Teenagers
Chapter Four: Wait-tour?
The next morning, I walked to Gerard’s house with Kyle, and Oliver. Yes, I should call Gerard dad. The truth? I never called anyone that before. I pounded on the door and he finally answered.
“I thought you were at the orphanage?” He said.
“Can we come in? Hiding from the preps,” I slurred.
“Yeah, but why you guy’s wasted,” He asked.
“Party,” Kyle replied. Oliver, Kyle and I walked to his couch and collapsed, me getting stuck in the middle. We passed out and woke up a few hours later.
“Morning,” I said, rubbing my temples. I looked around and saw Oliver’s parents and Kyle’s parents sitting with Gerard. I pushed Kyle and he awoke as I poked Oliver in his ribs. We walked up to the adults and froze.
“Hey,” We said.
“What happened last night?” Kyle’s mom, Mrs. Owen, asked.
“Party,” We mumbled as our heads faced the floor.
“And why were you hiding from the preps?” Gerard asked.
“Did we say that?” Oliver laughed.
“Yes we did! I said it! The preps got annoying!” I yelled.
“We’re sorry,” Kyle apologized to our parents.
“Well, we’ve been talking,” Mr. Smith, Oliver’s dad, began.
“For a few hours, you realize,” Mrs. Smith added.
“And decided that,” Mr. Owen continued.
“You three are coming on tour with My Chemical Romance,” Gerard finished.
“I thought you were at the orphanage?” He said.
“Can we come in? Hiding from the preps,” I slurred.
“Yeah, but why you guy’s wasted,” He asked.
“Party,” Kyle replied. Oliver, Kyle and I walked to his couch and collapsed, me getting stuck in the middle. We passed out and woke up a few hours later.
“Morning,” I said, rubbing my temples. I looked around and saw Oliver’s parents and Kyle’s parents sitting with Gerard. I pushed Kyle and he awoke as I poked Oliver in his ribs. We walked up to the adults and froze.
“Hey,” We said.
“What happened last night?” Kyle’s mom, Mrs. Owen, asked.
“Party,” We mumbled as our heads faced the floor.
“And why were you hiding from the preps?” Gerard asked.
“Did we say that?” Oliver laughed.
“Yes we did! I said it! The preps got annoying!” I yelled.
“We’re sorry,” Kyle apologized to our parents.
“Well, we’ve been talking,” Mr. Smith, Oliver’s dad, began.
“For a few hours, you realize,” Mrs. Smith added.
“And decided that,” Mr. Owen continued.
“You three are coming on tour with My Chemical Romance,” Gerard finished.