Crash ~Justin Bieber~

Chapter 88 ~ A Little Sip Of Happy, Part 2

(Randy's POV)

"Randy, can I borrow your bath robe?"

"I don't have a bath robe Dale"

"Then whose bath robe is this?"

Dale strolled out of the bathroom wearing a pink robe that was initialed 'R.G'. It was Rachel's and she'd probably kill me for it, but I definitely wasn't going to ask him to take it off.

"Go - and kill - Matt!" Justin shoved me, "These people need to leave! And now! I just caught Nigel going through Rachel's underwear drawer"

"How the hell do you know where Rachel's underwear drawer is?"

"I didn't until he showed me! And he showed me four times Randy! Four - freaking- times! Nearly five - but then I threatened him, and he played dead until I walked away!"

"Make room!" Father Jerry came shoving into the basement. He was carrying a mattress right over his head, and showing clear proof that he had plans to stay the night too.

"Ow!" a table bumped into my leg, "What the hell are you doing?!"

"We need some room on the floor" a red-headed girl answered, "And are your bed sheets safe to use? Because I heard you're a man-whore and I don't want to catch any sexually transmitted diseases"

"That would involve you sleeping with me you dumb bitch lunatic - "

"Just spray them down with this" Father Jerry chucked over a spray bottle, "It's full of Holy water and Angel sweat. It should do the trick. But hurry things up Miranda! In five minutes I'm hosting a compulsory prayer circle!"

And then I saw it. Clearly printed on the priests chest.

"Justin..."

"Yeah man?"

"Why the hell is father Jerry wearing a t-shirt that says 'Pray for Randy'? And... and why the hell is everyone else?"

It was like an army of pink t-shirts, and on the centre was a badly photoshopped image of me as Jesus on the cross.

"He's handing them out" Justin told me, "He's got bumper stickers too..."

"Ow!" I yelled again.

"Sorry" Miranda rolled her eyes, "But can you please move?"

"No!"

"ATTENTION SLUMBER PARTY INHABINENTS!!" Dale stood on a couch and yelled, "I've found a copy of Sex in the City season two!! I repeat - I've found a copy of Sex in the City season two!!! So gather around and be Merry!! Mrs. Green is making us popcorn!!!"

"Woohooo!!" a round of cheers ensued.

"Quickly! Get the front row!"

"I wish I had a jacket. It's cold in here"

"Just borrow Randy's. He doesn't mind"

"Yes - Yes I do! And ow!!!"

I couldn't even walk around the basement without falling over. It had become so crowded that Jazzy Bieber was the only one who could move. And she had gone completely psycho. Rachel had given her a bag of gummie bears before she left, and she was so high on sugar that nobody could catch her.

"She's fine" Justin shrugged, "She just needs to run it off"

"Justin, she's half naked and yelling bubalow at the top of her lungs...."

"Yeah - but look - she's so happy"

"Pray for Randy T-shirts - five dollars!!" Father Jerry yelled, "Pray for Randy!! Right over here!"