Nirvana: Live in Aberdeen

Chapter 7

(Kurt's POV)

"Mama! Mama Frances! Mama! Help Mama! Mary!"

"HELLO, KRIS?"

"HI JOHN. CAN'T TALK SORRY!"

"Krist? Hey Krist, why are you yelling? Krist?" I said groggily.

I sat up and Krist was running across the ice with something in his hands. It looked about the size of a person and it wasn't moving.

Mama Frances, Mary, and Mr. Mustache walked over to him as he lay the body on the cold cement as the four of them surrounded the body. Mama was telling Krist something and he was nodding. Then he turned and ran towards me. He slipped and fell and I snickered. This was why we were friends. He got up and walked over to me.

"Listen. I was getting some coffee and I found her half  frozen leaning against a dumpster. Mama, Mustache, and Mary are gonna take her up to the house and fix her up. Mama wanted you to know."

"What's her name?" I asked.

"Olivia."

"Nice name."

"Yeah, well you can go and see her if you want before they take her up but I'm gonna go pick up Brit. Remember practice tonight." he said.

"Of course."

and he walked up the hill.

(Brit's POV)

*Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong*

"Krist?"

"In the flesh."

I opened the door. For living under a bridge, he cleans up well. He's wearing a black dress shirt, black jeans (ironed and unripped), and a brown leather belt. Now I feel over dressed. I'm in a midnight blue night gown.

"Shall we?" He said and stuck his arm out.

"Delighted." I said.

We both laughed and got in his car.

(Kurt's POV)

I went over to see her. She was asleep. But she was beautiful.

"Olivia." Mr. Mustache said.

"Krist told me."

"Good boy, that Krist." and he walked away.

I walked back to the tent and looked in my notebook. Below About a Girl I saw a note.

"Awesome job Kurt, love it."

                  Krist and Mama and George and John and Mary and Kayla and Robert.

huh.