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Post by Aiken4ClayInSeattleWA on Mar 10, 2009 18:35:41 GMT -8
Ok This is my first EVER trying to write a fanfic, so please go easy on me ok? lol I am so scared to post it but I thought, hey lets just give it a try right? lol Well this story I got help by reading VaMom4Clay *going to be a hurt story lol*stories, I LOVE her stories, so thought I might try writing one myself. I am not the best writer in the world, but I am going to try my best, cause thats all you can do, right? So please leave feed back Let me know what you think, and of course I am NOT going to be anywhere as good as VaMom4Clay's stories, but I am bored so thought I would try it out
So of course I don't own Clay Aiken or anyone else in this story, these are just my thoughts and its a fanfic.
Chapter One:
It was the start of the new summer tour, and everyone was so happy to see one another again. It felt like ages since he had his tour family back together again, and it felt great. They were all getting ready to leave, but he still had to pack all his things that he would need while he was on this two and a half month tour.
He was almost done with his packing when he came across the bottle that he had grown to hate over the past year and a half. Sure it has helped him out a lot with his panic attacks, and he wouldn't wish panic attacks on anyone, even his worst enemies. But it also has helped him to gain some weight, ok a lot of weight, if he was being honest.
He knew he needed to gain some weight, all his friends told him that as well. He was also glad he gained some weight. But now looking in the mirror at the person he calls himself, he can't help but think that he is disgusting looking. Looking at his face he sees how puffy it has gotten because of the paxil, and when he looks down at his tummy, he sees how big it has gotten. Kind of like an old man who has drank to much beer, and it has all went to his tummy.
He knows that his fans still love him and everything, but come on, it was only a matter of time when they too were going to see how much he let himself go. He remember on the last summer tour, when he got that letter from a fan about how much he let himself go and that he needed to lay off the donuts for a while.
Sure he laughed it off and made a joke about it to his fans, but the truth is that, deep down it hurt. He always told people that he didn't think looks matter that much, of course he still thinks that, but he still wants to look good. I mean who doesn't? He was so afraid that one day he would wake up and everything or everyone will be gone. The fans, his friends, and even his family, who would want a son that's over weight, when her other son is a marine.
Sometimes its hard being the older brother of a marine, and who all his friends are also marines. I love my brother to death, don't get me wrong, but Brett just seems to be the perfect child for any parent. He has good looks, he is good at any sport that he puts his mind to, and he has every girl that he would ever want.
But I guess I shouldn't be talking about the girl thing, because according to Nick and everyone, I too could have any girl that I would ever want. But I don't just want any girl, I want someone who will love me for the person that I am and not for the guy "Clay Aiken". And who would want a young man that is over weight? I know I wouldn't want to date me if I were a girl.
Jerome then interrupts my thoughts by yelling,
"Aiken, you about ready to go?"
I sigh, "Yea I'll be there in a sec ok?"
"Ok kid, just hurry it up before everyone starts getting mad" he said laughing, walking back in the tour bus.
Laughing I yell back "Ok, I am coming"
I start to run out when out of the corner of my eye, I see the bottle, I stop and just look at it. Should I take it? I thought to myself, ... nah, I don't need it. Besides if I stop taking it then, I will lose weight just like when I gained the weight when I started taking it, right?
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Post by Aiken4ClayInSeattleWA on Mar 11, 2009 11:27:13 GMT -8
Chapter Two:
They just got done with their first concert of the tour, everything went great. The fans seemed to have had a great time, which then fed the rest of them to wanting to put out more. He loved the stage; he loved the feelings that he had when he was up there.
Every time he was on that stage, he felt like he was the only person in the world. He just knew he was meant to be on that stage, and he thanked god everyday for the wonderful gift that he gave him. When he got off the stage he quickly went to his dressing room, to shower and change into something more comfortable before he greeted his fans.
