Lisa
As I stared at the screen, I couldn't help but admire how elegant she looked. I was so distracted looking at Jennie that I completely missed my part of the interview. Actually, maybe that wasn't such a bad thing. It was bad enough that I had to go through it once, right?
When the show cut to commercials, Bambam turned the television off. Mina and Bambam both turned to me slowly. I pretended not to notice and turned to Joseph, "So, Joe, how's the family?"
Bambam leaped for me, grabbing my shoulders, "Lisa! What the hell? Since when were you a lesbian!"
Joe jumped out of his seat but I put a hand to stop him. I wriggled out of Bambam's grip, "I don't know what I am, so, for now, I'm not going to label myself. But I do know that I like Jennie." I mean I wasn't technically lying, right? Jennie's pretty cool. "I mean, do I have to tell you what my sexual orientation is? You didn't come out and tell me that you were straight or anything." I don't know why I was getting so worked up, I wasn't even into women.
His eyes and his mouth were wide open and if this were any other situation I would've laughed at his face because he looked ridiculous.
"If you ask me, I don't know what she's doing with you, she could do soooooo much better." Mina commented as she checked her nails.
'Well, bitch, no one asked you' is what I really wanted to say but I know it would've started a fight and Bambam would've yelled at me again for being mean to his girlfriend.
Instead, I put on a sweet smile, "Well if you ask me, I think you should get a paper bag for your personality because it's hideous."
She clenched her jaw, "What do you know? I'm definitely a keeper."
"Yeah, in the basement." I retorted back. I heard Joe cough out a laugh.
"Baaaaaabe!" She whined to Bambam. Her voiced grated against my eardrums.
God, she's so annoying, how does Bambam put up with this?
"Lisa's being mean again."
Normally, Bambam would have moderated our fights but he was unusually quiet. I turned to him and found him staring at me. "Is it true, Lisa?"
I raised an eyebrow at him, "Of course it's true." It sucked that I had to lie to him but I signed a contract. "You saw me do the interview."
He exhaled as if he was still trying to wrap his head around it but he pulled me into a hug, "Well, then I'm happy for you." He pulled away slightly and smiled down at me, "So, when can I meet her? I have to give her the mandatory best friend talk."
I pushed him away, "In that case, never." We laughed.
The door opened again and a handful of men walked into the bar.
"Excuse me, gentlemen, we're not open yet."
They ignored me and continued walking in, moving tables and chairs out of the way.
"Oh right, I forgot to tell you that Teddy wants to build a stage." Bambam said.
"A stage? For what?"
"The bar is going to try live music. Business hasn't been booming lately, you know with bartenders beating up customers and stuff." he teased.
I rolled my eyes at his joke, "And Teddy thinks that live music will help that?"
"Think about it, local bands will bring in their own fan base while also giving themselves exposure. It's a win-win situation."
I crossed my arms over my chest. As a musician myself, I was thrilled that the bar was doing something like this. But if it didn't work out and it would hurt the business more than help it, I couldn't help but worry about Teddy. It was all he had left after his wife passed on a couple of years ago.
