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Post by kccupcake on Feb 4, 2010 16:48:27 GMT -5
Enjoy the next update! Chapter 15
I looked around the room and observed George was taking deep breaths, Keith was starting to crack his knuckles, Ryan was pacing back and forth, Paul was mouthing the lyrics to his songs, and I was biting my lower lip. Even though we’ve been at it for years now, we still get nervous every time we perform for large crowds and since our first concert was in New York, it was very crowded. We were all waiting back stage for the signal to start from Sharon.
“Alright guys gather round!” Sharon shouted, and all the crew did so
“This is our first night to a 50 date tour, now let’s go out there and make it our very best one yet! Got it?” she shouted over the roar of noises coming from the audience.
“Got it!” we shouted back, with enthusiasm
“Good, now we back 3 minutes til curtain up so, everyone get in your places!” Sharon announced
The 4 guys and I ran our own racks of clothing and grabbed our leather coats then we put on our mikes. Once everyone was done doing that, we all stood by the small staircase in the back of the stage ready to go on after Phil does the introduction.
_______Kathy’s POV________
I was in the theater with the rest of the audience, which included my family who got a chance to come see the show and myself. I didn’t get to stay long an talk with them since I had to set up and walk around the stage to see where I could get the best lighting.
Finally the lights of the theater dimmed and a single spotlight was shone on stage. It was Phil, doing the introductions. I stood in place but didn’t listen much, as I was getting some shots of the audience. Who had glow in the dark necklaces, glows ticks, and the flag for Ireland. I even saw some teens wearing a Damian shirt, which made me laugh. I guess he wasn’t kidding about the whole merchandise thing.
As I heard the drums beating I turned my attention to the stage. I saw five monks walk across the stage, thinking they were the guys, but the program I had said different. Suddenly, I heard the sound of lighting around me, it was very interesting. Soon I hear the sound of Phil’s voice, then Ryan’s saying some kind of hymn?
I couldn’t tell what he was saying from all the excited clapping behind me. The hymn went on for a little bit, then finally I heard Keith’s harmonic voice fill the place, and soon enough I hear the rest of the guys’ voices join in to what I assumed was the chorus. When they sang, I could only hear a hint of their accents. If I didn’t know any better I would’ve thought they were American.
There voices together were so angelic, it was amazing to hear for the first time. I was sure they saw my jaw drop because I saw them all look at me with a smirk on their faces. I snapped out of my daze and instead, started snapping pictures. Soon before I knew it, the song ended and all the guys, except Keith, ran off stage.
I zoomed in and got a picture of Keith strumming on his guitar peacefully. I quickly moved to the center of the stage, trying not to block anyone’s view. I took another couple of pictures here also. When I was content with the number of pictures from just this one song, I stopped and started to actually listen to him sing. I was a sad song about a guy not wanting to stay with the girl. But the tune and Keith’s voice were just so catchy.
I was really liking the concert a lot. The songs were catchy, heart warming, funny (Thanks to a certain fella during Raggle Taggle Gypsy) and anything else you could imagine. All too soon, the first act ended with a touching song, A Bird Without Wings sung by Damian. Who was wearing converse at that time, which I loved.
As the crowd rushed to the merchandise table to buy stuff, I headed over to my camera equipment to put in another role of film in. When I was done, I went and chatted with my parents for a bit and told them about life in Ireland and my new job. They told me they really loved the concert so far and I told them I was too. Then they left me to get in line to buy some CD’s & DVD’s. I found that a bit a funny. When they left to get in line, I went back stage again to see what the guys were up to now.
“Hey there!” I said, walking in
“Hi there lassie” George said walking up to me “I’m taking you like it so far from that face you made earlier?” he asked, chuckling
I laughed “Yes, I liked it very much. You guys have a great harmony together” I complimented
“Thanks!” Paul shouted, from the corner where he was getting his make up retouched a bit.
“So did you get some good shots?” Damian asked, walking towards me while struggling to get his tie on.
“Oh yeah, tons” I replied.
Damian huffed and dropped his tie, claiming defeat. Then George took Damian’s tie and put around Damian’s neck and started tying if for him. I smiled and thought it was a cute moment so I took a picture of that. Damian blinked from the flash.
“Oops sorry” I said
“It’s quite alright” he smiled, “Thanks George” he said, after George finished doing his tie
“No problem, lad” George responded
“So where’s Keith?” I asked
“Oh he went somewhere quiet to call Kayla” Ryan answered
“He’s really taken a liking to her” I noted
“Oh yeah, he calls her every night before bed. They take forever to hang up too, it’s always,” he started to mimic Keith’s voice “…‘No you hang up first, no you hang up, no you!’ ” he rolled his eyes
“Just wait Damo, once ye find a lassie you’ll be doing the same thing” George said, winking
Ryan and Paul started laughing again, remembering that day in the hotel room and the whole thing with blowing kisses. Damian ignored them.
“Nuh uh! I’m not going to be that lovey dovey” he protested
“4 minutes people!! Where‘s Keith?” Sharon shouted
“Here!” Keith said, walking in
“Well I better get out there, see ya after the show” I said
“See ya!” everyone said Pleeeease comment if you want more!!
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 8, 2010 18:15:43 GMT -5
Chapter 16
I got back out to the audience again, and this time I could see more people wearing shirts with the guys’ faces on them. Some were holding posters that they just bought from the merchandise table too. I stood and waited for the first song of the second act would start. Finally I hear the band playing the intro to Remember Me, Recuerdame. Then I see Paul coming onto the stage decked out in a nice, swanky looking suit with a top hat and he was leaning against a part of the stage.
At the end of the song, Paul was holding out a long and loud note, and I blown away at how powerful his voice was. The next song was an ensemble piece, Take Me Home. While I listened, it really painted a picture in my mind. Next was Heartbreaker which was sung by Ryan. I though this was funny because his persona on stage was just so different than in real life. I couldn’t stop giggling at his expressions and when he said “They say I’m the dark destroyer.” And of course Zara was looking beautiful in her red dress.
I decided that I liked all of the songs too much to only have one favorite. I ended up having to put in another role of film during Keith’s rendition of I Want to Know What Love Is. I’ve taken so many pictures from this concert alone it was scary. I can’t imagine the number of pictures I would have to go through by the end of this tour.
As the band geared up for the next song, I gave a quick look at the program to see what was next. I was Breaking Up is Hard To Do, sung by Damian. I looked back up at the stage and see one of those cheesy mike props. I chuckled, and thought this will be interesting.
Finally the intro starts and I hear Megan and Nicole singing in the back ground. Then I see Damian coming on stage decked out in a leather jacket, skinny jeans, and converses. I laughed inadvertently, thinking oh my gosh. I was sure the crowd of teens that I saw earlier wearing the Damian shirt were loving this right about now because I heard all the whistles, claps, and screaming.
I watched with amusement when he would tip the mike in all different directions. It kinda even seemed he was enjoying himself doing all these moves. At one point, he was tipping the mike on the side I was standing on, and pointed at me. Fortunately, I got a great shot of that. When we reached to what I assumed was the middle of the song, Damian ran up back the stairs, which confused me. Why was he going back up?
Then it all played out when he whipped out a comb and cheesy, yet hilarious move with it. It had the fans around me going a bit crazy, to say the least, haha. After a few seconds with him standing on the stairs still, with his arms crossed at his chest he ran back down the stairs quickly in time for the next verse. Near the end, he did this funny leg move thing. Which I of course, just had to get a picture of.
All too quickly, the ending song came and went. It was great though cause everyone was on their feet and clapping along. I also got a great shot of when the guys turned around with their kilts swishing with them. And to my surprise, in the audience I saw a group of women standing in the same stance as the guys with their arms pointing right back at the guys singing there hearts out, along with them. When the guys saw them, they had great big smiles on their faces.
I watched and took pictures as the guys took their finally bows to the crowd, getting their bouquets of flowers, kisses from Zara. That marked the end of a great first concert. As the fans filed out the auditorium, except for the ones with meet & greets, the crew started to take down the set piece by piece but rather quickly. While they did that, I packed up my equipment stuff also.
When I finished, I walked backstage just like earlier. When I got there, I realized no one was there except for Sharon.
“Hey Sharon, where is everyone?” I asked
“Oh they all went to get changed and headed to the M&G” she answered
“Oh ok” I said, not really knowing what to do now
“You can head to the M&G also if you’d like, or you can just retire to the bus now” Sharon suggested.
