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Post by Taylorrrr on Feb 2, 2006 15:51:24 GMT -5
Taylor's sick...but were going to a hotel!!
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Tre: *comes out of taylor's room* she's getting better but she is still pretty sick amber: i feel terrible tre: dont...she asked for you amber: really? tre: yah...she did, she was so sad when i said you couldn't come in because she might get you sick billie: aww see am, she really does love you amber: i guess *smiles* Taylor *walks in and almost falls over* tre: *steadys taylor* taylor: heyy!! billie: hey tay? you dont look so hot taylor: i dont feel it either mike: you look liek my cat...when it died taylor: oh amber: c'mere tay i'll get you some water *taylor sits down beside amber* billie: she looks like shit tre tre: heyy taylor..were gonna be in a hotel! taylor: ohh thats spiffy billie: she really is sick..she would never say "spiffy" she'd be like thats a gay word amber: dont you guys say that...your all bi-sexual *coughs* billie.. billie: so what..i dont sound or look gay do i? amber: not really and you dont sound it taylor: ha ha..he sounds funny, *laughs* billie...say HI! billie: hi? taylor: *laughs hysterically* tre: wow... amber: she's really out of it taylor: out of what!
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 2, 2006 18:48:17 GMT -5
Amber: Tré, I think there's something seriously wrong with Tay. Tré: Yeah, I know. Billie: Naw, she's fine. She's just starting to... ummm... go insane. Mike: Hey! We got here sooner than I expected! *everyone looks out the window* Taylor: Ooo! Is that the hotel we're staying in? Mike: *nods* Amber: Wow... It's tall... Billie: It's a hotel, they usually are. Amber: Don't be a smart ass Billie. Tré: Wow, hon, I think he was just playin'. Amber: Oh, I know. But I wasn't. Taylor: So, who's rooming with whom... Amber: Yeah, definitely something wrong, she's using proper grammer. Tré: I don't know... Mike? Mike: Well, it's a suite, so it's more like an appartment. Taylor: So... It's one room, but with lots of rooms... Mike: If I got the right one it's 4 rooms. Billie: so who's staying in which rooms? *They all get out of the bus* Mike: Taylor's in her own room... Taylor: Yes! *almost falls over but Tré grabs her before she does* Mike: Then Amber and Tré in another room... and then you in one and me in the other. *everyone gets inside. They check in and then get in an elevator* Taylor: Can I press the button? Tré: Ummm, sure... Amber: What floor is it? Mike: 15 and 16 Taylor: IT TAKES UP TWO FLOORS? Mike: Well, yeah, it doesn't take up the entire floor, but it's supposed to be like, two hotel rooms on top of each other. There's a kitchen and a living room too... Taylor: Ohhhh... That's cool... *presses button* Tré: Ya know, if Taylor weren't sick, we could all jump and the elevator would do that weird thing where it feels like it goes down... Amber: Tré, you're a bit crazy. Tré: Aww, thanks hon. *everyone gets into the hotel.* Tré: Tay, I think you should go lie down on the couch and watch tv or something to see if you can feel a little better. Taylor: Urgh... Ok. *goes to lie down on the couch* *Tré's cell phone rings* Tré: *looks at number* I don't even know who this is. Amber: It's not my mom? Tré: Not unless she changed her number... *answers phone* Hello? Uhh, yeah she's here, who's this?... Amber: Who is it? Tré: *shakes head* Ummm, maybe she sould tell ya then... *hands phone to Amber* She says her name is Ashley... Amber: Oh no. *takes the phone* Hey, what's up?... Mike: Who's Ashley? Billie: I guess someone she's not too happy with. Amber: Well, yeah, sort of... Well, I can't... How did you get this number?... Did she tell you where I am?... No?... I wonder why... No, she told the entire family so I figured she told everyone who called... Tré: I'm gonna get Taylor some crackers... *gets Taylor some crackers and a 7 up and walks over to couch* Here, maybe these will settle your stomache. Taylor: Thanks dad. Amber: No. I'm not on drugs... although, I should be with what's going on... Maybe Billie's got some white out... Oh, nothing... What?!?! Oh, just cuz I'm not telling you you're gonna be all fuckin mad?... I'll curse if I want... Taylor: What's goin on in there? Tré: I don't know Amber: No... Because you wouldn't even care!...But I am!... *to people in the room* I think I just killed her... *on the phone* Well I thought I did.... I can get married if I want... We're... *to Mike* Mike, where are we? Mike: Tennesee Amber: We're in Tennesee... With my favorite band... Oh please, you don't like them... Because you told me they scare you! Billie: Woah, what's wrong? Amber: Urgh! *hangs up phone* Tré: Somethin' wrong hon? Amber: She is THE biggest POSER ever! Billie: Poser? What's she pose about. Amber: EVERYTHING. It's so annoying. Mike: Then, why do you talk to her? Amber: She doesn't get that it annoys me. Tré: I'm sorry I handed you the phone. Amber: No, it's ok. You didn't know. I guess that's what I get for not telling you about my friends. Billie: But is she even your friend? Amber: No, but she hangs out with some people who are. Tré: Ohhh... do they pose? Amber: Not all of them. Taylor: I think I'm feeling a little better... Tré: That's good Tay, but I want you to not jump around too much. ~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by Taylorrrr on Feb 2, 2006 19:03:44 GMT -5
