Whataya Want From Me | Closed.

Catrina took her time packing her things up, waiting until everyone was out of the room to give Brian a note. "If you can meet me at this address after school," she mumbled.

Brian looked at it and nodded. "Yeah," he mumbled. "Have a good day, Catrina."

"You too, Mr. Haner." She quickly looked around, making sure the coast was clear and pecked his cheek before she left to go to her next class.

Brian smiled. He went through the rest of the day, anxious to meet Catrina after school.

Catrina met Brian at the abandoned bar she and the guys practiced at, waiting inside with a bottle of whiskey.

Brian walked in, looking around. "What's this place?" He asked.

"It's an abandoned bar Zack found that we use to practice when we can't at Matt's place."

"Oh, that's cool," Brian said. He walked over to her. "So why did you want to meet me here?"

Catrina shrugged. "I guess I wanted you to see it." She moved in front of him and bit down on her bottom lip nervously. "All four of us have been trying to save up to buy it and maybe make it into a small venue or a studio."

Brian nodded his head. "I think you could do it," he said.

Catrina grinned, happy someone besides the guys believed they could do it. "After Zack found this place we spent a whole weekend cleaning everything up." She lead him over to the bar and grabbed the bottle of whiskey she had brought with her. The teen poured herself a shot and took it, cringing a little as it went down her throat. "The bathrooms were definitely the worst to clean up but now they're spotless. Sucks that they don't work though."

"Maybe once you get enough money you could get new plumbing," Brian said. "I think this would be a nice venue or a studio."

"Zack's dad already said when we buy the building he'd do the plumbing for us at a reduced rate," Catrina mumbled. "So all we really need is someone related to a contractor so we can get a deal on that," she joked.

Brian bit his lip. "My dad might know someone," he said. "We used to help build houses in the summer when I was younger."

"I'll definitely have to remember that when we finally buy this place," Catrina mumbled. She poured another shot of whiskey and offered it to Brian.

Brian took the shot, downing it effortlessly.

"What's the craziest place you've had sex," Catrina asked.

Brian bit his lip as he thought. "Probably in the bed of some stranger's truck," he said.

"I'm pretty boring," Catrina admitted. "I've only ever had sex on a bed or a couch."

"You're still young," Brian said with a chuckle.