I thought about it, then decided to let the guys have the limelight tonight.
“I think I’ll retire to the bus now, bye Sharon!” I said
I grabbed my stuff and exited through the back door to the buses. Little did I know, there were some fans lined out back there. They were whispering amongst another, probably about me. I just ignored the staring and whispering and headed onto the bus, which was nice and quiet. I couldn’t believe I would be living here for the next 2 months, not to mention with a load of other people too.
I walked past the guys’ bunks into the girl’s section of the bus, which was separated by a big, black sliding curtain. I dumped my stuff onto the ground next to my bottom bunk and sat down. I took advantage of the time I had alone to call Kayla and Lindsey. I dialed the number and waited for someone to pick up.
“Hey Kathy!” Liz said, excitedly
“Hey there, is Kayla with you too?” I asked
“Yup! Well sorta, she’s a bit on cloud nine” Liz giggled
“What do you mean?”
“I’m going to let her explain…” I could hear some shuffling noises then Kayla’s voice came on at the other end
“Hey Kathy!” she said, giggling
“Hey to you too. So what’s this I head about cloud nine?” I asked
“Well, Keith called earlier and well long story short, we said ‘I love you’ to each other” she said happily
“Ahh, that would explain the love struck smile he had on when he got back on stage” I laughed
“I wish I could’ve seen that!” Kayla said
“Actually you might be able to. I think I got a shot of it, I’ll send it to you sometime” I replied
“Aw thanks Kathy, you’re the best”
“No problem! Well it’s probably late over there so I’ll let you guys get to bed” I said
“Alright then. Call back again soon! I’ll tell Lindsey you said Bye”
“Don’t worry I will. Okay, bye!” I said, then hung up.
About a minute or so later I head a bit of giggling and chatter coming onto the bus. I get up and walk towards the noises to see who came back. It was Ruth, Joyce, Meagan, Nicole, and Zara. I said hello and asked them where the guys were. Nicole told me that they decided to stay a bit longer at the M&G.
We all agreed to change into our pajamas before we would decide what to do next. So about 5 minutes later we all emerged from the sleeping area in our fuzzy pajamas. It was kinda strange for me to see the girls, who once wore beautiful dresses change into their comfortable pajamas.
“So what shall we do until the rest come back?” Zara asked
“How ‘bout truth or dare, or the other version, dare or electric chair...” Ruth suggested.
“We should wait for the lads to play it, it’s much more funny with them, remember last tour?” Nicole said
“Oh yes, that was hilarious! How about we see how big of a house of cards we can make” suggested Joyce.
“That sounds fun” I said
“Oh and I brought a deck of cards to use” Megan said, getting up to get them.
So about a minute later Megan came back with a deck in her hands. We all sat on the carpeted floor and began building. We started with a base of three and kept building on at the side. But we never got past a base of five because something funny would be said and the person putting on another card would starting laughing and shaking. Then the tower came toppling over, which made us laugh even more for some unknown reason. So as you can imagine, while we were in one of those laughing fits, the guys came back… Comments are welcomed!
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 9, 2010 20:21:56 GMT -5
Here's the next chapter! Chapter 17
“What in the world…?” Paul trailed off
Once I finally composed myself I looked around us, we had the cards scattered all around us and we were lying on the ground too. We did look a bit crazy, I couldn’t deny that.
“Hi…” we all said, sheepishly to the guys
“What were you guys doing?” Damian asked, bewildered
“Umm…well ya see…what had happened was…” I started
“We built a tower of cards!” Zara announced proudly
“Oh really?” Paul said, eyeing the flat pile of cards that looked nothing like a tower
Joyce followed his line of vision, “Well we did, but then it fell over…repeatedly”
“Yeah, we can see that” Ryan said
“Well don’t just stand there, get in your pajamas and join the party!” laughed Megan
The guys laughed as well, then left to go change. While they did that, Sharon and Phil came onto the bus and said we would be pulling away from the venue any second now. Just as she said that, the bus started moving, backwards. I guess the guys weren’t prepared or aware that the bus would be moving because we heard some ‘Ouch! and ‘Oof!’ noises coming from them. We all giggled quietly.
“Oops. Uhm guys, the bus is moving!” Sharon warned, a bit late.
“Yeah we noticed!” Yelled Keith.
When the guys came back, us girls had all the cards picked up and placed in a neat pile. Now it was time to decide what to do again. A few good ideas were thrown out, but Sharon came up with the best one. She thought is would be nice treat for the fans if all of us went on the ‘Thunder Pub’ just like last year after. It sounded cool but there was one problem, I had no idea what ‘Thunder Pub’ was.
“What’s the Thunder Pub?” I asked
“It’s a web chat where the fans, or ‘Thunderheads’ as they like to call themselves, go to talk and sometimes they get visits from each of us. But it’s kinda rare for all of us to be on all at once so sometimes we do it, which is a great treat for them.” Sharon explained
“Oh that sounds cool” I said
“Hey we should make Kathy an account and make her green too!” Zara suggested
“Good idea Zara. First, everyone go get their laptops!” Sharon directed.
So we all went and grabbed our laptops then headed back to the living room, or at least that’s what it seemed like. Phil was the one who helped me make and account and programmed it to make me ‘Green.’ Then Keith was the one to warn me that it gets crazy and that I’d have to read quickly to catch on. He also told me that most of his visits are know as ‘KHQ’ aka ‘Keith Harkin Quickies’. I laughed at that.
Damian was the first to log on first. “Looks like you’re the talk of the pub tonight, Kathy” he laughed
“Hey, you are Kathy!” Paul backed him up
“What? How, they don’t even know me” I said, logging on quickly to see for myself
“Read the posts” George advised
I read the posts from the bottom, up. They were right, they were talking about me. Well they don’t know that it’s me. To them, I was the pretty, mysterious new girl they saw exiting through the backstage door.
“Wow, word spreads quickly. Only a couple of people were there at the door when I left.” I said
“Okay guys, let’s get this party started. I’ll make the first post” Sharon announced
‘Hey guys. I hope everyone that was at the show tonight enjoyed the concert. I have all the lads and ladies sitting by me right now.’ Sharon posted.
Keith wasn’t kidding when he said it got crazy and busy. The responses the fans posted went quicker than I could count!
‘Hellooooo! I wanna say thanks for the great craic to the thunderheads that were in the audience tonight!’ entered Damian.
Now it was time for Paul to join in. ‘Hola guys! Tonight’s show went off without a hitch! Even though I still didn’t get the girl…in time though, in time.’
‘How’s everyone doing?…Ahh Paul, don’t cha get it?…the ladies just love me!’ Ryan posted.
‘Now, now fellas. No need to fight over me ’ Zara jumped in.
‘Now lads…we all know I’m the only one who can get a girl…just kidding!’ George joined in on the fun.
I was planning to lurk most of the time, just like some of the others. I must say, it was hard to keep up with the posts since everyone was commenting on this little ‘feud’ between Ryan and Paul.
‘Hah! Your funny George-y boy, real funny’ Keith posted, sarcastically.
‘Sharon , can I pleeeease get the girl in the next show you produce?’ Paul pleaded.
‘We’ll see Paul, we’ll see…’ Sharon responded.
So that continued on for a bit. Then people started asking about me again, wondering who I was.
‘Well guys, since your all asking, let me explain. She is actually our new photographer, who is just spectacular! She’ll be joining us this whole tour. You’ll probably get to see some of her work around the website and all. Or if you’re lucky, you’ll get to meet her at a concert. She’s actually lurking right now so you can say hello, if you’d like.’ Damian explained.
A flood of hello’s started pouring in. I thought it’s amazing how they are all so friendly.
‘Hello everyone! Thanks for the warm welcomes and hello’s. My name is Kathy Greene. And I’m excited to be working with a great bunch of guys, producers and band. I hope everyone is have a fantastic evening so far, because I know I am!' I posted.
After chatting with a couple of fans, the questions started piling up for the guys, girls, Sharon, and Phil. Surprisingly, there were a couple for me also. They were all great to talk to, many were quite the jokesters. But like always, it had to come to an end. So we all said goodbye and goodnight. Or in George’s case ‘NNGB.’ Which I learned was ‘Night, Night God Bless.’ Finally, we all logged off of the Thunder Pub.