COUPLE HOURS LATER
taylor: dadd...i wanna ride the elevator! tre: *comes back int eh room with taylor* but we have already rode it 134 times taylor: and it just gets betta and betta! billie: you a gansta fo shizzle foo? taylor; a whata whera who? billie: never mind i guess taylor: okies tre: i guess she feels better amber: apparently taylor: *cough* elevator *cough* mike: ill go with you! taylor: ha! at least he's cool tre: im cool! thats my last name.... shiz! tre: lets go!!!!!!*grabs taylor and drags tay out the door* taylor: okkk...now this..is cool mike: i wanna go too *runs after them!* amber: *turns to billie* so do you wanna ride the elevator? billie: not really amber: i think we are the only 2 that are not mentally insane billie: you would think that wouldnt you
LITTLE LATER
amber: *watchign the news* BILLIE...does this look like..taylor, mike and tre? billie: yah it really does Billie and amber: WHAT!!!! amber *turns up volume*
we have report that there are two men and a girl runnign through the city. The 2 men are both wearing thongs that say "stick em up" with guns ont he front...and the girl has a sighn that says : BE COOL WEAR THONGS WITH BIG GUNS!!! IF you know these peopel who are creating this disturbance please call authorities imediatley
billie: *laughign hysterically* oh my god..this is fucking hilarious! amber: and disturbing billie: nah just hilarious amber: whatever billie *falls over laughing* amber: *mumbles* wow...with them there is no dull moments
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 2, 2006 19:29:19 GMT -5
*Tré, Mike, and Taylor walk into the hotel... Tré and Mike are still wearing thongs.* Amber: Are you all fucking crazy? Billie: *still laughing his ass off* Tré: What? *looks down* Uh, Oh... Ummm... No? Billie: Ha ha, you guys were on the news... Taylor: We were? *runs to tv* Amber: Yeah, you were... All of you. Tré: What? It's not like we broke a law. Amber: No, but Tré, she was just sick like five hours ago! Tré: And she's better now. Taylor: Wow, we still are on tv... Mike: *putting pants on* What? *walks over to tv* Ha ha, they're reshowing it. Tré: *looks at tv* Wow, we're fast. Amber: Tré! Are you listening to me? That was fucked up! Tré: It was just a little fun. Amber: I don't care how fun it was! Tré: Fine, why are you so mad? Amber: Ok, let's think about this... I think you Mike and Taylor are riding the elevator... and the next thing I know, I SEE YOU ON TV IN A THONG! Tré: Ohhhkay, that does sound kinda bad when ya put it that way... Amber: WHAT WAY WERE YOU PUTTING IT? I'm just glad Taylor didn't take off her clothes... Taylor: Ha ha, It's ilegal for me to do that... Amber: Urgh! *Tré's phone rings* Tré: It's that girl again. Amber: Urgh. She's so annoying! Tré: *turns cell phone on silent* Amber: I need to go lie down. Tré: You're not sick are you? Amber: No, just frustrated. *goes upstairs* Mike: Wow, we look like we're having fun running like that. Taylor: It was fun. Tré: Uh-huh... Billie: *still laughing* It was fuckin' hilarious man... ~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by Taylorrrr on Feb 2, 2006 19:48:39 GMT -5
(this is probably what our hotel room looks like...my real dad works at a hotel fixing problems with mechanical stuff... THE J. P MORGAN SUITE..3 floors 4 bed rooms 2 baths living room and kitchen ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ taylor: amber doesnt have a sence of humor tre: i have too much, we balance out mike: yah you guys really do tre: i felt so free taylor: im sure you did dad...you definately looked it *laughs* billie: you should have seen her face when she saw you on TV...she almost passed out and i almost died taylor: we noticed..you were laughing so hard your face was red mike: heyy...do we have a concert tonite? billie: yah we do... tre: knew it...weve had a couple days off so makes sense billie: it actually does tre: hey tay, do you wanna come to the sound check? a grand prize winner of a contest will be there so yuo can hang out with them then hang back stage for the show taylor: sounds cool...boy or girl? tre: boy... taylor: oh ok..sounds stupid...boy's are funny when they are nervous so billie,tre and mike: we are?! Taylor *laughs* wow..that was soo funny billie: more like confusing mike: im gonna go order room service..you guys want anyhting taylor: yess...*evil smile* sushi...lots and lots of sushi tre: my baba l0oves sushi! ooh yyuus! taylor: fruck yes i do! billie: sometimes i think you guys were destined for eachother tre: i think we were taylor: i think so too *smiles at tre*
