I mite post part 3 tonite but I'm not sure yet...it is valentines day after all so if i don't post tonite i will hav part 3 up tomorrow evening
PART "Oh come on baby don't fail me now!" Rubbing my hand across the dashboard as if my touch would start it up. The old truck roared to life an I gave a sigh of relief. I was picking up khate for our gig at Angelina's house, the most popular girl in school. This was our first paying gig! I pulled up in front oh Khate's house, she's the singer in our band, and hollered at her: "Hey! Come on time to go!" "Hey Lys, we need to pick up Jeff too; his truck won't start and he needs a ride," she said shaking her head. "Damn," I laughed, "that thing never works." We cranked up the tunes and was on our way. Jeff was under his truck doing something when we pulled up. "Hey man get ready, we gotta go!" He emerges from under the truck with oil all down his shirt. "Khate! Ninja! I'm trying to get this hunk of junk to work." He looked terrible. "Well put on a different shirt you grease monkey, you're not coming in my truck like that." He switched shirts and put his amp and guitar in the back with my drums. -<{}>- We pulled up to Angelina's house, Khate went inside to check out where we're goig to play. "Hey ninja I need to talk to you." Jeff had always called me ninja ever since I could remember but I don't know why. "Yeah sure, whats up?" He put both hands on my shoulders, "something bothering you? You didn't sing when you put the music on. That's not like you at all." I looked at the ground, he was right; I still had it all on my mind. "Yeah it's just some creepy dream stuff, it's nothing." "Alright ninja, well we have to set up. the party starts soon!" and a crazy party it will be...
ya tht one mite b a little boring but sometimes stories hav a few boring parts so bare with me part 4 is gunna b crazy
OMG Ninja that's priceless!!!! Yea that sounds almost like a bullseye. Killer story I'm dyin to read more!!!