Battle of the Bands

eleven

-No One's Point Of View-

"Alright, Patrick, I'm listening. What did you want to tell me?" Pete questioned.

Patrick quickly told Pete what he heard Julie tell Melissa.

As Patrick told the tale, Pete's jaw dropped more and more.

"So that's why she looked so heartbroken when I found her." Pete said quietly when Patrick finished explaining Julie's story.

"She looked heartbroken?" Patrick questioned.

"Well, yeah... But only for a few seconds." Pete said as he thought back to the event.

Patrick sighed, "We've got to make it up to her somehow." he said quietly.

Pete began to smile widely, "I think I've got the most perfect idea." he said just before he ran off.

"Hey, wait! We're up next!" Patrick shouted after him.

"I'll be back in plenty of time!" Pete shouted back as he kept running.

Patrick glanced around as soon as Pete left, confused as to why he left in the first place.

Where did he go anyways?

Then he felt a hand slap onto his back, making him slightly jump.

"Stumpy, man, you've got to relax." a voice said.

Patrick turned around to see Frank smiling back at him.

Patrick smiled, "Oh, Frank, its you."

"Yeah, its me. Who did you think it was gonna be?" Frank asked.

"I'm....not sure." Patrick answered quietly.

Frank smiled, "Dude, relax. Don't worry about the show. The crowd is awesome."

Patrick sighed, "No, that's not what I'm worried about."

"Well then, what is it?" Frank questioned.

"Alright, so here's what happened..." Patrick began.