A Different World Ch. 5

*Jet*

I grabbed a sheet of paper and my old guitar and starting writing and playing. Then before long I had the song wrote on five separate  sheets of paper ready to be played by the whole band. I know I read it at least ten times, now it was time to make sure it was alright with Jasliene. She always told me I never had to ask her anything would be fine. Still I wanted her opinion.

Her room was right next to mine and there was a door leading from my room to hers. It looked more like a closet. I never knocked I just walked in, she was sitting on that seat thing in front of the window. With her guitar in her lap.

"Hey, when's our next gig?" I asked I think I scared her cause she jumped and turned.

"Tonight, I just made the call. I think at 11. Do you have something planned?" she always did the reserving. We usually played at Jake's Bar. Jasliene hated it there considering she was an inch away from death in the hands of some thugs. But she pushed through, she's strong and knows that we need the money for food.

"Yea, I do. Where at?" I walked over and sat beside her.

"Where else?" sarcasm. She loved it.

"Jake's?"

"Right on the dot." she said, she really hated that place.

"Read this." I handed her the scribbled on paper.

She was reading it over and over. She grabbed her guitar.

"How's the first chord go?" she asked  positioning her hands on the sleek frame of the acoustic.  I reach over and moved her hands down a few notches and adjusted the strings.

"I'm gonna play, you sing. This song wouldn't sound right if I sung it." she started to play and I stopped her.

"Your gonna sing some of it. Your just like me and you can relate to it as much as I can. Besides you have to wait until tonight." she was just like me in so many ways. You know accept the opposite sexes thing. She stood up and walked toward her closet.

"You have 2 hours to practice. Then where leaving, give the other sheet music to Sneers, Bee, and Shot." she ordered me around, to tell the truth when she does it I don't mind. Then I realized that she didn't mention her name to leave the sheet music.

"And what about you?" I stood up.

"Don't worry, I learn as we go along." She grabbed an outfit.

"What are you doing now?" I did question her a lot.

"Going to take a shower, got a problem?"  she turned and put her hand on her hip, I shut up. I turned and went to my room to practice the song.

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*Jasliene*

"Really, I don't know why that boy has to know everything about what I'm doing or where I'm going." yea I was talking to my self. It had already been an hour since I told him to practice. I thought I would check up on him.

I opened the door. He wasn't there, I went out the window to the tree that I broke my hands on and there he was. Playing the guitar in one of the highest branches. I laughed and shook my head.

"Trying to get in touch with your native heritage?" Yes I just called him a monkey. He dropped right in front of me. Getting the little bugs and twigs off his shirt.

"Oh, ha ha." he faked it. I flipped the long strand of brown hair that was on his forehead.

"You stink, and your hair is greasy."

"Well thanks for the compliment." he looked at his hair "I got the rock star look going on." I laughed at him as we were walking toward his window.

"A rock star smells like rotten fish and has hair that looks like it was greased with chicken fat?" he started laughing.

"I guess your right I do need to take a shower." he climbed through the window and offered a hand to me. Then he pulled back.

"Sorry I forgot about your……………….hands?" he paused for a minute then noticed my hands were fine.

"They weren't broke," I climbed in "just sprung."  and walked to his closet.

"Now you only have an hour to get the equipment in the van and take a shower. Now hurry up. Or am I going to have to give you a shower myself?" when I said the last thing, he blushed. A lot. I  noticed it too and started cracking up.

"You look like a feakin' tomato!" then I  laughed even harder.

"Well maybe you should." he said, that shut me up. Now I  was the one blushing. "Ha! Look who's a tomato now!!" he said pointing at me.

"Do I really want to know?" Smellerbee said as she walked in, we were silent now. She mumbled something I think it was, "Well if you two weren't so damn oblivious………" I didn't hear the rest.


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*Bee*

"Come on Jet! Get a move  on! You have enough gel in your hair, we're gonna be late!" I shouted at him. He obsessed over his hair, I don't see why. Jasliene hates it when he does that and if you haven't noticed they  have a thing for each other. A big thing.  But neither one of them will admit it,

Longshot, Sneers, and I were piling the equipment in the van, then Jet's girlfriend came out. Great, all we need is another distraction. Good thing she didn't come toward us, she stopped in her tracks and ran back in the house like she forgot something.  I ignored her and yelled at Jet, again.

"Jet!!"

"Damn Smellerbee, bust my eardrums would ya?" he said from behind me. It scared me, I punched him in the arm.

"Damnit Jet! Don't do that!" I could hear Longshot snickering in the background.

"Hey, you'll be next. Don't think that just cause you're my boyfriend you can get off easy." that scared him. Yes. Longshot and I are dating. It seemed a little weird at first but now, we're closer than ever. Jasliene cut off my train of thought when she came out the door and toward the van.

"Luna, your in charge. Keep them in line." she was charring the amps. She may be a girl but she is one of the strongest. She dropped them in the trunk, then walked around to Jet, and fluffed his hair. I told you she didn't like it.

"You know I hate it when you do that." she got in the passenger door, Jet stormed around to the driver side and got in.

"Why did you do that?! It took me thirty minutes to fix it!!" he yelled as he slammed the door. She laughed,

"That's why you shouldn't do it. I'm a girl and I don't spend that much time on my hair!" I rolled my eyes, they always fought like an old married couple, I wish they would be a couple. I pushed that thought to the back of my head, Longshot opened the van door for me. I climbed in and he followed. Sneers had been in there the whole time, asleep. We were about to start toward the bar when that pink girl person stopped us.

"Where do I ride?" she asked us. It was already crowded. I opened the door,

"Don't you have a car?" I asked pointing to the shiny red thing. She turned and looked at the car then to me, smiling.

"Oh yea, I forgot." she ran toward it. I was baffled, how do you forget a car like that?