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Chapter Six

Emily's POV:




We drove back to Katherine's with the back seat of my car loaded with clothes and school supplies, plus Katherine had bought some exchangable lip rings. I got a nose stud, just like I had always wanted. When we walked inside, her Mom was cooking dinner and we gently greeted her, then ran to the living room to organize our supplies.




Katherine filled her black and purple backpack with her folders, notebooks, pens, pencils, and whatever else we bought her. I did the same with my stuff, and then we divided up our clothing so we each had the stuff we had bought ourselves. I wanted to sleep at Katherine's house again, but I decided I should check in on Adam and Tommy.




How strange it feels to say "Check in on Adam and Tommy."




It was a dream come true.




I alerted Katherine's mom that I would be out until eight or nine and to not wait up for me. She nodded and I ran out the door and began driving towards the hotel. I wished I had one of their phone numbers so I could text them a heads up to be sure they were actually there in the first place.




When I reached the Holiday Inn, I called up to their room and sure enough, they were there. I ran up and knocked on their door. Adam opened and he was in a black tshirt and skinny jeans, which completely caught me off guard because I was not expecting him to be so causually dressed. He smirked and hugged me. I had to catch my breath; I still wasn't used to the physical touch from a pop star, much less Adam Lambert.




"What's up Emily?" Tommy shouted from the living room.




"Oh the usual...did some shopping, got a piercing, nothing major," I joked.




They both gasped and looked at my stud.




"That is so sick! It completely suits your personality," Tommy complimented. I blushed and Adam agreed that it looked nice. I sat down on Adam's bed and both the guys sat next to me.




"What should we do?" I asked as we flipped through the tv channels.




An awkward silence filled the room, "Well we could go swimming," Adam suggested.




I laughed, "Well I don't exactly have a swimming suit here...and I don't know if I should go swimming anyways..." I reactionarily pulled my sleeves of my sweatshirt down over my wrists. I always had to be hiding something from the people I loved. I hated it.




Tommy giggled, "Yeah I suppose we probably should have texted you or something to tell you to bring a suit."




I pulled out my phone, "Do you want my number?" I asked both of them. They nodded excitedly and pulled their phones out, writing my name and number in their phones, and I wrote theirs in mine. Happiness swept over me. Now I can contact both of them whenever I felt like it.










Adam's POV:




Before Emily had arrived, I was on the verge of making a move on Tommy. Now, I almost wished she would leave, but that would be rude. I sat happily next to her and continued flipping through the channels until I could find something interesting on TV, which I hadn't been sucessful at. We ended up driving downtown with her to a bar we found on the way to the mall.

Most of the people there weren't straight, which made me feel slightly more comfortable than being at a regular bar. I bought a few beers and handed one to Emily.

"Wanna try some? Its pretty good," I asked.

She nodded excitedly and took a sip. I watched her expression, eagerly waiting her reaction. She puckered a little bit, then softly said, "that's good..."

Tommy laughed at her and chugged half his bottle of beer. I sipped a bit and looked around. There were only a few other people there, who I assumed were couples, and they were much to busy and way to drunk to be sociable with. We took a seat at the bar and chatted about life. Emily started looking a little bit tipsy and slurred her speech, but she insisted she was completely fine, so she had another.




Emily's POV:

I knew by the second drink I was over-done and would have to text Katherine to say I was staying at the hotel. I didn't want to appear in front of her mother drunk. I found the place getting more crowded by the minute and soon, there were gays grinding me whenever I stood to use the bathroom or get another drink. One guy, who most likely wasn't gay, was constantly staring at me and I started to like it.

"I'll be..right back..." I slurred as I walked over to him.

He smiled a devilish grin, "Hi there."