Matt huffed and glared daggers into the back of the old man's head, shaking his own. He walked back into the garage and sighed softly. "Sorry, guys, but I can't get the cops called on us again or my parents will shut it down for good," he said. "We'll get practice this weekend, okay? When the old man's not home and can't complain." He smiled sadly at his friends before he walked inside after cleaning up a bit. He walked up to his room and shut the door, starting to blare music. He wished they could have their own studio now so they could play as loud as they damn well wanted to. He hated Mr. Jenkins. What an old fuck.
Sienna shook her head and frowned. "You don't mean that," she said. "You never regret telling me anything. I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything and you know I won't judge you. I'm not judging you. I just know you want to have sex with my brother and you're too much of a pussy to admit it. At least I can admit my feelings for your brother." She rolled her eyes when Matt started blaring music, getting up and walking to her door, opening it and running right into Zacky. She blushed and bit her lip hard. "Excuse me," she muttered, walking across the hall and banging on Matt's door. "Hey! Turn it down some!"
Sienna shook her head and frowned. "You don't mean that," she said. "You never regret telling me anything. I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything and you know I won't judge you. I'm not judging you. I just know you want to have sex with my brother and you're too much of a pussy to admit it. At least I can admit my feelings for your brother." She rolled her eyes when Matt started blaring music, getting up and walking to her door, opening it and running right into Zacky. She blushed and bit her lip hard. "Excuse me," she muttered, walking across the hall and banging on Matt's door. "Hey! Turn it down some!"
February 17th, 2015 at 11:46am