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 2, 2006 20:24:06 GMT -5
*Tré comes up stairs to talk to Amber for a bit. Amber's looking out the window.* Tré: Hey hon. Amber: I can see for miles up here. Tré: Ummm, that's nice... Are you ok. Amber: Mmmhmmm... Tré: Are you sure? Amber: Yes Tré, I'm sure. Tré: Ok, 'cause usually when someone says they're sure they're not. Amber: Well, that's interesting. Tré: Ummm... yeah... I guess so... *long silence* That girl keeps calling me. Amber: *rolls eyes* She's such a poser. Tré: I think I've kept you away from everyone too long. Amber: What? Tré: Well, I think that's why you're so kept to yourself lately. I don't think you spend enough time with friends, and the doctor said that's why you were sick too... It's ok for Taylor, for the most part... She didn't really have a family to leave, but you did... And, I just feel really bad for making you leave it. Amber: Tré, hon, if this is about me getting mad- Tré: It's not just about that. Amber: Tré, I'm happy here with you. I wouldn't change it for the world. Tré: Really? You're really happy? Amber: Yes. Tré: *smiles* Ok... Are we ok then? Amber: Tré, we'll always be ok. I guess I'm just a bit moody lately. I'm sorry. Tré: So, are you coming to sound check? *silence* Tré: You don't have to hang out with Taylor and that winner kid if you don't want to Amber: *laughs and nods* I guess.
*down stairs* Billie: *still laughing* We should be taping this! Mike: We should, but I don't know how well that would go over with Amber. Taylor: Look at us run! Billie: It's hilarious. *Tré comes downstairs* Mike: *laughing* Where's Amber? Tré: She's gonna get some sleep before sound check. Billie: She's going too? Tré: I'm not gonna leave her here by herself. Taylor: What about that prize winning kid? Tré: You two don't have to stay with her. Taylor: So... you're trusting me with a guy... Cool Tré: Maybe that was a bad idea...
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Post by Taylorrrr on Feb 2, 2006 20:49:34 GMT -5
taylor: dad just kidding... tre: you better be... taylor: i am! amber: *comes out* tre..she's kidding tre: *laughs* i know..i just love to make her mad! taylor: ha! he's learning! tre: i am *knock on door* billie: tay..i think your sushi is here tre and tay: sushi!!!!!!! billie: like father like daughter *taylor goes and gets the sushi then comes back* billie: eat fast we have to get to sound check *tay and tre start eating really fast* taylor: *to amber* want some amber: ive never tried it taylor: you have too! tre: yahh! *throws one at amber* amber: *catches* wow..flying fish..ha! mike: stick to the stautus quo! *dances* amber: mike, one more time saying that and i will never allow you to watch high school musical ever again mike: noooo!!!!!!! taylor: that thing sucks! tre: sucks sushi man! billie: hey we have to go! tre: EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT!!!!!!! taylor: i am trying!!!!! BIllie: MMMM!!! SAY IT MMM!!! taylor: mmm yourself!!! billie: maybe i will hmmff! amber: you all scare me! *laughs*
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Post by Taylorrrr on Feb 2, 2006 21:04:57 GMT -5
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amber: *realizes that sushi is fish* Ummm, I can't eat this. *throws sushi back and walks into kitchen* Mike: What's wrong with her? Tré: Don't know. Maybe she's not hungery. Amber: *walks back out with a glass of water* Billie: We gotta go. Take the food and go. *everyone takes food except Amber and they leave* *at sound check... they've got some time to spare* Tré: So, why don't ya like sushi? Amber: I'm a vegetarian. Mike: Vegetarians can eat fish. Amber: I'm not a vegetarian by choice. I just throw up when I eat things like that. Billie: So, things like that include everything that could breathe? Amber: Yep. Taylor: That sucks. Amber: Yep. taylor: i mean a world without meat...terrible *boy walks in* billie: *waves to kid* heyy!!! welcome were green day you must me matt! matt: o yah! hi! wow i cant belive im here! tre: HEYYY MAATT! wanna play the drums? matt: sure! *runs up to tre* *tre shows himhow to do it and gets him goign* taylor: awwwssooommeeee.... matt: thatnks.. tre: oh this is my daughter taylor matt: wow..so cool! taylor: ha! wait till you see him in a thong...NOT COOL! matt: *laughs* amber: matt...im so glad you are with use and i hope you enjoy the show taylor: bbooorrriiinnngggggg.... MATT HAVE FUN SO SHIZZLE!!! billie: fo sho gettolicious princess! taylor: fo shizzle! matt: wow...