He got his clothes from his bag and took them into the bathroom; he felt how his shirt stuck to his back from the sweat. That was the only thing he hated about being outside for his summer tours, it was always so hot. He hated being all sweaty, he quickly shed his clothes and jumped into the cool water. He just stood there and thought how wonderful it felt to have the cool water running down his body, cooling him off.
Once he felt like he cooled down a bit, he found his shampoo and poured some into his hands, rubbing his hands together he slowly ran the soap up his arms. Then he took the other bottle to wash his hair, and started rubbing it into his scalp. He slowly ran his fingers through his hair, and thought how wonderful it felt.
He was washing the soap out of his hair when he heard a loud banging at the door, it was Jerome.
"Hurry up Aiken; you don't want to keep the fans waiting, do you?"
He sighed and yelled back, "Ok, ok, hold your horses."
He quickly got out of the shower and dried off with a towel, and then he put on his Pajamas pants and a North Carolina T-shirt. He looked in the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair, trying to tame it a little, but saw that it was no use.
"Oh well, they like the bed head look... right?" He said smiling to himself.
He was at the door, getting ready to open it when it quickly opened in front of him. On the other side he saw Jerome, who looked to be a little upset.
"Its about time boy" Jerome said with a not so happy look on his face.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to take a cold shower and cool off" Clay said while looking down to his feet.
Jerome sighed, "Kid..look, I'm sorry, I just don't want to be late to the next show right off the bat, you know?"
"It's ok big guy, I understand the stress that you are under" Clay said looking up into the bigger man's eyes.
Jerome just looked back into the smaller mans eyes and couldn't help but have a smile on his face. He has been with this kid for almost over a little six years now. He has seen Clay at both his best and worst times, and even though it has been a lot of tough times over the years, he wouldn't trade it for the world. He knew the real Clay unlike some people, he knew what made him mad and what his little pet peeves were. But he also knew the great person that Clay is, he knows how big his heart is and how much he cares for people before himself.
And just for that he knew that he could never leave his side, no matter how ugly it might get. He knew deep down he saw Clay as one of his own, when he looked at him, he saw a son. He just couldn't imagine why a person like Vernon or Ray, couldn't take Clay in and love him like the great son that he is. Oh well he thought, it was their lost and his gain, and he never wanted to screw that up between them.
Jerome was still in deep thoughts when he heard a small little voice.
"Are you still mad at me?" Clay said with a scared little voice, that reminded Jerome of a 5 year old boy.
"Huh, or sorry, I was just thinking" said Jerome
"Oh" Clay said stilling looking up at Jerome
Jerome smiled and leaned over taking Clay in a huge bear hug.
Clay a little scared also put his arms around the big guy
When Jerome pulled back, Clay just stared and asked,
"What was that for?"
"I don't know, it just seems like I haven't done that enough and felt like I needed to" Jerome said with a smile on his face.
"Come on wonder boy, lets go greet those fans of yours" Jerome said
Clay smiled and said "Ok, yeah lets not keep them waiting any longer, you know how they get"
Jerome laughed and said "Oh yea I do, and I am the one that has to cover your skinny butt"
Clay just laughed and started out to greet the fans with his Big buddy Jerome.
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Post by Aiken4ClayInSeattleWA on Mar 11, 2009 19:06:09 GMT -8
Chapter Three:
Clay's POV:
Before he even stepped out to greet the fans, he heard their screams for him. They were yelling things out, in hopes that he would hear them. Yelling things out, like "I love you Clay" or "Marry me Clay." Clay couldn't help but smile as he thought about his wonderful fans, how could you not?
He thought the world of his fans, because without them, he knew he wouldn't be where he was at today. Everything he worked at, he made sure that he gave 110%, if not more into it. He always wanted to make them proud of him, because he felt like he owned them that at least.
