facing the wall, I change into a shirt that has a picture of a clown on it and blue jeans, "you can look now" I tell kirk, he turns to me confused, "though you didn't like clowns?" He asks, "okay I don't, but I like the shirt" I look at the shirt, "okay then" kirk shrugs.

I grab my make-up bag and put on the usual, concealer, mascara, smudged black eyeshadow, eyeliner on my waterline. "You know, you look pretty with or without the makeup" kirk looks at me smiling, playing with the concealer.

"Well, thank you kirk, I just think it makes me pop out on stage you know?" I say, smiling at him, "yeah I guess so, but I think you stand out ethier way" he smiles at me, putting the concealer back.

"Can you love birds hurry up I gotta piss" lars bangs on the door, "yeah yeah I'm done etheir way" I say, picking up my dirty clothes, opening the door, "oh you did your makeup that's why" lars looks, "okay move though" lars pushs threw, shutting the door on me and kirk, I put everything in my suitcase and go to look at what lars is playing on the tv.

"Grease just finished aw" I say, "couldn't tell by him not singing every song?" Kirk laughs, "well I was hoping he just didn't wanna see" I say, "yea yea" kirk says.

Lars comes out of the bathroom, "you sing loud" I say, he glares at me, "my singing is beautiful, be thankfull" lars crosses his arms, "yea totally greatfull" I roll my eyes, turning threw two channels on the tv.

"Forgetting we only have two channels?" Kirk looks at me, "yes, I usually have 3" I say, "one more then two, big deal" lars laughs, I glare at him, "shut it" I say.

"My bad my bad" lars puts his hands up, "oo the outsiders are on" I say, "what you think there cute or somthing" lars laughs, "no" I flip him off, kirk glares at lars.

"Uh should we wake up charles?" Kirk asks, "uh yeah probably" I shrug, staring at the tv, "I'll do it" kirk says, going over and shaking Charles.

Goodluck to him.

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Do yall like long or short chapters? This is a 1047 word one without this part, so would yall Want me to make more like this or keep with 600-700 long ones?

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