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 3, 2006 8:29:54 GMT -5
Mike: I'm gonna go run. Tré: Ooo! We still have sushi! Taylor: SUSHI! Billie: You would think they've had enough. Amber: You would. Tré: Enough sushi? No. Taylor: Matt, want some sushi? Matt: *takes sushi but is hesitant to eat it* *whispers to Billie* What'd they do to it? Billie: *laughs* They poisoned it so that you would fall in love with Taylor and marry her. Amber: Billie's full of shit. Taylor: We didn't do anything to the sushi. Matt: *eats sushi* Taylor: Looky looky I've got the last piece of sushi! Matt: That rhymes. Taylor: Yes, *sarcastic* I will forever be known as "The Girl Who Rhymes" Amber: Tré, I think Taylor's on something. Tré: *looks at Billie* Billie: What? I don't have white out! Matt: What? Amber: Oh, nothing... How do we know that? Billie: Wanna check my pockets? Amber: No. Billie: Alright then... Are ya sure? Amber: You're married! Billie: Oh yeah. Amber: God I wish Adie were here. Billie: Me too. Tré: How long has Mike been gone? Billie: About twenty-five minutes. Tré: And, when do we need to be on stage? Billie: In about two hours. Amber: So, why did we get here so early? Billie: Why must you all ask questions. Tré: That means he doesn't know the answer to that one. Taylor: Do I get to play your guitar again? Billie: Ummm, if ya want I guess I don't see anything wrong with that. Taylor: YES! Amber: You have fun with that Tay... Tré: She was just sick! Amber: Oh, so she can run around the city but she can't play a guitar? Tré: Oh yeah, I forgot about that... Billie: It was hilarious. Matt: You guys are weird. Billie: Thanks. Mike: *comes back* Hey guys. Taylor: You're all sweaty. Mike: Yeah, that's the funny thing about running, you sweat. Billie: Ok, so we've got an hour and a half to kill... Amber: I'm so bored. Tré: How are you bored? Amber: I don't know... but I am. *Tré's cell phone rings... AGAIN...* Tré: It's her again! Amber: My mom? Tré: No, Ashley... Your mom hasn't really called in a while... That kinda worries me... Amber: Awww, Tré's worried bout my family. That's so sweet. Tré: Yeah, just answer the God Damn phone. Amber: *answers the phone* Hello?... Yeah... No... NO!... Stop calling me... Because I'm sick that you don't approve... Yeah, that's what I'm saying... *hangs up* I think she got the message that time. Mike: What'd ya do? Amber: Ummm, I hung up... *hands Tré cell phone* Tré: Actually, you hold on to it. She's probably gonna call again and I can't have it on stage anyway. Amber: Ummm... Ok...