Jerome who was a head of him opened the door, so that Clay could walk through. Clay stepped out so that all his fans could see him, he just smiled and started waving, soaking it all in. He was at the end of the line of signing things for his fans when he couldn't believe what he was hearing. One lady, an older little lady started yelling in Clays direction, at first he didn't understand what she was trying to say.
But as he got closer to the screaming fan, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing. She was yelling rude things towards his way, so loud that all the fans by her just stopped looking at Clay and started to look her way, to hear what she was saying.
"What have you done to yourself Clay?" The screaming lady said
"What do you mean?" Clay asked looking her way
"What do I mean? What do I mean? Just look at yourself Clay! You use to be this young cute guy, but now.? Now you are just a fat ugly man who can sing"
"How are you ever going to get new fans by looking like that?" The lady yelled
Clay would have fell backwards if Jerome wasn't there to grab him before he hit the hard cement. Clay just blinded and started looking around to the other fans, to see what their reactions were to what this lady had just said. When he looked around he just saw everyone shaking their heads in agreement to what this lady had been saying.
Oh God, thought Clay. He knew this was going to happen one day, he just knew that all this was too good to be true. He wished it wouldn't happened but he knew he had this coming after he got that letter.
Clay felt like time froze still, he felt like someone nailed his feet to the ground and wouldn't let him move, even if he wanted to. But for some odd reason he started to move, he looked behind him and saw Jerome pushing him towards the bus, with a serious look on his face. Once they got to the steps of the bus, Clay felt his body being lifted up off the ground and into the bus.
Once inside Jerome closed the door as soon as he could, and turned and just looked at Clay. He saw Clay sitting on the couch with this really distant look on his face. Jerome slowly made his way over to Clay and got on his knees, trying to look Clay in the eyes, to see what he was thinking.
Clay still wouldn't look into Jerome's eyes, which started to scare Jerome a little. Jerome slowly put his hand under Clays chin, and slowly lifted his head so that he could look into his eyes. He didn't like what he saw at all, Clay had tears falling from his eyes and rolling down his cheeks. He looked so much like a scared little boy, who got caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
Which made Jerome's heart start to break into two, he just couldn't believe some people. Haven't they ever heard the saying, "If you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all." Didn't that fan know, that just because Clay was a celebrity, that didn't mean he had any less of feelings than anyone else.
Jerome didn't know what to say, and to tell you the truth he didn't think Clay could speak right now anyway. So he did the only thing he knew how to, he grabbed onto Clays shaky body and just held him. Held him like Vernon and Ray should have done with him, when he was hurting, but they never did. They always thought that when a man cried that they were somehow weak.
For what seemed like hours, but were only maybe five minutes, Jerome slowly pulled away.
"Tell me what's going on in that head of yours" Jerome said
Jerome heard Clay mumbled something
"What Clay?" Jerome said leaning in a little closer this time
"She's right" Clay said in nothing but a whisper
"What Aiken? Don't you dare believe a word that woman said to you, it doesn't matter" Jerome said a little louder than he wanted it to be
"Just look at me!" Clay shouted which startled Jerome
Jerome looked at Clay who now stood up, and with his hands pointed down to show Jerome to look at his body.
"I am looking at you" Jerome yelled, who started to stand up as well
"Well, then you can clearly see what that woman said is true! Don't lie to me Jerome, I know that I've gain weight" Clay said
Jerome look Clay up and down, he knew Clay had gained some weight, but heck look at him before. He was to thin, way to thin for his liking. He was glad when he started gaining some weight, it made him look more like a man instead of some high school kid. Jerome also knew that the weight gain was from the paxil that he was taking for his panic attack. Cause lets face it, he knew that Clay didn't eat enough to keep a bird alive.
"Yes you did gain some weight but Clay come on, you, I and everyone knew that you needed to" Jerome said
"I know I did, but not this much Jerome and you know it! I have gained to much weight" Clay said looking at Jerome
"Look, Aiken, I really don't want to fight with you about this" Jerome said, getting upset now
"You know I am right, don't you? Just admit it" Clay said looking at the bigger man in the eyes
"We are done here, I'm not going to talk to you about something as stupid as this" Jerome said, wishing that Clay would just drop it.