Then Sharon said to us that she and Phil had an early meeting tomorrow morning at the next venue. So her and Phil dismissed themselves and headed for the bunks. Following their lead, George decided to call it a night and head to bed also. Of course, he wanted to call home first then head to bed.
“Guess it’s just us than guys,” Damian said
“Looks like” Agreed Megan.
“Do you guys wanna play dare or electric chair like Ruth suggested earlier?” Nicole asked
“Good enough for me!” Ryan said, and we all agreed.
“Alrighty then, who would like to start?” Paul asked, looking around.
No one answered, fearing the crazy dare that Paul would come up with. Then someone spoke up, “I’ll do it then” Hopee it was good. feedback is appreciated!
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 11, 2010 20:49:35 GMT -5
Wow! when i noticed the number of views on my story it blew me away! Thanks so much for reading! Chapter 18
“C’mon Paul, give me the best ya got!” Keith urged
“Hmm, I can’t believe I can’t think of a good dare!” Paul complained “Alright, alright I got one. Unfortunately, it’s not brilliant though. I dare you to stick ye head outta the window and shout out ‘WOOOOO!’
Keith smiled and stood up saying, “Easy!”
So Keith went over to the window and opened it up. Then he stuck his whole head out and one arm. He started waving his arm and shouted loudly, just like Paul told him too. Then suddenly, we hear a long honk coming from the car behind us. Keith came back in and we started all laughing.
“Alright, who shall be the next victim?” Keith said, looking at us girls sitting on the sofa with a pretend evil look. “And I pick…Nicole! So dare or electric chair?”
“Uhm, dare” she answered, nervously.
“Okay I dare you to…rap!” Keith dared.
“Oh no, I’m a terrible rapper!” she covered her face with her hands.
Paul and Ryan started making a beat for her and the rest of us cheered her on. Finally, she caved in, with a big sigh.
“Later that day my hunger started to swell So I made my way over to taco bell Flew through the doors just like a mosquito What should I get a, taco or a burrito? I asked the sales lady if she had fried chicken She said no, I told her she’s got to be trippin’!” she ended, laughing
“Oh. My. God. That was pure class!” Damian laughed
Paul was laughing so much, he had a tear running down his cheek. “Best rapper award goes to Nicole!”
“Where did the rap come from?” I asked
“My high school track team and I made it up. I can’t believe I still remember it!” Nicole answered.
“My turn to dare someone!…Ryan, dare or electric chair?” asked Nicole.
“Electric Chair”
“Kay, I dare you to do the chicken dance!”
Then we started singing the song for him to dance too. Needless to say, it was absolutely hilarious to watch. Even Ryan couldn’t stop himself from laughing when he was dancing! The game kept going and got funnier each dare. Joyce had to a cartwheel down the hallway. Thank goodness she didn’t injure herself. Zara was dared to sing “Puppy Love.” and I must say, she wasn’t that bad. Paul had to walk and talk like a gangster for 10 minutes. If you heard him, you would think it is the most funniest thing you heard.
Then Megan and Ruth had to do the ‘Can-can’ together. Right then, I wish I had my camera with me. After that, it was Damian’s turn. He had to chug a can of soda under 2 and a half minutes. This turned out terribly messy because he couldn’t stop laughing while he chugged. Lastly, it was my turn. I was dared to tell a secret that no one knows. I was a bit weary doing that so I just thought of a dumb secret I had. I ended up telling them that I couldn’t sing to save my life.
Of course they complained and said that that wasn’t a good enough secret. I tried to smoothly get out of telling them another, but it didn’t work. So in he end I had to make a deal with them that I had to tell a secret of mine before the tour ended. It sounded fair and good enough for me.
*Time Skip!*
We’re on our last day of the 3 day break we had. Luckily for Keith, it’s in California. During our first day off we went to Disney World and Universal Studios, where I got some great, fun pictures. Then we spent our second day going to the beach, just for Keith. I didn’t bring my camera along since we’d be near water, but it was alright because I took mental shots in my mind.
That leaves us the last day, which is today. Keith insisted on going to the beach to surf again, and even willing to give the rest of the guys surfing lessons. The girls and I, on the other hand decided to go shopping instead. Sadly, this has become one of my weaknesses, shopping.
“Hey let’s go in here” I suggested, pointing to a little boutique shop.
“What do you think of this?” Ruth asked, holding a dress up to her body.
“Gorgeous” Joyce smiled
“Hey ya know what?” Nicole asked
“What?” we all inquired
“The tour is ending soon and we always have the cast & crew party at the end so we should shop for our dresses now” Nicole said.
“Good idea Nicole” Zara responded
So we all looked around the shop looking for that perfect dress. Sometimes when we would suggest a dress to one another thinking they would like it. Turns out that Megan & Joyce were the only ones that could find a dress in that place. Megan’s was a bubble dress. It was red, strapless and came down to a inch above her knees. Joyce picked a black V- Neck dress that was the same length as Megan’s dress. 2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmaYDsHuOQI/RdNqhY7b6pI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xj7So_PD3B0/s400/VDay+-Mara+Hoffman+corset+top+bubble+dress.jpg
After Megan & Joyce paid for their dresses we walked out and looked for another clothing store. Luckily, we ended up finding one on the same block. We walked all over the store trying to find something that caught our eyes. When I reached a rack of dresses, I ran my fingers along all the dresses as I walked by.
I wasn’t having much luck finding anything so I opted to help Nicole find herself something. I asked her what kind of colors she preferred and the style of a dress, whether it be short, long, strapless or not, etc. After going through several racks of clothing I found a cute looking little black dress. It’s a bit simple, but I figured she could dress it up with a cardigan and some jewelry. slimages.macys.com/is/image/MCY/products/9/optimized/532259_fpx.tif?bgc=255,255,255&wid=327&qlt=90,0&layer=comp&op_sharpen=0&resMode=bicub&op_usm=0.7,1.0,0.5,0&fmt=jpeg
“Hey Nicole, try this on!” I suggested, tossing her the dress.
“Kay, be right back then” she said
After she left for the fitting room, I went back to the rack and started going through it again, at where I left off. I saw a couple of cute dresses, but I would always find something wrong with it. Whether it be too fancy, too long, too fancy, etc. Then I finally came across a dress that I really liked. The top part is black, and the skirt is white. I took the dress off the rack and head over to the dressing room. slimages.macys.com/is/image/MCY/products/0/optimized/522740_fpx.tif?bgc=255,255,255&wid=327&qlt=90,0&layer=comp&op_sharpen=0&resMode=bicub&op_usm=0.7,1.0,0.5,0&fmt=jpeg
As I got there, I saw Nicole & Ruth admiring themselves in the dresses in the mirror.
“You two look lovely!” I complimented.
“Thank you” Ruth said, wearing a navy blue colored dress that ended above her knees. sc4.stylefeeder.com/thumb/0z/s5/0zs55rcl/0zs55rcl-200.jpg
“Thanks, is that your dress?” Nicole asked, looking at the dress draped over my arm.
“Hopefully! I’m going to try it on first” I said, then walked over to an empty stall.
When I slipped on the dress and zipped it up I looked at my self in the small mirror. Then I heard I Zara shout for me to come out so she could see me in the dress. I walked out of the dressing room stall barefoot.
“It fits perfectly!” I announced, and smoothed out the skirt
“Wow, you look great!” she complimented
“As do you” I laughed, looking at the dress she was wearing
It looked amazing on her. The dress was a deep chocolate brown color, and it was a halter top, kind of dress. www.theincrediblebride.com/blog_images/j-crew-brown-chocolate-dress.jpg
“I’m sure Damo would like that” Zara chuckled
I responded by blushing and looking down at my feet. Zara laughed softly and stood next to me and wrapped her arm around my back.
“No need to be embarrassed, we all figured this would happen to you two sooner or later anyways” she winked “Now, c’mon let’s go take these dresses off & go pay for them!”
Once all 6 six of us paid for the dresses and they were bagged for us, we left the store. As we hailed 2 cabs, we split into two groups to ride back since we all couldn’t fit in one. Finally we got 2 cabs, as I stepped in, my phone started vibrating. It was a text, from Damian.
‘Hey we’re back from the beach, where are you guys?’ He asked
I texted back, ‘We went shopping, but we’re heading back now’
Moments later my phone vibrated again. ‘Kay. See ya in a bit’
I looked at it then put my phone back into my pocket. There wasn’t really a conversation going on right now, so I opted to look out side the window at all the sights passing by in a blur.
