Chapter 6

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As it were only a few minutes to lift-off, I got somehow more and more panicked. I never flew before.

"Hey, you alright kid?" Mike asked me, a little concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just my first time on a plane," he nodded and gave me a lollipop.

"Here, take this and close your eyes. I'll tell you when to open them up again, okay?"

"Okay."

"Hey, Liz," he patted my shoulder. "You can open them up again. We're in the air," He pointed to the window.

"Wow," I gasped. Outside the window I saw clouds and the ground - which was far away...very far away. I faced him again. He grinned and leaned back. I took out my sketch pad and started to draw him. He didn't really notice, until I had to bend down to get my rubber that fell down.

"Wow, that's pretty good. May I?" he pointed on my sketch pad. I nodded.

"Who's that?" he showed me a pic of my parents - my real ones.

"My real parents," I said. "They died in a car crash when I was little."

"Hey, that's us!" he said, amused. I drew the band how I remember them after my first concert when they performed King For A Day. "Hey, Tre, Billie look at that!" he said,  giving them the pad.

"Hey, that's me!" Tre nearly screamed.

"That's great!" They seemed to like it. "Do you also paint, like with colours and so on?" Billie gave me my pad back.

"Yeah, I do. Here," I gave him my phone with the pictures on it. My paintings were sad - they showed a little girl with a teddy bear in her hand, being scared of two big, scarring faces. Or a big, beautiful butterfly, in a small, old glass. But they seemed to like it. I felt happiness come up in me - my idols like my paintings! I leaned back and fell asleep - not having nightmares.

"Where the f-"

"We're in London, at the hotel," Tre said. I looked around. I was lying in a big bed, Tre standing in front of me. "You're pretty light. Usually I don't let my pets sleep in my bed," he said laughing.

"Oh shut up," I threw a pillow right into his face.

"Oh, you get that back!" He threw it back. I threw two. He threw all of them back. We started to throw with pillows and pullovers, until Mike and Billie came in. I accidentally threw the pillows at them. Of course, they did hit it back. Tre came in the bed and started me tickle very bad, because of that, I started to laugh very hysterically, while the others threw pillows at us. We didn't stop until some guy came in and asked us, why we're so loud.

"So, we've got a whole day. What do you wanna do?" Billie asked me.

"Me? I don't know. I've never been to London."

"How 'bout some sightseeing?" Mike suggested.

"Let us do something more funny, like Rollercoasterdriving!" Tre screamed.

We decided to go rollercoasterdriving and then to a McDonalds.

Afterwards we needed to go shopping - Tre destroyed my vest and I've had no other one with me.

"You know where we can find her some changing booth?"

"Like, on the street?" Billie said confused.

"I mean for money - I've got only euros with me."

"Oh, you mean a currency exchange office."

"Yeah."

"I don't know, but I'm gonna pay for that vest."

"But I'm not your child."

"I know. But I've got boys, and boys usually don't go, like, really shopping, y'know," he grinned at me. We went into some skate shop and I picked a way-too-big black vest.

"Hey Lassie, when's your birthday?" Tre shouted through the shop.

"I'm not your dog! It's in September."

"You're getting a skateboard from me!"

"No! I can't even skate!"

"Not my problem," And that's it - I've got a vest and a really expensive skateboard. After that we were bumming around through shops (and mostly complaining how slutty the clothing was). 

The next shop we went in was a music store. It had a lot of beautiful, expensive guitars. Billie gave me a black Fender western guitar. It was beautiful.

"What other song by us you know how to play?"

"21 guns."

"Go on."

"Here?" I felt how I turned red.

"Why not?" He smiled at me. As I started to play, Billie joined me in.

*BILLIE'S POV*

After the song, I was again impressed by that girl. She had really a great voice and her drawings were too great. The pictures of her paintings made me sad. It was out of question-she draws what she has experienced. The picture of the little girl (in which I nearly recognized Liz) with the two faces remembered me of the song ¿Gloria? [Little Girl].

In the evening, when we came back to the hotel, she asked me all of a sudden where in Poland we would play. After I told her, she seemed a bit sad and went off to talk on the phone.

I heared little parts of a conversation, half in German, half in some other language. And then I heard a smash.

"Liz?!" I shouted over to her.

"Fuck!"

"Lassie, what happened?" Tre ran over there.

"I tried that new skateboard - and fell down. Like always," she said, with a little grin. She drove right into some flowers and the whole water poured over her. I had to laugh, too.

While she was changing, I unpacked the guitar that I bought at that shop. I wanna give it to Liz. She's so talented...

*LIZ' POV*

After I changed, I opened the window and burned a cigarette.

"Sweet nicotine," I mumbled. I couldn't believe, how my life changed. On one day I'm beaten to shit, and the other I'm in London with my favorite band, and their drummer calling me his dog.

"Hey, Liz," I heard Billies voice from behind me.

"Hey."

"I've got there something for you. But you gotta come in," I nodded and threw the cig away. "Here, that's for you. You deserve it," he gave me the guitar I played at the shop. Tears started to run down my cheeks. "Hey, something's wrong?"

"I- I- Thank you," I got out and hugged him. "You're the first three people, who ever gave me so much happieness and great times," He patted my back. I saw somewhere Mike and Tre, went over to them and hugged them too.

We all went early to bed. in Tre's room there were two beds. I layed down in the one I woke up. Tre came and kissed my forehead.

"Try to get some good sleep, Lassie," he smiled at me.

"Night, Tre."

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