"Fine! But you know that I am right, and you know it" Clay said walking fast to the back of the bus, where his bed was
As Clay was walking back to his bed, Quiana was walking back from watching her favorite TV show.
She almost ran into Clay when he took off to the back, she turned back around and looked at Jerome.
"What's wrong with him?" She asked, looking up at Jerome
"You might want to sit down for this one" Jerome said, telling her
After Jerome was done telling Quiana the story as to what had happened at the bus line tonight, Quiana couldn't help but to gasp out loud.
"Your kidding, right? Please tell me this is just one of Clay's stupid jokes" She said
"I wish I could say that baby girl" Jerome said with a sad look in his eyes
"How could anyone say that?" She said, with her eyes matching Jerome's sad eyes
"I really don't know, I guess this is just the sad place we live in right now. Its sad, that people have gotten as low as this" Jerome said
"Is he all right?" Quiana asked
"I don't know, but I really think he believes what was said tonight" Jerome said
"That's what I'm afraid of Jerome" She said looking down
"I know, me too" said Jerome
Jerome looked up at Quiana when he heard her starting to cry. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her and letting her get it all out.
"I hope he doesn't do anything stupid Jerome" Quiana said, wiping the tears out of her eyes
Me too, sweetie, me too, Jerome thought. As much as Jerome wanted to think that Clay wouldn't do anything stupid. He feared that the damage was already done, and all he could do was be there for him. God he hoped that he was wrong.
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Post by Melodia on Mar 12, 2009 4:45:01 GMT -8
Wow... it's so sad. And it's even sadder to know that there are people like the lady in your story. For exmple that woman who sent Quianna that letter.. I just don't get it... If people are so concerned with the way Clay looks they shouldn't call themselves fans.. Instead they should be fans of... lets say Chris Brown.. Oh.. he looks so "Hot".. oh and by the way, he beats his girlfriend.. But who cares, he's "HOT".. (sorry, I just got frustrated ;D ) Still, I'm glad that majority of Clay fans are as nice as us ;D Anyway...Aiken4ClayInSeattleWA You are VERY talented... The story is very catchy, I love it. Keep on writing girl!
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Post by Aiken4ClayInSeattleWA on Mar 12, 2009 12:50:48 GMT -8
Chapter Four:
Clay's POV:
Later that night everyone thought it would be a good idea to stop and get something to eat. They saw a little restaurant at the side of a narrow road; thankfully it looked to be no one there.
Jerome was taking down everyone's orders, so that they could get their food to go. He had everyone's orders but Clay's, so he went back to his bunk to ask him. When he pulled back the curtain, he saw that Clay was fast asleep. Not having the heart to wake him up, he just decided that he would probably eat a hamburger and fries, just like he always does.
About a half hour later everyone was happily eating their food that they had got. Jerome then went to the back of the bus to wake Clay, so that he could eat his food before it got cold. When he got to Clay and started shaking his shoulder to wake him.
"Clay, it's time to wake up, we got some food for you" Jerome said
Clay rolled back over to the other side, trying to get away from the shaking that Jerome was doing to his shoulder. He then pulled the covers up higher on his body. Jerome couldn't help but laugh as he saw this. Man this boy could sleep anywhere, Jerome thought to himself. He then started shaking his shoulder a little hard this time.
"Clay, come on wake up before your food gets cold" Jerome said a little louder
Clay moaned and said "Ok, I'll be there in a sec, ok?"
"Ok, I'll have the food for you on the table when you get up" Jerome said walking back to the front of the bus.
Clay sighed and slowly got up, once standing he stood and stretched his body, lifting his arms above his head. He loved sleeping he thought to himself; every time he was able to get to sleep it always took him into another place. When he was having a bad day, like today, it took his mind off of what just happened. He just wished he could have slept forever, but he knew that would just be running away from his problems. Something that he couldn't do.
