Chapter 18 - Rocky Jr

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Katie P.O.V :*

They finished up Say You'll Stay and started playing Loud.

I sat down on the couch next to Ryland and watched them play.

"Okay, if you could have one super power, what would it be and why?" He asked.

"Shape shifting, because I could turn into a bird and fly away." I shrugged.

"Wow, I never thought of that." He smiled.

"What about you?"

"Maybe mega strength because... Well, I guess it's kinda obvious." He laughed.

"Haha, that would be pretty cool." I smiled.

"Yup, but I'm pretty ripped already." He grinned flexing his biceps.

"Sure..." I laughed, poking his arms.

They weren't actually that bad.

"Hmm. Impressive."

"Hey guys!"

"Ashley!" I grinned.

She held a small schipperke puppy close to her chest. It was the size of her hand.

"Oh my god." Ross squealed, putting his guitar down.

"It's so cute, what's it's name?" Riker grinned, scratching under its chin.

"Well, I want to call it either Cooper or Amarzia but my sister really wants to call it Rocky."

"Oh! That would be the cutest thing ever." Rocky smiled as she handed the dog to him.

"Hey, Rocky." He smiled at the dog.

"How about Rocky Jr." Ross suggested.

"Perfect." Ashley smiled.

"I swear that that is the cutest dog I have ever seen!" Rydel squealed.

"I know right!" She grinned.

"Does Rocky Jr wanna come watch us play?" Ross asked in a cute voice.

"Yes, you do, yes, you do!" He grinned.

I swear the dog smiled at him.

"Who's a good boy?" He grinned.

He barked and whimpered at him.

"You're a good boy!" He climbed into Ross' arms and licked his face.

"Eww!" He laughed.

"I gotta go take him for a walk, I'll be back soon." Ashley smiled.

Ross handed him back and pouted.

"I'll miss you." Ross sighed, watching Ashley walk away.

"I'll come." Rocky smiled, following her.

"Okay, back to work." Riker smiled, picking up his bass.

"Wait, Rocky's gone. We need someone who can play guitar and sing." Rydel pointed out.

Everyone looked at me and smiled.

"What?" I asked.

"Take his place!" Ratliff said.

"Umm, sure. I guess." I shrugged, walking over to their set.

"What song?" I asked, picking up Rocky's guitar.

It was a little too big for me.

"Here Comes Forever." Riker suggested.

"Sounds good." I smiled.

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