_____Damian’s POV______
The surfing lessons from Keith went pretty well. Now we’re back on the tour bus wondering where the girls are. I texted Kathy and asked where they were. Turns out they went shopping but are on their way back right now. So now I’m bored and not sure what to do. Then I remembered something that I had in my suitcase that could entertain me for the time being. I walked over to my suitcase, unzipped it and grabbed a small box from it.
Then I returned to my bunk and opened it up. I took out the papers it held and started reading. As time passed, my eyelids started to feel droopy. Soon enough, I found myself drifting off to dream land. Ahhh, the part where they finally find out is ohh soooo close! comment to see what happens!
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 12, 2010 21:23:04 GMT -5
Alright, don't hurt me for this next post! Chapter 19
____Kathy’s POV____
When we got back to the bus, all of us went straight to our suitcases to put away all the stuff we bought. I guess I over estimated how much my suitcase could hold because I couldn’t zip the thing up the whole way. I even tried sitting on it, but the zipper wouldn’t budge! I guess part of the problem is because isn’t organized in and folded into nice piles. It’s hard to keep up with keeping it organized when I have to go through it every morning to find something to wear.
I huffed and decided if I ever wanted to get it closed than I’d have to fold everything neatly. So I dumped everything out, I started to fold them over again. As I neared the end of what seemed like a never ending pile of clothes, I found the “Damian’ shirt that Damian lent me when he poured coke on me. I meant to return that to him earlier on, but I didn’t remember until now
First I folded the shirt then I headed over to Damian’s bunk and planning to leave it there. When I got there, I found Damian lying in his bunk, sleeping. It was quiet, so I could hear his soft snore. I chuckled and wish I brought a tape recorder so I could record him snoring and proving to him that he does.
Anyways, I laid the folded T-shirt right next to him so that he’ll find it when he wakes up. Then I noticed under his arm, which was hanging half off the bunk, was a pile of papers that he probably dropped when he fell asleep. I knelt down to pick the papers up. But before I could even take a glimpse at what the papers were, a voice startled me.
____Damian’s POV____
I’m not much of a heavy sleeper. I’m sort of alert when I’m sleeping. I can still hear people’s footsteps around me, and sometimes I just get this feeling that someone near me is watching me sleep. And most of the time, I’m right about that. And right now, I can feel a person’s presence near, and that they’re watching me sleep.
I decide to wake up and see who is there. As I opened my eyes I saw Kathy kneeling down besides my bunk holding something. As my eyes started to focus more, I realized that she was holding THE letters. I sat up quickly.
“What are you doing?” I questioned, taking the letters and hoping she didn’t read them.
“Oh,” she was a bit startled “I came to return your T-shirt and then I saw that you dropped those papers so I picked them up” Kathy explained.
“Well thank you” I said
“Your welcome…uhm, so what are those?” She asked, taking a seat next to me on the bunk.
____Kathy’s POV____
“Your welcome…uhm, so what are those?” I asked, sitting down next to him.
“Oh these?”
I watched him shuffle the papers nervously “Yes those” I confirmed
As he paused on one of the papers, I took liberty to peek a little and see what they were about. When I got a good glimpse I gasped. I was probably gaping right now too. Of course Damian didn’t notice because he was preoccupied with looking at the letter. I did a double take on the letter to see if what I saw before was right. The second look confirmed it, it was indeed my signature at the bottom of that letter, and probably at the bottom of all those other papers too, that he had in his hands.
Questions and thoughts started to flood my mind. But first I had to tell him, tell him that I’m her, and that she’s me. As I opened my mouth, ready to speak. He answered the question that I asked moments ago.
“Oh it’s nothing…just a pile of junk mail, that’s it.” he said.
I felt my heart sink.
“Junk mail? That’s it?” I asked, incredulously “Uhm, yeah…” he said, hesitantly and unsure of why I was pushing it.
“Oh okay then. Well I have to go…I have to uhm…fold more clothes…” I left without saying bye.
‘Did that really just happen?’ I thought. I was shocked. I was stunned. I was surprised. My heart was racing, I could feel it. I found him, I finally did…yet only to be let down and disappointed. I knew it’d be stupid of me to think that those letters still meant something to me. I mean, it has been 6 years for crying out loud! But still, apart of me wish that they did mean something to him instead of just ‘junk mail.’
I needed to talk to someone, and I knew that someone would be Lindsey. She would help me decide what to do, or at least I hope.
“Hey Lindsey” I said
“Hi Kathy! Why do you sound down?” she asked, curiously
I sighed “I’ve found him”
“Damian?”
I sighed again. “No Bob…yes, of course Damian.”
“Uhm, in California? I thought he lived in Ireland” she said, confused
She wasn’t catching on as well as I would’ve thought.
“He does live in Ireland. Damian McGinty is my pen pal. He’s the been the one the whole time.” I explained
“Ohhhh. Well that’s great Kathy! But I’m still confused, why are you down about that?” she asked
“Well…” I started and told her the whole story of what had happened up until this moment.
“Aww, I’m sorry things didn’t go great” Liz said, sympathetically.
“Yeah me too…” I sighed
“Are you gonna tell him though?”
“Honestly, I have no idea yet.” I admitted
“You know what I think?” she didn’t wait for a response “I think you should tell him anyways. Kathy I’ve known you for a very long time and during the whole time I’ve been your best friend, you’ve been wanting to meet him. And now you have. I also happen to know that you like him by the way you talk about him, so just tell him. The Kathy I know, would take that risk and tell him.” she said
“I see your point, but I’ll think about it and we’ll see what happens” I replied
“Alright, call me when you do tell him,” she advised. “Hey I gotta go now, but we’ll talk soon okay? Bye!”
“Kay, love ya Liz. Bye!” I hung up.
I knew I had some serious thinking to do ahead of me... feedback is appreciated!
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 13, 2010 19:30:40 GMT -5
You'll find out why he said 'Junk Mail' dont worry! Chapter 20
Wednesday:
“Have you told him yet?” Liz called to ask
“No, not yet” I answered
Thursday:
“How ‘bout today?” she called again
“Nope” I replied
Friday:
“Please tell me ya did it!” Liz complained
“Same answer as before, sorry!” I said
Saturday:
“Let me guess, No?” she guessed
“Aw shucks, how’d ya know?” I asked, sarcastically
Sunday:
“Did ya tell him yet?” she nagged
“No. I thought I was to call YOU, not the other way around.” I said
Monday:
“You’re killing me here!” Liz whined
“You’re gonna get a big phone bill if you constantly keep calling like every hour, to the US” I answered, simply.
So as the days went by I saw myself becoming more distant with Damian. It’s not that I try, it’s just that it’s become that way. I actually hate that it’s happening, especially since I like him, a lot. I tried pretending the whole pen pal thing didn’t happen but then it dawned on me that that only adds on to the situation. I knew what I had to do now.
Tuesday:
“Hey Liz. I‘ll do it…” I caved in.
“Hallelujah! Finally!” she exclaimed
Okay I admit it, I stalled, more than I should’ve. It’s now morning and I’m lying in my bed. I was suppose to do it last night. But I couldn’t find the guts to do it. I laid there promising myself that I’d do it today without any excuses. I just had to figure out when I would do it today.
I thought about it. After breakfast? No, too early. During sound check? No, there will be some fans there. After the concert? No, he’ll be tired. Kathy, stop it. You’re just over thinking it. I told myself.
I stood up with a grunt. This is going to be a long day for me, I just knew it. I looked down at myself still in my pajamas. I went to my suitcase to pull together some kind of outfit from it. As I pawed threw my clothes, I came across the small blue box, that I packed last minute. The same box that has cause me second think myself so many times.
I tossed it aside causing the lid to fall off, but I didn’t care cause if the letters fell out it would still end up in my suitcase anyways. So I just grabbed the first things I saw, as what I assumed to be a shirt and pair of jeans, then headed on to the tiny bathroom on the bus to change. When I finished putting on my pair of jeans I grabbed the shirt I picked. And stupid me, for not looking carefully, discovered that I grabbed a cardigan instead of a shirt.
I was about to put on my pajama top again so I could go back out and get a real shirt, but then there was a knock on the bathroom door.
____Damian’s POV____
Everyone was in the front of the bus, chatting and having breakfast. Well everyone except Kathy, guess she slept in. Sharon told me to go fetch her so she could eat breakfast. So I got up and went over to the parting curtain, announcing that I was coming in before, so I wouldn’t startle her. There was no response though.