He walked towards the front of the bus where everyone was at, eating their dinner. He sat down next to Quiana, and reached out and took the little brown box that was in front of him. He knew that he had a looked of disgust when he first saw what was in front of him.
He was hungry before, but now after seeing the hamburger and fries he felt sick to his stomach. He couldn't stop the thoughts of what happened early today, he couldn't stop the images of him and what he had looked like when he saw himself in the mirror.
He quickly pushed the box back out in front of him, which caused him to get stares from the people around him.
"Is there something wrong with the burger Clay?" Quiana asked looking at her friend
"No, I just don't feel good all of a sudden, is all" Clay said
"Well you need to get something into you Clay, you haven't had anything all day." Said Jerome
"But I really don't feel good" Clay said with more force in his voice
"Maybe you don't feel good because you haven't eaten anything yet." Quiana said looking into Clay's eyes.
Clay couldn't take it anymore, couldn't they just understand that he wasn't feeling good and just didn't want to eat? I mean doesn't everyone have those feelings every once and a while? Fine if they want me to eat, then I will eat, just to shut them up.
"Fine, I will eat, but can I please just eat in my bed? I want to be a lone for a while" Clay said
"Yea that's fine, just make sure you eat ok?" Quiana said looking at him
"Yea I will" Clay said slowly walking back towards his bunk
"Feel better." Quiana shouted back
"Thanks, I will." Clay shouted back towards her
"Thank God." Clay said out loud to know one but himself
He sat on his bunk and just stared at the hamburger and fries, I really don't want to eat this he thought. He laid down and looked at his stomach, look how big it is he thought, how come no one else could just admit it to him? They didn't have to lie to him, he already knew what that woman said was true.
Clay slowly lifted his shirt so that he could look at his bare stomach. All he could see and think about was the fat that he saw before him. I have to do something he thought to himself, I can't lose anymore fans.
Ok, he thought to himself, I'm not taking the paxil anymore so that should help me to lose some weight. I guess I could also go on a diet to help things along, just so that I am normal again. To start off the diet, I am not going to eat this fatty hamburger and fries, but what should I do?
Clay slowly looked around the room and saw a trash can with some papers in it. He walked towards it with the brown box that he was holding in his hands. He picked up some papers and put the brown box into the trash can and carefully placed the papers on top of it, covering it up.
There he thought to himself, now no one will even know that I didn't eat dinner, he said smiling to himself. He jumped back into his bed, and got under the covers.
"Now if I just keep this up, then in no time I will be thin as I was back in the AI days." Clay said out loud to no one.
Calming down he slowly fell asleep with a smile on his face, thinking about how good his plan was. Or so he thought.
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Post by mrsclaytieaiken on Mar 12, 2009 17:27:43 GMT -8
that is Awsome Babe Gurl Love mamma katie
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Post by claycrazzy12 on Mar 13, 2009 11:43:17 GMT -8
VERY GOOD HEATHER! You are doing an EXCELLENT job! He better EAT! Write more PLEASE! I LOVE IT! Love, Kayleigh
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Post by Aiken4ClayInSeattleWA on Mar 13, 2009 13:21:04 GMT -8
Chapter Five:
Whisper's POV:
She was just cleaning up from a long day of work at the hospital; it had been a really busy day being a nurse. She loved her job, but just like everyone else she got tired from it after a while. She was just cleaning her hands when her best friend since she was five years old came into the room.
“Hey Whisper, you want to watch a movie with me tonight, and maybe order a pizza? It will be like a girl’s night.” Jamie said
“I don’t know Jamie, I had a really busy day and I am kind of tired.” Whisper said looking at her friend.
“Aw come on, it will be fun, and besides I have to ask you something.” Jamie said taking her friends hand, pulling her out towards her car.
