Fake I.D. (Tratie)

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17. Fake ID

"Hey, Katie!! Did you hear?!"

"What, Miranda?!" she asked her best friend.

"IAMEVE is playing in the pub next to the bar!!" Katie's eyes widen open and grin in happiness.

"We have to go!"

"You'd go alone... I promised Malcom I was visiting his family..." Miranda regretted it. Katie gasped and nodded.

"Don't worry... Next time, we'll go together" she promised, hugging her.

Hey, I've been driving all over town

On my cellphone wearin' it out

And I've finally tracked you down

"You have to be kidding me..." Katie groaned as she saw a warning at the pub's door. She pulled out her phone and made a quick phone.

"Hello?"

"Lou!! It's Katie!" she greeted her friend.

"Hey, Katie!! It's so loud!!" Lou-Ellen, her friend from years.

"I know!! I'm outside the pub!!"

"And why are you calling?!"

"I need your help..." she mumbled, though Lou knew exactly what she was asking.

"He's suppose to be in the ally... He's exactly like Connor" Katie thanked her and headed there.

Hey, everybody says you're the man

The final piece to my master plan

You got my world in the palm of your hand

Katie saw a boy standing between the shadows, leaning against the wall. Taking a deep breath, she approached him.

"Excuse me?" Katie called the guy, who stepped into the dim light. At first Katie thought she was looking at Connor Stoll, Lou-Ellen's boyfriend of two years. The guy was slightly taller, but had the same curly brown hair, the same mischievous smile and the same blue eyes.

"Do I know you? Wait... I do!!" the boy said, taking a step closer "You're friend with my brother's girlfriend, Lou-Ellen!!" Katie nodded, agreeing.

"I need your help..."

"I can see that... Travis is the name" he introduced himself.

"Katie Gardener"

Well I know that you got it

Come on and just sell it

Got the cash up in my pocket

You know I gotta get it

Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID

There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see

I got my money and you got what I need

Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID

"So, you need of my service?" Travis smiled, leaning against the wall.

"Well, yes" Katie agreed, looking around, a bit embarrassed.

"What do you need exactly?"

"A fake ID" Travis frowned at her.

"Thought you had 16" Katie hid a smile. She was pleased someone paid attention to her.

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