I pulled the curtain aside a bit to see that Kathy’s bunk was empty. My first guess was that she’s in the loo brushing her teeth or something. I headed over to the loo to tell her breakfast was ready. I knocked on the close door.
“Kathy?” I asked the door.
“Uh, yeah?” the door answered back
“Breakfast is ready, so come out soon” I told her
“Kay, thanks” she said, then I started to walk away
“Wait Damian!” she called back
“Yes?”
“Uhm, could you grab me a shirt from my suitcase? I accidentally got a cardigan instead” she asked
“Uh, yeah, sure. Be right back” I answered
I walked over to Kathy’s suitcase and unzipped it. When I opened it I found a small, blue box tipped over and papers, that probably fell out of it. I decide to do her a favor and put them back in the box neatly. As I gathered the papers and stood them up right to straighten them out, something fell.
I bent down to pick it back up. And as I picked it up I saw that it was a picture, a picture of a young boy. When I got a look of that young boy, I thought my eyes popped out of their sockets. That young boy was ME. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Nope, I wasn’t. That was definitely me, with the bad haircut and everything.
I looked at the letters in my hand. That was very much indeed my handwriting and my words that I wrote to her. “Oh. My. God.” I said, quietly to myself.
I was in disbelief. Yet, I was excited. I felt my breathing go slightly faster, or maybe it was my heart rate? Either way, something was speeding up. I couldn’t wait to tell her, but she must have already known because she picked up my letters from when I fell asleep. I replayed the scene in my head. As I reached the end of replaying the scene I felt a wave of guiltiness wash over me.
Oh no, I hope it didn’t upset her to much…What am I thinking, of course it upset her. I mean, I called her letters junk mail! No one deserves that. I buried my face into my hands and sighed. I needed to fix things, and badly.
“Anytime now Damian” Kathy shouted from the bathroom.
“Sorry, I’m coming” I shouted back
I quickly decided to try to put the letters back as how I found them so she wouldn’t find out that I knew. Then I picked a light blue, American Eagle shirt that laid on top. I zipped up her suitcase and went back to the bathroom.
“Hey I’m back” I said
She opened the door a crack and stuck only her hand out. I put the shirt in her hand and she closed the door once again.
“Thanks Damian!” she said, through the door
“No problem” I replied back
All through breakfast I was planning my not-so-brilliant plan on how to tell her. So many options and choices that I didn’t know which one was the best. I knew I was over thinking everything but I just didn’t want to screw this up anymore than I have, especially since I actually like her, a lot…Comment for more please!!
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 16, 2010 18:40:07 GMT -5
Sorry it's not much. This is only part of the chapter, i'm not posting the whole chapter because i haven't written it yet Chapter 21
We just finished lunch and I’m planning to pursue the first step in my plan right now.
“Hey Kathy wanna go to the park?” I asked
“Sure” she agreed.
“I’ll come too!” exclaimed Keith, who stood up.
“Don’t mind him, he won’t be going” Paul said, grabbing Keith’s shoulder and pushing him down to sit again.
Then Keith and Paul started to argue in a whisper.
“Why can’t I go?!” Keith whispered, loudly
“Man, are you blind? He just asked her out a date,” he put emphasis on ‘date,’ “Let them have their moment while you go eat something”
Keith pouted. ‘Fine I’ll eat, but I won’t like it!”
“Again, don’t mind him. Have fun at the park!” Paul said to us
As we walked out the door I mouthed ‘Thanks’ to Paul. So we walked to the park trying to create many flowing conversations but in the end, silence always won and we just accepted that. But once we reached the park, I tried to start another conversation.
“So can I ask you a question?” I asked
“Sure, what‘s on your mind?” she said
“Have you ever had a person you really wanted to meet in life?” I tried to make it sound innocent
She hesitated. “Yes, actually”
I nodded and kept walking around the park. “Do you ever dream or imagine the moment you would meet them?”
She looked up at the sky “I sure have. But it’s just imagining, so sometimes it can go the total opposite way you imagine it.”
Her response made me feel guilty again. “Yeah, I know what you mean…”
She stopped walking, and so I did too. “You know, don’t you…?” she looked into my eyes
I stuck my hands in my pockets “Yeah…”
Again, sorry it's short! please comment!
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 19, 2010 20:24:18 GMT -5
It's hereee! ____Kathy’s POV____
From the sound of his questions, I knew that he knew. I was positive.
“You know, don’t you?” I stated, stopping in place.
“Yeah,” he responded
I wasn’t sure what to say after. I figured there wouldn’t be anything else needed to be said since we both now know. Plus, I didn’t need for him to elaborate that we didn’t have mutual feelings for each other.
“Well, since we both know now, I guess there’s not much else to say. So should we go back?” I suggested
“No… I mean, can we talk about this?” he pleaded
I guess it couldn’t hurt to say yes. “Alright”
Luckily we found a near by bench to sit on and talk. I decided to let him start the conversation since I didn’t have anything to say at the moment.
“The thing I said about your letters, well they’re not true. I never meant it. It’s not a pile of junk mail to me.” he started
I was glad that is meant more to him, then he lead on. “Then why’d you say so?”
“Well, if I said otherwise than I would’ve explained. And I knew that if I got started explaining, I would ranted on and on, maybe more than I should. Plus, I thought you would think I was stupid or crazy for keeping and obsessing with the letters ever since 9th grade…” he looked down and avoided eye contact.
I slowly took his explanation in. “I would’ve never thought that”
I hesitated, but I lightly rested my hand on his knee to show that I understood. He was taken off guard by the sudden contact, but looked up at me.
“So is this why you’ve been seeming so distant lately, because I said that?” he asked, I nodded
“I’m sorry” he said
“It’s alright…you just didn’t know.” I assured
“Can I ask you one last question?” he asked
“Sure”
“Why didn’t you ever write back after that letter I sent to you, that had my picture in it?”
“Well remember how I told you I was moving?” I asked, he nodded
“So during the move, I lost the sheet of paper that had your address on it. So I never got a chance to write back with my new address.” I explained.
“Ohh, okay. And here I thought, that my picture scared you away” he chuckled
I laughed. “I can assure you it didn’t. But seriously though, if I hadn’t lost your address I would probably still be writing to you.”
“Same here,” he agreed. “I really enjoyed writing to you”
“As did I. You were like the best person that I would confide to that I know, wouldn’t judge me…” I replied
There was a bit of a pause in the conversation., but then Damian started to talk again
“Ya know, every letter that I ended up receiving from you, I found myself having this warm, fuzzy feeling, that I wasn’t used to, when I read your letters…Then when one of my mates pointed it out, I finally realized I falling for a person I never even met.”
I laughed inadvertently. “Oops” I said, after
____Damian’s POV____
I just told her that I like her, and she laughs?
“Oh, you find that funny?” I asked, with an eyebrow raised.
“No, well actually, yes” she answered. I raised the other eyebrow inquiring for her to explain
“Well, it’s funny cause…I had the very same warm, fuzzy feeling when I would read your letters too. And as you can imagine, despite these last few days, these past 2 months have been great with you…Huh, I guess it wasn‘t that funny after all.” she explained with a small chuckle at the end
I laughed “No, not really”
When our laughter died down, we both became very silent. We sat there looking at the younger children at the park, playing tag. Once the person who was it, originally, finally tagged a new person, Kathy turned back to our conversation.
“So, uhm, where do we stand now? You know…like between us two” She asked
I thought about it for a second or two, or possibly four. Then, when I thought of a perfect way to answer, I felt myself smirking.
“How ‘bout right here…” I leaned in, without any hesitation. I leaned in 80%, she leaned in 20%.
After a few moments, I decided to pull away from the kiss because their were children around. But man, I wish I didn’t have to. It may sound cliché, but I felt sparks fly and a special connection when our lips touched in the slightest. Now that’s something you don’t feel everyday.
“Does that answer your question?” I asked her.
“Very much so” she said, a bit dreamily.
I chuckled, still inches away from her face, her beautiful face. I looked at my watch, it was already 2. I stood up.
“C’mon we should get back to the others” I held my hand out to her
“Yeah, and I bet Paul’s dying to get the scoop on what happened” She laughed, standing up & taking my hand
I laughed. “Sometimes I wonder about that man. You think he has a small teenage girl trapped inside him?”
“Hmm, maybe?” we both laughed.
