Chapter 6

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Two days after graduation, George was still thinking of what him and natalie did on graduation night. They had gone to the bowling alley and watched The Notebook at George's house, though George could hardly pay attention due to Natalie's captivating beauty. And when he brought her home, they almost kissed on the porch, but Natalie grew nervous and walked inside. As George reflected on that night, Dale pulled a brand new tour bus into his driveway. Whitney, George's hairdresser, friend, and also Dale's older sister, and George stood on the sidewalk by the driveway staring at the beautiful bus as it pulled in. It was black with flames on the side and the giant letters, GT, intertwining by the ends on both sides. As the band members showed up, George finished packing. The house was bustling with people trying to pack the tour bus to leave. Natalie called George as he was shoving the bags in the storage compartment on the bus. George pulled his phone out and answered. "Hello!" He said in his normal cheery tone. "Hey!" Natalie said. "Are you busy right now?" She asked. Whitney walked over to help George shove some bags in the compartment. "Uh, just a little," George said, forcing the bag in the space. He got it in and closed the door. "Are you packing? I can come by and help if you'd like," Natalie said, wishing to see him before the concert later that day. "Sure! You can swing by!" George said happily. "I'll be there soon," She said eagerly. George hung up and went to open the bus doors, but it wouldn't open. He tried again, but they wouldn't budge. "Dale, did you lock the doors on the bus?" George asked. "Yes, I did because I wanted to see your face when you saw the inside," Dale explained. George got a worried look on his face. "Don't worry. It's nothing bad," Dale said, unlocking the bus doors. He led George and Whitney up the stairs. When they got inside, they're jaws dropped at how nice it was. The walls were made of real oak wood. The floor was carpet and tile. It had a full size refrigerator and a private master bedroom with it's own bathroom and bath tub for George with bunks outside the room for the band members. In the living area it had a forty-five inch television and a dinner table that could fit up to five people. The seats were all real leather seats. "Hot damn!" George said in awe. The sound of a car door closing snapped George out of his amazement. He walked off the bus and saw Natalie. He wrapped her in a hug. She felt safe there in his arms as she took in his scent. He leaned back feeling like now was as good a time as any to tell her what he had been wanting to. "Natalie, cou-could I ask you a question?" He stuttered out. "Of course," she said with her beautiful heart melting smile. "Well, uh," he chuckled nervously. Natalie waited for what he was going to ask, hoping it was what she was thinking. "Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He managed to sputter out. Natalie felt as if her heart was a butterfly. "Yes," she said wrapping him in a hug. He breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped his arms around her, returning the hug. Morgan walked up with her jealousy flaring up. "Ahem!" She said, trying to catch George's attention. He turned and looked at her. "We have three hours before you perform in Beaumont. Ford Park is filling up with people, too," Morgan said. "Alright!" George turned to his new girlfriend, with stars in his eyes. "I'll see you in a few hours," he said, handing her front row tickets. He hugged her and rushed onto the bus. As the bus pulled out of the driveway, Natalie watched with that same heart fluttering feeling as her new boyfriend rode off to start his concert.

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