All of the Small Things

Chapter 14

"Hey Brady! Yeah, long time no see! So, I was gonna do a couple shows on the east coast, I know it's kind of last minute, but I was hoping maybe you and the boys would wanna get a little stage action?"

        I'm standing in the kitchen, I don't think Drake knows I heard. He's in the living room, I'm in the kitchen. He walks past the bar and see's me leaning on it. 

"Oh lord."

"Aha, what? Contrary to popular belief I have not forgotten about your music."

"Shit, well I just ruined the surprise. I was hoping that you'd go with me?"

        I sigh, "Drake, I have work to do, plus I don't even have enough money to pay for a hotel for wherever you're going."

"Well I'm sure Brady wouldn't mind us shacking up at his house. He lives alone."

"Wait, Brady who?"

"Uh, Brady from Late Nite Reading. Heard of 'em?"

"Yes, I have heard of him. You forget I was once a fanngirl, he still live in the cornfield state?" I say the last part after popping my mouth on a strawberry popsicle.  

"The cornfield state?"

"Heh, yeah, as in Indiana? Ever heard of it? It is one of the most forgotten states according to my 8th grade history teacher. Also, where I'm from."

"Damn, how'd I forget. And why do all you Indianians call it that?"

"Have you been there?"

"Gotcha."

"Okay, so if I do go, we can probably stay at my brothers house. He's pretty cool, and I haven't seen my babies in forever!"

"YOUR BABIES! SINCE WHEN DID YOU HAVE KIDS!"

"Calm down ya dorkalope. They're my nephews."

"Phew."

     

        The next moring I asked my manager if I could get a couple days off. She complied since I'm actually surprisingly a good worker, and haven't had a day off since I've been here. When I get home I see Drake packing. He jerks his head at the empty suitcase beside his packed one, silently asking if I'm going. I shake my head no, just to tease him. No words have been spoken since I got home, and it's a little too serious for me. 

        Drake looks up at me with saddened eyes. I couldn't do it. I burst out laughing and hugged him.

"Drake, I was just JOSHIN ya! I can go, now lets hurry up and pack!"

"That was NOT funny!"

"I mean I thought it was..."

        Drake gets that look in his eyes, the one where I know he's about to come and TICKLE ME! I hurry and run out of the room. He chases after me, both of us giggling the whole way. I beat him into our room and shut the door. We don't have a lock so I just continue on into the closet. I hear the door open just as I close the closet door. He starts to turn the knob, but before anything can happen I scream, "I'M NAKED! DON'T COME IN!"

         He yells, "I don't believe you!" In a laughing voice and barges in. He proceeds to tickle me. I hold in the urge to kick him, or pee. Somehow I get the upper hand and start in on him, and boy is he ticklish. He's rolling around the closet, trying to get me to stop, but I'm persistant in my tickling ways. He forms his hands into a T.

"Okay, STOP! STOP!" 

"Say I'm a little bitch!"
"Rinn's a little bitch!"
"NO!" Just for that I tickle faster. 

"Okay, fine, fine. I'm a little FUCKING BITCH!"

A/N?

A boy called me cute today. I don't know how I feel about that. 

So much CatchingYourClouds while writing this. Sorry for any mistakes. 

Also, I have a question... Where are you guys from? I hope that's not weird, I'm kinda curious tho. I live in Indiana, litterally a town over from Late Nite Reading. I saw Clayton at Walmart the other day. Yeah saw him, I didn't even wave. IT'S SHAKE YOUR HEAD AT CALLIE TIME NOW! 

Alright, that would be all.

Have a WONDERFUL DAI!