And so we walked away from the park, side by side and hand in hand. It was definitely a moment I wouldn’t ever forget…FINALLY the moment you've all been waiting for has came, haha. Feedback, anyone?
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Post by kccupcake on Feb 28, 2010 14:11:35 GMT -5
Wooo! Great news, i got 1st place in Chemistry! This means i get to go to regionals ;D ;D ____Kathy’s POV____
Chapter 22
We’re in Virginia, our last stop for the tour. Right now I’m a bit confused. The guys are starting Caledonia, their last song, which means I’m suppose to be doing something but I’m not quite sure what. You see, what happened earlier is that during sound check Sharon asked me to do a favor for her during Caledonia. Just as she was about to explain it she had to leave to attend a problem out front.
She said Alex would explain it, but where was Alex? I did a complete 360 turn trying to spot Alex. Nothing. No sight of him whatsoever. Oh god, the guys are about to go into the part of the song where they turn their backs to the audience. Which would mean the song’s almost over. I bent down to put my camera on the ground deciding to go find Alex.
As I stood back up, I found myself being pulled on the arm and running. I looked over at who had a hold on my arm, it was Alex. Oh thank god, I thought.
“C’mon, we’re gonna be late. The songs almost over!” he rushed, still running.
“Okay” I said, confused but kept running.
Where were we running to? Finally my question was answered when we reached backstage and I was face to face with the storage room door. What on earth are we doing?
“Uhh, the storage room?” I asked, more confused then ever.
“The big bouquets are in there, we put them in there so the guys wouldn’t see them. It’s a surprise and we’re going to be handing them out” he explained
He opened the door with a key and walked in. I followed him in and the shut behind us. Just as he explained, there were buckets filled with rose bouquets lined up along the wall of the small room. He told me to grab as many bouquets as I could, just like him. I did so until all the buckets of water, which kept the roses fresh, were empty.
“Alright let’s rush back now, I can here bagpipes playing” he ushered
I turned back around to the closed door. I grabbed the door knob and turned it, or at least tried to.
“Oh no…” I said with horror.
“What? C’mon we gotta get out there!” Alex said
I spun around to face him “We can’t…we’re locked in…”Feedback please! I'll try to update tonight since it was so short
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Post by kccupcake on Mar 5, 2010 19:14:07 GMT -5
Much apologies for not updating a lot this week. But here's the next chapterChapter 23
We banged on the door, and tried yelling loudly. But we knew it was no use, everyone was either on stage, or out front watching. Great, just great. I was stuck in a storage room sitting on the ground next to a mop and dozens of roses and Alex. I can speak for both of us when I say this. This is definitely not how everything was suppose to go.
____Damian’s POV____
So we’re in the middle of Caledonia at the part where we have our backs to the audience and I’m holding on to my kilt. The reason? Incase Keith or any of the other guys getting the not so brilliant idea of pantsing me or trying to flip my kilt. I like to take precautions as you can see.
Swoosh! Hmm, that was actually a good turn, kilt wasn’t too high or too low. Couldn’t say that about Paul’s though, his went way high. For the last verse, we belted out the notes, all feeling accomplished for completing another successful tour. When we had our right arm up as the last pose and the crowd was giving us a standing ovation. I felt like I was on top of the world.
We all looked in the audience trying to pick out our family and friends and waving to them. Then we started taking our bows, all synchronized of course. After that, we moved way a bit to let the band and orchestra girls have their moment. While they were taking in the praise by the audience, I looked around trying to find Kathy. Where was she?
“Where are Alex and Kathy?” Sharon said to herself
Sharon was pacing by the stage, on the side waiting for the two to show up. Suddenly, she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. It was a text from Alex.
‘Uhm, mom…we’re locked in…help us?’ she sighed exasperatedly after reading it.
I looked over at Sharon, she was motioning to us to get off stage and head to the backstage area. I was the only one that noticed so I whispered to the other guys what Sharon said. So we did one final bow and left.
____Kathy’s POV____
“Uhm, is it a turtle?” I asked
“No” he answered
“Does it have a shell?”
“Yes”
“Then it’s a turtle!!! How is it not?!” I exclaimed
“It’s not a turtle.” he said
“Yes it is”
“No, it‘s an awkward turtle!”
We were still waiting to be rescued by someone. Alex just texted Sharon to tell her we’re locked in. But in the mean time, we’re playing 20 questions. We’ve only been through 2 rounds and I was already getting annoyed with it. Then I started to thump my head repeatedly on the shelf I was leaning on.
Finally we hear people near by talking. We both stood up quickly and started banging on the door and shouting ‘In Here!’ In a matter of seconds we were comforted by Sharon’s voice.
“How did you manage to get locked in?!” she said.
“Uh, the door shut on us?” Alex answered, which came out more like a question.
We stood, waiting for Sharon to open the door. But as she attempted to, all we saw was the door handle jiggle.
“It won’t open!” she shouted through the door “It needs a key!”
“What won’t open Sharon?” George asked
“The door, Kathy and Alex are locked in.” we heard her answer
“Why are they in there in the first place?” I heard Damian ask
Sharon hesitated not wanting to ruin the surprise “Uhm, for reasons…”
“Oh no…” Alex said next to me
“What?” I asked, turning to him, he held up the key to answer. That was they key that was needed to open the door.
“Oh my god, please, please tell me that’s not the only key for this room!!” I said,
By the looks of his facial expression, it was a ‘No.’ I groaned.
So after a few more groans coming from the both of us, Keith slamming into the door with hopes to break it down, another round of 20 unbearable questions, and Ryan’s brilliant idea of sliding the key under the door, we were FINALLY out. Then Sharon filled us in on the new plan, we were going to give the bouquets to them at the after party. Which Sharon graciously allowed family and friends to be at also.
So we got everything packed up and we headed back to the hotel we’d be staying at for tonight and tomorrow, before we fly back home. The party wouldn’t start for another hour or so, so we decide to take advantage of the time and just relax. Please commentttt!
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Post by kccupcake on Mar 16, 2010 17:15:15 GMT -5
okay so it's not the greatest, exciting, or long update. But hey, it's something right? Chapter 24
When we got to the hotel, I wanted to see Damian so I head over to his and & Ryan’s room that they were sharing. I noticed the door was open and I could hear soccer commentaries coming from the TV. I did a quick knock then walked in seeing Damian propped up against his pillows. I kicked off my shoes and sat next to him on the bed.
“Hey” I said, leaning my head onto his shoulders.
“Hey there,” he greeted, draping one arm around my shoulders.
“Where’s Ryan?” I asked
“He’s in the shower, getting ready for tonight”
“Ahh, okay” I rested my hand over his torso
We laid like that in silence, taking in each other’s presence for the time being. Then Damian broke the silence.
“So I was thinking we’d play a little game,” I gave him a weary look and he continued “A mini game of 20 questions”
I lifted my head slightly to face him. “Ha, you’re funny, real funny.” I said sarcastically, silently cursing Alex for ruining that game for me. “But, no.”
“C’mon, I‘ll even give you hints.” he pleaded.
I sighed, “Fine, gimme my first hint”
“It’s not a noun,” he said
Not a noun? What could it be then? I gave him a quizzical look.
“It’s more of a saying” he elaborated
I thought about it “Does it involve chocolate and life?”
“Nope”
“Is it from a movie?”
“Not necessarily…”
That confused me. What did he mean by ‘not necessarily’?
“Is it ‘Run forest run!’?
He laughed “No, do you need another hint?”
“Yes please” I smiled.
“There are a total of 8 letters” he answered
“Hmm…is it ‘Bullcrap’”? I chuckled
“Not even close” he laughed
“Argh I need another hint”
“Alright, it’s 3 words”
I pondered on his last hint, then I finally realized what it was. I peeked over at him, watching me with amusement as my face flushed a light pink color. ‘Bullcrap’? what was I thinking?
“Is it ‘I love you’”?
“Bingo!” he smiled widely and leaned over and kissed me on the forehead.
“I love you too” I said
We decided to stay in our place, in the bed until it was absolutely time to get ready for the party. We laid there chatting casually. Eventually though,, we both dozed off to a light sleep on each other’s shoulder. So all was quiet and peaceful until I heard a loud grunt/scream from next to me.
I wake up and see Ryan standing next to the bedside near Damian. Turns out he finished his shower and decided to whip Damian awake with his towel. I watched Ryan as he laughed to himself and Damian scowling at Ryan.
