"I'VE GOT IT!" I suddenly yelled into the silent car. We were on the way to the beach in Alan's 4x4. We had been driving in silence, Austin and Alan in the front and Tino Phil and I in the back with me in the middle cause - and I quote Alan here- *puts on British accent* 'you have the smallest... Arse'.
"you've got what woman?" Austin said turning to face me
"an idea" I said with an over exaggerated wink and a giant grin
"right everybody run for cover" Alan said "her plans are always..." he paused for effect to find the right word "explosive. This one time when we were about 7 she had this plan that she could bribe aliens wi-"
"okay I really don't think they want to hear about our childhood Alan" I Said cutting him off
"no no we want to hear" Tino said leaning forward
"no but you don't and Alan's driving wouldn't want to distract him" I said
"Alan can multitask can't you Alan?" Austin asked innocently grinning back at me
"yeah come on Alan tell us a story" Phil said before I stuck my elbow in his ribs
"story! Story! Story!" Austin, Phil and Tino began a chant like the children they are, they even began bouncing in their seats.
"ever wonder why none of you have girlfriends?" I yelled over their chant, they each looked to each other "No!" they all said at once before bursting into laughter like teenage girls
"Alan's Ginger so he can't it's social protocol" Tino said
"Phil's too shy to be noticed by girls" said Alan
"Austin's too tall and makes girls look short and they feel silly standing next to him" said Phil
"and Tino farts too much" said Austin
"hey what you mean by that? there is no such thing as too much when it comes to farting! Its natural, just becasue im not a girl like you 3!" Tino asked defensively "I'll poke my drumsticks in your eyes if you're not careful" I couldn't help but laugh at the bizarre threat.
Before long we were parked up outside a tattoo parlor "I can't believe someone else is going to tattoo me" I muttered under my breath
"someone other that your artist?" Austin asked
"someone other than myself or Lex"
"yourself?" Phil looked mighty concerned
"lex and I own a tattoo parlour back home" I said slowly "I thought you knew"
"what no! Hey Tino Matt's a tattoo artist" Phil yelled at his best friend
who then almost choked on his drink "what?!" he yelled back "no wonder she's so fucking good at drawing"
Alan then chose his moment to come back onto the scene "why are we all staring at Matt?" he asked turning to me and joining in
"did you know she was a tattoo artist?" Austin asked Alan still getting over the fact
"ah you and lex still holding up The Fort? Good on ya" Alan said with a smile
"YOU KNEW!" all 3 of his band mates exclaimed
"well fo'sho I'm his freaking best friend why is this such a surprise that 1 I'm a tattoo artist and 2 Alan knows?" I felt like yelling but I didn't
"I just thought he'd tell us he told us you were a shop owner" Phil said in disbelief
"I didn't know if The Fort was still up and running" Alan said
"so much confidence in my life skills Ashby" I shook my head
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Note what's writen in red.- An Of Mice & Men BandFiction
Teen FictionMatt's best friend hasnt seen her in 3 years when she flys to meet him and the rest of his band only chous can erupt. [a/n its started as a Cashby fasnfic but it changed as I wrote]