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 3, 2006 14:50:33 GMT -5
Taylor: So... Billie: *looks at watch* Guys, we should probably start warming up. Mike: Yeah, I guess you're right. Tré: *looking for doughnut sprinkles* Oh, what? Yeah. Right, we should do that. Amber: Hon? *pulls sprinkles out of pocket* Tré: Where'd ya get those? Amber: From the bus... Tré: Reall? Amber: Mmmhmmm *hands sprinkles to Tré and then phone rings* God Damnit! Oh, it's mom this time... *answers phone* Hey mom... No, I'm ok. How are you?... Tré: *takes sprinkles* I gotta go hon. Amber: *nods* *to Tré* Hey, don't sniff all of those... *on the phone* No, they're sprinkles mom... Yeah, I know... No, I agree, but I like him that way... Taylor: This bites. Billie: *To Taylor* Tay, you gotta warm up too... If you're gonna play that is... and Matt, you can come and hang out if ya want. *Taylor and Matt follow Billie* Amber: No, I don't know... We're in Tennesee... I don't know... hey mom, I gotta go... mmmhmmm... bye. *hangs up phone.* Hmmm, I wonder if there's anything I can do around here... *follows guys for a while, and then sees a puppy dog* Oooo! Doggy! *goes to play with the dog* Billie: *hands Taylor a guitar* Ok, what should we warm up with tonight? Taylor: *starts randomly playing guitar* Tré: *randomly plays drums* Mike: Wait... I don't know that song! Billie: I'm serious, what do we wanna warm up with... Matt? Mat: Ummm... Wow, you want my oppinion? Mike: Uh, yeah. Matt: Wow... Ummm... Brain Stew? *they start playing Brain Stew* Tré: *looks at clock* Wow, we need to get goin. *They make their way over to the stage, and the lights go out*
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 6, 2006 8:19:29 GMT -5
*Dog runs away from Amber* Amber: Noooo! Come back doggie! *Dog keeps running* Damn it... Now what am I gonna do? *makes way over to stage where the concert has already begun* I guess I'll just watch... Unless that dog comes back. *dog doesn't come back* That usually works... *Taylor and Matt are already out on stage being all hyper and whatnot* Amber: Wow, she is good... And... I'm talking to myself... Oh God... What's happend to me? *Taylor and Matt get done and come backstage* Taylor: Hey ummm... Amber... Or should I start calling you mom? Amber: Whatever you're comfortable with. Taylor: Cool! This is gonna be fun. Amber: I shouldn't have said that. Matt: Hi again... Are you less boring now? Amber: I don't know... *still looking for something to do* Taylor: Nope, still boring. Amber: Thanks Tay. Taylor: No problem. Amber: I'm gonna go get something to drink. *leaves to go get something to drink* Taylor: She's not always boring, she's just mad 'cause Mike, Dad, and I ran around the city and I was sick earlier. Matt: Ummm... Why would you run around the city? Taylor: It was fun. Dad and Mike were in thongs. Matt: *shakes head to get the image out of his brain* Taylor: It was hilarious. Billie said so too. ***Amber's looking for something to drink and a random guy shows up*** Amber: *starts humming* Guy: Ummm, can I help you? Amber: No... Thanks. Guy: Well, you looked confused. So I thought I would ask. Amber: Nope, just looking for something to drink. Guy: Oh, well, there's lot's of stuff to drink. Amber: Yeah, but I think I'll just take a soda *trying to get away from the guy, but he follows her* Guy: So how did you manage to get back here? Amber: I know the band. Guy: Really? Me too. Amber: That's nice. *realizes she's not gonna be able to stop talking to him so she sets her drink down and tries to act like she's paying attention* Guy: *Amber should have been paying attention because the guy slips something into her drink while they're talking* So, what's your name? Amber: Ummm, Amber... *still looking around* Guy: That's a nice name. Amber: Ummm... Thanks. Guy: Yeah... *walks away* Amber: That guy was weird... *takes drink and starts walking over to Taylor again* Taylor: Oh no! She's back! Amber: What? Taylor: Just kidding... ha ha... you look weird. Amber: *starts stumbling a bit* Taylor: And you're not walking very well either... What are ya drinkin anyway? Amber: Sodiepops! Wow, this stuff is goooooood... Taylor: And fast active I guess too... You sure there's nothing in that "sodiepops?" Amber: Don'ts thinks sosss... Taylor: Ok, well, we're gonna keep it right here... for dad to look at when he gets done... yeah, umm... you sit down. Amber: Ohhhhkaaaayssss Taaaaayssss... Taylor: Wow, she's out of it... I hope they get done soon... or at least get on a break!