Right then I received a text from Megan, I checked my phone to see what she said.
‘Where are you? Time to get ready and changed. We’re meeting in Ruth’s and Joyce’s suite to get ready together’
I said a quick goodbye to Damian and Ryan, who were both in the same laughing and scowling positions as before. I walked out the door and closed the door softly behind me. Once the door clicked in place, closed, I heard rumbling and thumping inside. Along with a few cries of frustrations. I could only imagine what was actually going on behind that closed door. But I shook that thought away as I head to Ruth and Joyce’s suite. I think you know the drill by now haha
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Post by kccupcake on Mar 29, 2010 17:42:55 GMT -5
Here it is! Chapter 25
As we all filed out of the cars we arrived in, you could hear the chatter and laughter of the crowd come from inside the pub. All our friends and family were already inside waiting for the rest of us to come in. I have to admit, I was really excited to see Kayla & Liz again. Of course, Kayla will probably be off with Keith most of the time. Can’t blame her though because I’ll spend a good majority with Damian too.
I also have to admit that I’m a bit nervous to meet Damian’s family for the first time too. He’s told me that he’s been telling his family about me a bit. Which makes me even more nervous! Hopefully all goes well though, and I make a good first impression.
So anyways, back to the moment. I took Damian’s hand that he held out to me before we walked into the pub. Once everyone walked through those doors, loud cheers erupted around us by our family and close friends. I scanned the large crowd for those 2 familiar faces. When I finally spotted them in the far back, I tried to squeeze through the large crowd to get to them.
“Kathy!” they both squealed.
“Hi! I’ve missed you guys lots!” I exclaimed.
“How are things?” asked Lindsey.
“Things have just been superb! What about you guys?” I laughed
“Tremendous” Kayla answered for the both, with a smile.
“How’d you guys like the show?” I asked
“Oh it was just amazing! I love all their voices!” Liz replied.
“Sharon is an absolute genius, I tell ya!” Kayla chuckled.
“Hmm, well hello ladies. You all look lovely,” Keith jumped in.
Liz & I rolled our eyes knowing the real reason Keith came over. “Oh Keith, cut to the chase” I chuckled.
He chuckled. “Can’t a guy give a compliment?” he blushed.
Liz gave him a knowing look.
“Oh alright. Mind if I steal Kayla from you all?” he asked
“Not at all” Liz giggled.
“Great, thanks!” he smiled, then whisked Kayla away.
“Well they look insanely cute together.” I noted, while we watched them walk off
“They certainly do,” She paused to look at something across the room.
I followed her line of vision and spotted Ryan talking to an elder woman, who I suspected to be his grandma. But that wasn’t what caught both of our attention, it was that Ryan was sort of rubbing his butt like it was sore or something. Liz & I looked at each other at the same and with the same expression then we started to laugh.
“What in the world is he doing?” Liz giggled.
“I have no idea,” I chuckled, then realized what happened earlier with him and Damian in the hotel room. “But I bet Damian knows.”
Just then Damian walked up behind us. “Hmm, heard my name. Are we gossiping here ladies?” he joked.
“No, not gossip. Just pure wonderment…” Liz answered.
Damian still didn't understand though.
“Hey can I ask you a question?” I asked
“Shoot”
“What happened in the hotel room between you & Ryan after I left?”
He chuckled to himself before he answered. “Ahh, I got a hold of his towel, so I decided to seek revenge and so I whipped him back on the buttocks.”
Lindsey and I started to laugh all over again, trying to imagine it.
“Why do you ask?” he questioned
“Look over there” I pointed over to where Ryan was standing with his grandma, still rubbing his butt.
“Oh that’s too funny!” he chuckled.
“Damian Jospeh McGinty! Come over here and give your big sissy a hug!” shouted a young lady who resembled some of the same features Damian had. The nose, eyes, smile, etc.
“C’mon, I want you to meet Gemma!” he smiled, taking my hand.
I gave him a smile back, hoping my nervousness didn’t show on my face. I told Liz I’d meet up with her later during the party and started to walk over to Gemma with Damian. While we walked, I started to smooth out the flowy skirt part of my dress. I ran my fingers through my hair. I bit my lower lip. I was looking at the ground. I basically did everything a nervous person would do.
The walk to his sister seemed all to short. Cause soon enough I found myself standing partially behind Damian after he gave his big sister a hug. She peeked over Damian’s shoulder and smiled at me sweetly.
“Why hello, who is this Damo?” she asked, curiously.Feedback please! hopefully i can squeeze another small update in tonight too!
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Post by kccupcake on May 8, 2010 15:08:53 GMT -5
Hurrah for updates! LOL
Chapter 26
____Damian's POV____
So once the awkward introduction between Gemma & Kathy passed, I could see that Kathy was beginning to enjoy herself. The two got along just great. Their conversation flowed smoothly, of course though, the topic was about me. Gemma was just having a ball telling the stories of when I was younger. And of course, she told the most embarrassing ones first.
After a while though, Gemma went off to talk to Keith’s younger sister, Rebecca.
“So you wanted a pink truck for your birthday eh?” Kathy joked, referring to one of the stories.
“Hey, pink trucks were cool back then!” I defended
“Mhm, sure they were” She giggled.
During the next hour an a half Kathy was able to meet the rest of my family. Who were all very sweet and welcoming to her. I knew my parents would grow fond of her quickly, and I was right. It only took a night and they were already smitten. It seemed like life was going a bit too well.
I walked over to the bar where Keith was, who’s surprisingly not with Kayla.
“Hey lad” I greeted
He turned to see me “Hey Damo”
“Having fun mate?” I asked
“Having a blast”
“Why you all alone over here then?” I curiously asked
“Taking a breather to think…” he replied, simply
“Ahh okay” I said, wondering what he was thinking about but decided to not pry.
“I think I’ll go say hi to me mum. Catch ya later Damo” He said, taking a last swig of his Guinness.
“See ya!”
I watched him stuff his hand into his suit’s jacket pocket and pull something out. He opened his hand and a few crumpled dollars dropped onto the bar counter. I didn’t watch to see the bartender take the tip though. My eyes were more focused on the ground, where Keith dropped something as he pulled out the tip money.
I bent down to pick up the object he dropped. I gasped at what the object was. Deciding that this was probably what Keith was thinking about.
“You dropped thi--” I said to no one, while standing up right again.
I looked to my left, and there was Keith, across the room already talking to his mum. I put the thing in my own suit’s jacket pocket planning to give it back to him later. I proceeded to leave the bar and find Kathy who was once again with Lindsey.
“Hey Damian,” she said once I reached them “We were about to go outside for a few moments to get a bit of fresh air, wanna come?”
“Sure”
The three of us weaved our way through the large groups to finally reach the front doors of the pub. Being a gentleman, I held the door for the two ladies and then lastly exited myself. We started chatting about how well the show went and the party is going. Afterwards Lindsey was telling Kathy about how she was loving her new job at the company.
And when no one was talking, we all just looked up at the moon which was lighting up the night. I couldn’t help but think about the thing Keith dropped earlier. It’s amazing how something that small could have a big effect on someone’s life. But nonetheless, I was happy for him.
All of a sudden, I felt a gust of wind blow past us.
“Yikes, its getting chilly, do you guys wanna go in?” I asked
“Maybe later, I’m actually pretty contempt out here. You can though if you would like” Kathy offered
“I’ll stay then. But would one of you like use my jacket to keep warm?” I suggested
“I’ll take you up on that offer” Liz accepted.
I shrugged off my jacket and handed it to Lindsey. While she was pulling it over her shoulders, a buzzing sound came from my pant’s pocket. I slid the phone open and answered.
“Hello?” I asked
“Damian, its Sharon. Where are you?”
“Outside. Why?”
“Well come inside, you’ll find out in a bit.”
“Alrighty then, I’ll see you in a second. Bye”
“Bye Damian”
I hung up and looked back to the girls who were looking right back at me.
“Sharon?” Kathy guessed
“Yep, she wants me for something. I’ll meet up with you guys later, bye!” I gave Kathy a quick kiss and left.
I walked back in and searched for where Sharon was. I started walking around then I heard someone shout my name behind me.
“Damian! There you are!” he said, running up to me close to knocking me over
“Whoa there buddy. What happen to you jacket?” I asked chuckling, looking at his big red ketchup stain
“Uh…long story. Hey, wher--” he began.
