Down The Rabbit Hole

TWELVE

"Is that like the name of your band or something?" Davy asked.

"Kind of if I had one." I said.

"That's a Groovy name baby just groovy." Micky said.

"I can dig it it's got a nice ring to it too." Peter said smiling.

"So do you play?" Davy asked.

"I play a little bit of everything." I said.

"But I mostly like to write my own stuff mainly poems though." I added.

They are stared at me with wide eyes.

"What?!" I said starting to feel uncomfortable.

They stayed that way for what felt like ages before turning away none of them spoke awhile afraid to say anything.

"Well it's just you don't look like the type to ya know create." Peter said.

"My mother makes me wear these clothes, it's understandable for you to think that." I said shrugging.

"Do ya have any of your stuff with ya?" Micky asked with excitement like I was hording a top secret file I was about to let him read.

"Yes but they're not very good." I said handing over my notebook.

"We'll be the judge of tha' love." said Davy.

" 'Sides you can't think they're so terrible if you don't give 'em a chance first." Mike said.

He's right, he's absolutely right I should follow his advice haha like that lady in Royal Flush did then one day I'll own the hotel. I thought myself but ended up laughing at it out loud.

All four looked at me with confused eyes.

"Uhm I remembered something funny off a TV show I watched." I explained what happened and they all bursted into laughs.

"That's hilarious! You mean to tell me the guy told this cleaning lady to get plenty of ruffage in her diet and one day she'd own the hotel?" Micky asked between laughs.

"Yes." I said.

"And then she actually owns the hotel?" Mike said still trying to control his laughter.

"Uh huh, but it was a joke he was being a smart Alec and she took him seriously!" I said trying to stifle my own giggles.

"I bet his face was priceless wasn't it?" Davy asked still trying to suppress his giggles.

"Oh very and he tried it to but at never worked for him." I said.

"What a drag." Peter said giggling.

"You know these are really good songs." Micky said handing back my notebook.

"Yeah did ya ever think of startin' a band?" Mike asked.

"No no no I'm terrified of the spotlight I'll stick to writing someone else can play it." I said.

"How about us?" Peter asked.

"Oh Fraptious day, the Monkees wanting to play my songs?!" I thought in my head.

I've must've been quiet for too long cause all of a sudden Davy was looking worried.

Oh dammit I must've spaced out again. Tomorrow I'm gonna eat more fruit before school. I really need to stop spacing out. Oh man can you imagine if I did this in traffic? I can see it now: 'Local space case causes pile up on the South Bridge'

"Guys I think we lost her." Davy said.

"What did you do?" Mike said looking at Peter.

"Nothing I just asked if we could play her songs and she zoned out." Peter said defending himself.

"Aw Pete you know you can't just ask people that, we aren't famous you know." Micky said.

"Yeah Peter she might be in shock, hey, hey miss are you okay?" Mike asked.

"Yeah c'mon love, snap out of it." Davy said waving his hand in my face.

Yep I'm definitely spaced out again they look really worried. Wonder how I look, probably like a dumbass with drool even coming out of my mouth. Oh god!

I came to quickly checking myself for drool and told them yes they could play my songs. They were in shock they weren't expecting that.