calpurnia

explanations

Hey y'all, it's Hannah Montana again. Before I begin this chapter, I'm dropping a new book, almost famous. BE EXCITED YOU GUYS.
You may read now.

i woke up, in the bus, jack was there, fully intact, in fact, everyone was. i had a nightmare, phew. "happy six months, cas" finn sat next to me with flowers in hand. "thank you" i said as i kissed his cheek. "where is the gig today?" i asked. "we have today off, to do whatever we want." finn said, winking, i pushed him away playfully. "not today senor woofers" i told him.
"fine, i want some (fu**) lunch. i'll be back." he said then he was off.
i pulled out (so jonathan how was the pull out *spits milk*) a book and read.

time tiddy skip

he came back with food as i finished the last page.
"ooh thank you." i said as he handed me a water bottle.
"so, what are we gonna do" i asked, putting a fry in my mouth.
"how am i supposed to know, you're the one who plans things." he said.
"maybe we could go to the theatre, i hear they're doing grease."
"ok sure."

time tiddy skip gazehoes

finn and i were on our way to the theatre, we both walk along the pavement, eatin burriotos and getting ready (reddie ahem) to see the show. we watch through it all, all two hours. "so how'd ya like it?" i asked. "it was good, but i'd rather see you in that full body latex suit." he replied. he had been making suggestive comments all day.

am i ready?