“Sharon’s gonna kill you if she see’s you!” I interrupted
“I know, and she wants to see me NOW!” he started to freak out “Where’s your jacket?”
“Oh, Lindsey has it, she’s outside”
“Okay good, uhm, when you see Sharon, can you stall for me?” he pleaded
“Aye, but no promises that I’ll be good at it!” I yelled after him as he ran towards the doors leading outside.
____Kathy’s POV____
After Damian’s departure, Liz and I stayed outside chatting casually. Then I started getting irritated with my nose cause it’s been stuffy for the past few days now.
“Hey Liz, do you have a tissue?” I asked
“Uhm, I don’t think so. Hold on, maybe Damian has one though…” she started digging around in both of his jacket’s pocket.
Then I saw her hands pause and her eyes went a little wide. I thought she was having a heart attack or something.
“Uh, are you alright? Whats wrong?” I asked
She slowly started to pull her hand out of the pocket. I watched her hand closely, as if something big was about to happen. Then I noticed she was holding something in the palm of her hand. Then I realized what she was holding was. We both fell silent.
“...What do you think it means?” I asked.
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Post by kccupcake on May 16, 2010 15:23:47 GMT -5
Chapter 27
“…What do you think it means?” I asked.
She looked at me as if I were stupid. Which I was, for asking that question.
“Oh right, right…” I mumbled.
It was quiet again, at least until I heard a ‘Wow.’
“What?” I questioned.
She extended the object towards me.
“I’m not sure if I should be looking at this.” I said, unsurely.
“C’mon, just take a peek”
“Oh fine…” I looked. “Wowza.”
Then I heard Liz yell “Hide!”
I looked up quickly to see what she was talking about. Through the window’s door we saw Paul coming outside. I panicked and threw it to Liz, who threw it back at me. Abruptly the door swung open, and an out of breath Paul was standing there. I quickly hid the thing behind my back. But Paul was able to catch the last second of me suddenly putting my hand behind me.
He gave me a suspicious look, but didn’t give it another since he was in a hurry.
“Hey Paul!..uh what happened to you?” Liz said a little to innocently
“Hey, uh” he mumbled this last part “I had a little fight with the ketchup…and it won…”
We both tried to stifle our laughter but it didn’t work to well. But he ignored us and carried on.
“Anyways, I hope you don’t mind me taking Damian’s jacket. Cause Sharon will kill me if she sees me in my Armani suit that she bought, covered in ketchup!” he rushed
“uh, not at all. Just make sure Damian gets it back I guess” Lindsey said, taking the jacket off.
“No problem! Well I‘ll see you ladies later, Sharon wants to see me now for some surprise thingy” he answered
“Bye Paul!”
Once Paul left, I cautiously pulled my arm forward again and started to fiddle with it.
“So watcha gonna do?” Liz asked
“I’m not quite sure…” I paused. “Wait did Paul say Sharon had some surprise for the guys?”
“I believe so, why?”
“Oh crap, I gotta go sorry! You’ll find out in a bit” I rushed back inside to find Alex, leaving Lindsey behind.
____Damian’s POV____
I watched Keith pace back and forth and pull out all his pockets inside out. I knew what he was looking for. I looked over to my right and there was Sharon standing a few feet away still waiting for Paul. I went and stood closer to Keith so no one would over hear us.
“Keith, I know what your looking for. You dropped it earlier at the bar.” I assured
You could see a wave of relief wash over him. “Do you have it?!”
“Yeah, it’s right,” I lifted my hand up and tried to put it in my jacket pocket, but only to realize I didn’t have it on. “…here…” I trailed off
Keith still stood there waiting “Well?”
“Oh, it’s in my suit jacket, which Lindsey has right now.” I said
“Well c’mon, let’s go get it before it gets in the wrong hands!” he grabbed my arm and started leading the way.
“Hey wait! Where are you two going?” Sharon shouted to us
“Uh, bathroom!” I shouted back
“Hurry then!” she said, and with that we left to find Lindsey.
A couple minutes later Paul finally showed up, with Damian’s jacket on. Sharon eyed him closely.
“Uh, Paul is that Damian’s jacket?” she asked
Paul examined him self. He had on mismatched clothing. The jacket was black and a snug fit on him and the pants were a shade of grey. He knew there was no use to lie because Sharon would be able to see right through him.
“Err, yes?”
“Care to share why you are wearing it? She questioned
“Well, I was having a little fight with the ketchup bottle…and I ended up with a stain on my jacket…” he explained
Sharon sighed. “Paul go give Damo his jacket back.”
“Okay..” Paul replied.
“And could you please hurry!”
Paul left to go find Damian to return his jacket back. But after searching for a bit, he still hadn’t found him yet. He didn’t want Sharon to be any more mad at him for being late so he decided to give it to someone else to return it. He just had to find someone first. Then he spotted Alex.
“Alex!” Paul said.
Alex turned around to see him “Hey Paul! What’s up?”
“Hey can you do me a favor?”
“Sure, what is it?” Alex asked
“Can you find Damian and give this to him?” Paul handed him the jacket.
“Sure thing”
“Thanks mate, I gotta get back to your mum now. See ya!” Paul replied.
I'm sure some of you know what it is by now, but for the fun of others, shhh! LOL. please comment
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Post by kccupcake on May 30, 2010 15:51:51 GMT -5
Chapter 28
It was only a couple of minutes after I left that I realized I was still holding it! I turned around, planning to walk back to Liz and get her to hold onto it. But when I turned around I saw Alex approaching me. I knew he saw me because he gave me a little wave.
I freaked. I was wearing a dress so I had no pockets to shove it into. I looked around then saw the back of Kayla talking to someone else. I slyly slipped it into her purse that slung over her shoulder. I knew it would stay safe there and that I could explain it later.
“Hey there you are. My mom told me the bouquets are in the back room.” he said, once he reached me.
“Okay then, let’s go.” I answered.
Then I noticed he had Damian’s jacket slung over his arm. “Why do you have Damian’s jacket?”
“Oh Paul wanted me to return it to Damo”
“Ohhh”
When we reached the door, Alex pulled out a little key from his pocket. Once he got the door opened he propped a chair in front of it. Just in case this time. Don’t wanna get locked in again!
“Wow that’s a lot more roses than I remembered.” I noted
“Yeah, I think we’re gonna have to make two trips.” he answered
“Your probably gonna have to set the jacket down too” I suggested.
“Yeah, good idea.”
So we both started filling our arms up with multiple dozens of rose bouquets.
____Damian’s POV____
We just saw Lindsey, but she didn’t have my jacket anymore. Apparently Paul took it so he wouldn’t get in trouble with Sharon about his ketchup stain. We knew Paul was with Sharon by now so we walked back to her. Keith was getting pretty impatient with finding it too.
When we reached Paul, we were let down again only to find out that he didn’t have it either. Naturally, Keith let out a groan. We asked where it was now and he told us that he couldn’t find me so he gave it to Alex to return it to me.
“Good, your all back” Sharon interrupted
“Hey Sharon, where’s Alex?” Keith asked
“He’s with Kathy getting something”
“We’re here!” Alex announced
I watched him walk up to Sharon with Kathy in tow. Although, it was a bit hard to tell it was her because her face was obscured by dozens of bouquets. Suddenly I saw her trip over her own two feet, as an impulse, I took a hold of her arm to steady her.
“Watch your step!” I aided
“Thanks, kinda hard to though with all these.” She took a quick look up at me then immediately looked down, avoiding contact.
“Would you like some help then?” I offered
“Uhm, no I’m good, thanks though” she said, and rushed off.
Something felt off about her. But I couldn’t figure out why.
“Damo! Let’s go!” Keith ushered
“What are you talking about?”
“I talked to Alex; he left it in the back room. Now c’mon before Sharon notices we’re missing”
____Kathy’s POV____
“Alright guys, let’s get this thing started,” Sharon paused and looked around her “Where’s Damian & Keith now?”
“Oh they offered to go get the rest of the bouquets in the back room.” Alex answered
“I can go tell them to hurry up” I offered
“Please do. In the mean time, we can start handing out the bouquets we have now to the orchestra girls”
I quickly made my way to the back room, but even before I got there I could hear them yelling about something. I stood to the side of the door, trying not to be seen. I knew it wasn’t nice to eavesdrop but, I was curious. I couldn’t hear them as well as before since they calmed down now and weren’t shouting. But the next few words coming from Keith’s mouth, I heard very clearly. hope you all liked it!
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