Bury the hatchet?

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

After dying my hair I waited for the dye to set in, I walked into the living room and sat next to Jacky who was the lead guitarist for Ronnie's band and one of my closest friends.

"Hey grumpy guts Whatcha up to?" Jacky chirped, his ascent was mesmerising and cheered me up no matter what mood I was in.

"Nothing much Brit just waiting to wash the dye out" I pointed to my hair which was in two bunches, I heard Jacky snigger. "Yes I'm well aware how stupid I look but I can't look fabulous all the time can I?" Jacky chuckled, we continued our little banter session until he had to call his girlfriend Leah, they were the cutest couple around seriously, Jacky had liked Leah about 2 years before they got together all thanks to yours truly. But yeah I was so happy for him.

About 15 minutes later Derek told me that we were going out to some restaurant for a sort of welcome to the tour party thing which meant Craig would be there, which as you may of guessed I wasn't too happy about.

I washed the dye out my hair, blow dried and styled it and got my makeup done all in time, I changed into the clothes which I had picked out eariler (on the side). I waited for the guys who were yet again rushing arround and running late. I heard the door knock knowing who it was I got up and opened the door to see the members of ETF standing there with huge smiles on their faces; we’ll all accept Craig but whatever.

"AMBER!" Max yelled throwing his arms around me engulfing me in a huge bear hug I hugged him back saying hi, I said hey to everyone else including Craig who didn't respond which I didn't take any notice of to be honest, pathetic man.

"Any of you want a drink before we go out?" I asked the guys they shook their heads saying they'd wait until we got to the restaurant.

I joined the guys who were in a lively conversation about their new album, they were thinking of an album title. They never stopped working toward the band everyday was work for them. 20 minutes later we were on our way to the restaurant, everyone except Craig was talking and socialising with one another.

"TJ?" I called; he slowed down to walk at my slow pace.

"Yeah hun?"

"What's up with misery guts over there?" I asked as quietly as I could but I think he still heard me, oh well.

"If I'm honest I don't know he's been off all day we got back to the bus after last night’s show and he was in the foulest mood ever, we've just ignored him all day it'll blow over no need to worry your pretty little head about it okay?" He said ruffling my hair.

"Hey!" I exclaimed "that took time to style and you screwed it up!" I flattered my hair down and gave TJ evils who was smirking "meanie." I mumbled before ruffling his hair.

"Bitch!"

"You called?" He didn't reply, he just gave me a jokey harsh look before sorting his hair out. We carried on play fighting until we got the restaurant.