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A NOTE: Most of the chapters after this one will be taking place in Vegas. I will be switching point of views constantly, but you'll always know who's talking. Plus, I owe you guys an update, so I'm putting up 2 chapters today.
-Sami [f e r r i s]
Chapter Seventeen Viva Las Vegas
The sparkling lights of Las Vegas glittered through their tourbus window. Mikey excitedly held Alicia’s hand; even though he had been here a couple times before to perform, he had always loved the lights and the sounds. It reminded him of Times Square, which reminded him of New Years, which reminded him of Alicia because they would always kiss at midnight. His thoughts were constantly circling and reminding him of her, which he took as a sure sign that they were meant to be. Alicia leaned over and laid her head on his shoulder. “Hey babe, you nervous?” “A little. But I’m more excited than nervous. You’re definitely The One.” Alicia pulled his face to hers and kissed him. Gerard smiled, jiggling his foot and he sat next to Bob. It was a nervous habit he had retained since his days in high school. Bob tried to edge away from Gee, hoping he wouldn’t get kicked in the shin. “Gee do you need a cigarette?” Ray asked. Gee usually reserved his leg-jiggling for when he either didn’t have caffeine or nicotine in his system and since he has downed 4 cups of coffee, he was probably craving the latter. Gee nodded sheepishly. He had been trying to quit and he had been doing a good job, up until the ending of the world, which sent him running for his pack of Malboros. Bob passed him the pack of cigarettes, but not before he and Ray each took one. They all lit up and let out the welcome smoke.
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wiL Francis kept nervously pacing the bus as they neared Las Vegas. He knew what he had to do and even though Claire had said she loved him, he still couldn’t help but be nervous. He was about to start another pacing cycle when he bumped into Troy. “You have something on your mind, I can tell,” said the merchguy, peering through the curtain. wiL sat down on the nearest bunk and sighed. “I wanna….I wanna…I wanna ask Claire to marry me,” he said, burying his head in his hands. “Oh God, it sounds so stupid, doesn’t it? I mean, she’ll never say yes.” Troy gave him a look. “Are we thinking about the same Claire? Because I’m sure if you asked that Claire to marry you, she would probably melt into a puddle before saying yes.” wiL let out a hallow laugh. “Maybe. Maybe not.” “You know, I’m having the same problem. I want to ask Sami to marry me as well,” he said as he took a seat by wiL. “Yeah, but you can’t be nervous about that.” “I am a little. She might not say yes.” wiL just stared at him. “What?” The merchguy asked confused. “She would LOVE to marry you. Trust me, I can tell. It’s just meant to be.” “Same for you and Claire then.” The two of them sat in silence for a while until wiL let out a heavy sigh. “So, how should we pop the question?” “No ******** idea. I guess when we get to Vegas. I don’t even have a ring.” “Oh yeah, that. Shiiiittt. I’m really bad at this. I almost forgot about the ring.” “wiL, with or without a ring, I’m sure she’ll say yes.” “I’m glad you’re so sure.” Suddenly, the curtain pulled back and Sami’s head appeared. wiL could feel Troy instantly tense up as she came into their part of the bus. She had a confused expression on her face. “Troy, what’s wrong?” “Nothing! Nothing at all!” he said. Sami still looked at him with confusion but then shrugged and walked to the back of the bus.
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The MCR crew pulled up in front of a big glittering hotel. They pulled their suitcases out from the bus and found rooms to stay in. When they had dumped all their belongings in various places, Gerard opened his cellphone and called wiL again. “Hey, where are you guys?” “Err…I think we’re like, about an hour away. Something like that. We’ll be there soon.” “Okay. Call us when you get here. We’ll tell you what hotel we’re staying at.” “Will do,” said the Aiden frontman, hanging up the phone. The My Chemical Romance gang went to look for a proper wedding chapel and proper wedding clothes.
the five of us are d y i n g .
S E X L 3 X I A · Thu Jan 25, 2007 @ 06:08pm · 3 Comments |