“Can’t you just ask me here” Whisper said pulling her hand back.
“No I can’t, its really important and I don’t want to ask you here.” Jamie said pulling her again.
“It had better be good, that’s all I’m going to say.” Whisper said rolling her eyes and walking towards her friend’s car.
“Oh it most defiantly is.” Jamie said opening the car door and getting in.
Whisper got into the other side of the car and just rolled her eyes. She had to love Jamie though; she has always been the best friend anyone could ever ask for. She has been there for her during the good and bad times. She was there when her baby brother died of cancer, which was the reason why she wanted to become a Nurse. But she also could make her laugh like no one else could; she remembers this one night they had laughed so hard that they almost wet their pants.
They were on their way over to Jamie’s apartment when Jamie decided it was too quite, so she looked around for her favorite cd. When she saw it under Whisper’s seat.
“Whisper, can you get that cd for me and put it on?” Jamie said keeping her eyes on the road in front of her.
“Sure” Whisper said picking up the cd Jamie said for her to garb. She put in into the cd player and pressed play, waiting to see what cd it was.
When she heard the first few lines of the song she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She should have known.
“Whatcha doin tonight I wish I could be a fly on your wall Are you really alone Who's stealin' your dreams Why can't I bring you into my life What would it take to make you see that I'm alive”
Jamie sang along out loud, while dancing in her seat.
“Aw come on Whisper, you know you love this song, just admit it.” Jamie said looking over at Whisper.
“I’m getting really tired of this song if you ask me, that’s all you play.” she said
“Well of course, you know how much I love Clay Aiken.” Jamie said
“You don’t even know the guy Jamie, how can you love someone you don’t even know?” Whisper said, looking over at her friend who stopped dancing in her seat.
“I just do ok; he is so sweet and can sing like an angel.” Jamie said
“You don’t even know if he’s sweet or not.”
“Yes I do Whisper.” Jaime said, sounding a little upset when she said it.
“How do you know?”
“I just do ok; I follow him around on the message boards, so I know a lot more than you do. I know that he is sweet and by far the nicest guy out there; he knows how to treat a lady right. If only there were more of him out there, then us women would be a lot happier.” Jamie went on.
“That’s just an act Jamie, all those so called super stars act like that when they are in the public’s eye. But in real life they are jerks, they just don’t want anyone to know that.” Whisper said
“You don’t know that.” Jamie shouted.
“Yes I do, he’s just like all those other singers, he’s spoiled and he doesn’t give a monkeys butt about anyone else but himself.” Whisper said, wishing she would have just kept her month shut from the start. She knew how Jamie got when it came to Clay Aiken, she was in love with the guy and she didn’t even know why. Yes he can sing, she’ll give him that, but he’s just like all the other singers out there right now. He only cares about how much money he can get from his fans, why couldn’t Jamie see that?
“You know what Whisper? You shouldn’t judge someone before you get to know them.” Jamie said, clearly upset about what her friend said.
“But you don’t really know him Jamie, why can’t you see that?” Whisper said trying to reason with her friend.
“I know, that I don’t know him know him, but I know enough about him to know that he is a decent person. Why can’t you just accept it? You don’t have to agree with me, but can’t you just respect the fact that I like him as both a singer and a person?” Jamie said looking at her friend from the corner of her eye.
“Fine, I respect the fact that you like him, but I just don’t want to see you get hurt, when he does something that you don’t like. Whisper said with concern in her eyes.
“I won’t get hurt ok; I can take care of myself.” She said.
“Ok, fine, can we just drop it now?” Whisper said with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Jamie said while rolling her eyes.
She just couldn’t understand how liking a singer that makes you happy could be such a bad thing? I just wish she would at least give him a chance because if she did, then she would see how great a person he really is. She was interrupted from her thoughts when she heard Whisper saying something to her.
