gasoline // c.c + a.b ON HOLD

Chapter Three

A/N so i was supposed to go to an against the current concert last week but my ride ended up not being able to go the day of so i couldnt go either. r.i.p my sanity. picture is christina's room.
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Christina laid on her bed, her elbows propping her up as she scrolled mindlessly through tumblr. She kept glancing at the bag of whatever it was Andy had gotten her from that store the other day. She hadn't opened it yet because she was still in the process of unpacking all of her stuff, which wasn't a lot but she was also the queen of procrastination. It's not like there's a bunch of poisons snakes in it, what's keeping you from opening the bag Christina?

Rolling off of her bed, she walked over to the dresser and opened up the bag, a small smile forming it's way onto her lips as she saw the shirt she wasn't able to buy along with a leather jacket that had some spikes on it. Why would he get me this? Doesn't he hate my guts? Shaking the thoughts away, Christina hung the jacket up along with the shirt before looking at her hair and let out a sigh. Christina grabbed her phone off of the bed and sent a quick text to her friend Juliet, telling her to come over.

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Hearing the doorbell ring through the house, Christina quickly ran down stairs and got to the door after shouting "I got it" about five hundred times at the guys who were all sitting in the living room. As soon as the door opened Christina was engulfed in a bear hug from Juliet.

"Nice to see you too Jules," she said laughing as she stumbled back into the living room and pulled Juliet off of her.

"Sorry, it's just I don't get to see you much anymore, you isolated yourself from the entire world, Chrissy," she said jokingly scolding her but Christina knew she meant what she said.

"I know she's shut herself off from humanity. Well except for Anya. Someone has to make her go to work," Andy said, joining in their conversation, making Christina quiet down. Why does he always do that? "At least until recently. Did she tell you she quit?" He continued, smirking at Christina, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned against the wall.

"Yes actually, she quit so she could come work with me over the summer, I need a new merchandise girl. And she has her own band, they may not be that big but they still play around here every week," Juliet said, overly calm to him before turning back towards Christina. "Now let's go fix up whatever this is," she said and smiled at Christina as she held a strand of her hair, letting it go as they walked upstairs.

"I've never seen him look so speechless. That was amazing," Christina gasped as she tried to breathe. As soon as they got to her room, her and juliet both erupted into a fit of laughter.

"I know, I'm amazing," Juliet said and laughed a little more before standing up off the bed and walked over to the bag she had brought in with her that was filled with clothes and hair dyes. "Now, let's get to work."