Happy Birthday To Me
Unknown
UNKNOWN POINT OF VIEW
"I gotta take a wiz." I said as I stood up off the comfortable couch and walked to the closest bathroom which happened to be Frank's.
"Too much information!" Bob called after me which I could only chuckle at.
When I entered the bathroom I spotted Marissa's duffel bag on the counter.
I guess it wouldn't hurt just to see what's inside it.
I made sure the door was closed before I began to rummage through the bag. I found a tent, a sleeping bag, some bathroom supplies, and about twenty bucks. "Come on, there's got to be something better in here." I whispered.
Then my fingertips brushed across it. A crisp, white unopened envelope. I took it from the bag and noticed Marissa's name was written on the front in nice cursive and blue ink.
Someone knocked on the door, making me jump, "Hey man, are you almost done in there?" Bob questioned.
"You know there's another bathroom, right?!" I called back.
"It's occupied!"
"Okay, I'm almost done!" I replied before I shoved the letter into my jacket and then I shuffled over to the toilet to do my business.
MARISSA
"So what's the plan for tomorrow?" I questioned as I pulled myself up onto the washing machine to sit down being there weren't any chairs in the laundry room.
Ray rubbed the back of his neck in a sheepish sort of way, "Yeah, we're performing at the club again tomorrow. It's a two-night thing."
"Will you be coming with us again?" Frank questioned as he smiled.
I shook my head at him, "I don't think so. I would really like to avoid having drinks thrown on me again."
"I don't think that will happen again." Frank said.
"I don't want to chance it." I said, "Besides, even if I don't get drinks thrown on me I'm sure Gerard will find some way to make something else happen and next time it could be worse."
"So what are you going to do instead?" Ray questioned, accepting my form or reason.
"How much longer will we be in Venice Beach?" I asked back.
"We leave day after tomorrow." Frank answered.
I nodded, "Then I'll probably go down to Muscle Beach. I would really like to see it while I still can."
Frank and Ray nodded in return.
"Sounds good." Frank said brightly.
"I gotta take a wiz." I said as I stood up off the comfortable couch and walked to the closest bathroom which happened to be Frank's.
"Too much information!" Bob called after me which I could only chuckle at.
When I entered the bathroom I spotted Marissa's duffel bag on the counter.
I guess it wouldn't hurt just to see what's inside it.
I made sure the door was closed before I began to rummage through the bag. I found a tent, a sleeping bag, some bathroom supplies, and about twenty bucks. "Come on, there's got to be something better in here." I whispered.
Then my fingertips brushed across it. A crisp, white unopened envelope. I took it from the bag and noticed Marissa's name was written on the front in nice cursive and blue ink.
Someone knocked on the door, making me jump, "Hey man, are you almost done in there?" Bob questioned.
"You know there's another bathroom, right?!" I called back.
"It's occupied!"
"Okay, I'm almost done!" I replied before I shoved the letter into my jacket and then I shuffled over to the toilet to do my business.
MARISSA
"So what's the plan for tomorrow?" I questioned as I pulled myself up onto the washing machine to sit down being there weren't any chairs in the laundry room.
Ray rubbed the back of his neck in a sheepish sort of way, "Yeah, we're performing at the club again tomorrow. It's a two-night thing."
"Will you be coming with us again?" Frank questioned as he smiled.
I shook my head at him, "I don't think so. I would really like to avoid having drinks thrown on me again."
"I don't think that will happen again." Frank said.
"I don't want to chance it." I said, "Besides, even if I don't get drinks thrown on me I'm sure Gerard will find some way to make something else happen and next time it could be worse."
"So what are you going to do instead?" Ray questioned, accepting my form or reason.
"How much longer will we be in Venice Beach?" I asked back.
"We leave day after tomorrow." Frank answered.
I nodded, "Then I'll probably go down to Muscle Beach. I would really like to see it while I still can."
Frank and Ray nodded in return.
"Sounds good." Frank said brightly.
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So who is the Unknown point of view? Bob is out of the question because he was being talked to. Who's left? Gerard and Mikey. Gerard would most likely take Marissa's letter without asking, but would he question if it was a good idea or not?http://i890.photobucket.com/albums/ac103/Nevershoutnevergirl18/storybanner-1.jpg
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