“Look, Jamie, I’m sorry, you’re right I should respect the fact that you like Clay Aiken. If he makes you happy, like you say he does, then I am happy for you. I don’t understand it and probably never will, but I am behind you 100 percent.” Whisper said smiling at her friend.
“That’s all I ask for, you don’t have to like him or anything and I understand that.” Jamie said smiling back at her friend.
Whisper smiled and said “Well I have to admit” as she heard his angelic voice through the car speakers. “He does have a pretty nice voice.”
“That he does my dear friend. He also has a very nice body if I do say so myself.” Jamie said laughing as she saw her friend roll her eyes at her.
“Good lord woman, you really need to seek some help for this.” Whisper said laughing back.
“But there is no cure for this my friend, and I hope I never get over it.” She said with a silly looking grin on her face, as she heard Whisper groan out loud.
“Good lord, I know that I am never going to get like you over this Clay Aiken guy.” Whisper said, not knowing what she just said was going to come back and bite her.
Whisper’s POV:
They finally came to Jamie’s apartment, it wasn’t a real big but it was cozy just the same. But she shouldn’t be talking because hers were probably the same size, but that means that there is always less to clean up.
Whisper waited for Jamie to unlock the door to her apartment before they walked in. Whisper walked in and sat down on the couch as Jamie went into the kitchen.
“You want something to drink?” Jamie yelled out to Whisper who was in the living room.
“Yes, I’ll just take some ice tea if you have some.” Whisper said
“When don’t I have ice tea?” Jamie said with a chuckle in her throat.
“Yea that was a pretty dumb question wasn’t it?” Whisper said also giggling.
“Yes that was a real stupid question.” Jamie said looking at her friend, who in return gave her a look. Whisper laughed, “so what’s that thing you wanted to ask me about?”
“Oh, yea, umm that.” Jamie with a not so sure sound in her voice.
“Come on, you dragged me here, now you have to ask me.” Whisper said turning her body towards Jamie.
“Well, ok… You see, umm.” Jamie said trying to find the right words.
“Just spill it girl.” Whisper said, trying to be patient.
“Ok, well you see there is this concert next Saturday.” Jamie stopped waiting to see what Whisper would say.
“Ok, go on.” Whisper said knowing that there was more to this than a concert.
“Well after this concert there is this meet and greet, and well I won.” Jamie said
“That’s awesome Jamie! But what does this have to do with asking me something?” Whisper said sounding a little confused.
“Well the tickets I won are for two people, and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?” Jamie asked with a pleading look on her face.
“Really? You want me to go with you?” Whisper said sounding happy about the invite.
“Yes of course I want you to go, you’re my best friend.” Jamie said waiting for Whisper to ask who they were going to see.
“Yes I loved to go, who are we going to go see?” Whisper said
Jamie mumbled something that Whisper couldn’t here.
“What was that Jamie?” Whisper said leaning in closer.
“Clay Aiken.” Jamie said with not a lot of confidence in her voice.
“Your kidding right?” Whisper said leaning back into the couch.
“No I’m not, please Whisper I’ll do anything if you go with me.” Jamie plead.
“Why don’t you ask someone else to go with you Jamie, someone that would enjoy it?” Whisper said.
“Because I want you to go with me, we never hangout anymore because of work. This will give us the opportunity to do so. Jamie said with a hopeful sound in her voice.
“Grrrr, I not sure, I don’t even like the guy.”
“But you said you liked his voice.” Jamie said
“Ugh, true, I did say that.” Whisper said knowing that she was slowly losing the battle.
“So please come with me, if you don’t enjoy it then you will never have to come with me again. Just give him a chance please. Jamie said
“Fine, I’ll go, but I’m doing this for you, not this Clay Aiken guy, you got it?” Whisper said looking over at Jamie.
“Yes! Of course, thank you Whisper, this means the world to me. I promise that you’ll have a good time.” Jamie said hugging her friend.
Whisper hugged her back thinking, I am so not going to enjoy this one bit. But she would soon however think differently.
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