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 6, 2006 20:16:28 GMT -5
Matt: Well, she's definitely not boring anymore. Amber: *notices that she has hands* Oooo! *To Taylor* What do these do? Taylor: Ummm... Those are for grabbing things... Like... Ummm... This. *picks up a penny* Amber: Oooo! Wow! That's neat! *notices black polish on her nails* Ooo! This part of my hand *points to nail* is a different color than this part of my hand! *points to skin* Matt: Ha ha... She's like stoned or high or something... This is funny. Taylor: It would be funny if she wasn't living with me. Dad's gonna think I did something. Amber: The drum goes boom boom bang! Taylor: Oh God. Billie: *from stage* We're gonna take a short break! *crowd yells* What? We'll be back in 5... *laughs* Tre: *walks off stage with Billie and Mike* Taylor: Oh God, here they come... Matt: How DID she get this way? Taylor: How am I supposed to know? Amber: I have *counts* Two hands! Taylor: Yes, that's great. Amber: You're nice people. Billie: Ok, we've only got 5 minutes. Mike: you had to say we'll be back in 5 didn't you? I KNOW there are people out there timing us. Billie: Oh save it Mike. Tre: Hey Tay, Matt... Having fun? Matt: Hell yeah- Taylor: Fun, is... not the word dad... Tre: Huh? Amber: And look! Two feet too! Billie: Ha ha! She's high! I knew she could do it! Tre: That's not funny Billie. *to Taylor* What happend? *starts moving hands in front of Amber's face* Snap out of it. Taylor: We don't know. She came back drinking a soda and she started getting all weird. Billie: It's fuckin hilarious Matt: Isn't it though. Mike: We gotta get on there soon Tre. Amber: Hey, I know you Billie: Well I would think she knows ya Tre. She's high! This is great! Maybe she'll loosen up a bit. Tre: This isn't funny. Mike: Well, ya gotta do something quick. We gotta get back on stage... and soon!\ Tre: ok, this is what we're gonna do. We're gonna go do the rest of the concert, and I'm gonna not think about this right now. I'm sure she'll be fine if she stays on the couch. Taylor, I want you to check up on her now and then. I don't want her going ANYWHERE. Understand me? Taylor: Yeah dad. Tre: Good. Mike: One minute Tre. Amber: Where did my shoes go? Tre: They're on your feet hon. Amber: Oh! Look! Shoes! Billie: Ha ha ha ha ha! this is so funny! Mike: We gotta go NOW! Billie: Ok. We're gone... *the guys get back out on stage and continue with the concert* Matt: Let's see what other crazy things she'll do. Taylor: No. She can't go anywhere. Matt: She doesn't have to go anywhere... Amber: She shold shea shells shy sha shea shore! Taylor: Oh God. Matt: *laughs* Amber: Hey, there's a badger! Taylor: What? *looks behind her* There's no badger there. Matt: *laughs* Taylor: I'm gonna watch the concert for a while. He said I only need to check on her once in a while right? Matt: Ummm, yeah, I think. Taylor: Well, I'm gonna watch the concert then. *Somewhere in the time that Taylor and Matt started watching the concert, Amber passes out after Taylor last checks up on her.* Billie: *from stage, introduces band and ends the concert. the guys walk off stage* I still can't believe she's high. Mike: Ummm, she's not high anymore. Billie: What do ya mean? Mike: *points to Amber* Tre: Shit! Billie: She passed out? Taylor: I just checked on her a while ago, she was still high. Billie: Well, we gotta get to the hotel anyway. Tre, grab her and lets go. *Everyone has gotten back to the hotel... well, except for Matt, who has gone home... Tre puts Amber on the couch* Billie: I can't believe she passed out. Mike: You couldn't believe she got high either. Tre: I don't think she did it on purpose. Billie: Well obviously. Taylor: What time is it? Mike: *looks at watch* 1 in the morning. Tre: It's that late? Mike: Yeah. Taylor: Well, I'm gonna go ta bed. Tre: Ok, night Tay. Taylor: *hugs Tre* Night dad. *goes to her room* Tre: Amber? Billie: She's not gonna move. Mike: Wow, she passed out. Tre: Yes, we know this Mike. Mike: I'm thirsty. *goes to get something to drink* Billie: She'll be ok Tre. Tre: Yeah, I guess... I mean, you always are. Billie: HEY! Amber: *mumbles something* Tre: Ooo! She said something. Billie: You two are funny together. Mike: *comes back with drink* Amber: doggy... Tre: Doggy? Billie: Dogs! Mike: What about dogs? Billie: That's what Amber said. Mike: I thought she passed out. Billie: She did. Amber: *slowly waking up* T....Tr.....Tre? Tre: Yeah hon? Amber: M...My hea... head hurts. Billie: Ha ha! She's not used to the after headaches! Mike: Which means you're probably too loud Billie. Billie: Oops.
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 7, 2006 20:11:29 GMT -5
Tre: hon, do you remember anything amber: yes, i had a strange facination with body parts billie: wow..now she's talking, just an hour ago she discovered she had feet. talk about a fast learner.. mike: well it was fun as it lasted amber: what was fun? mike: listining to you...my 4 year old sounded more intellegent amber: wow, i must have sounded real smart Tre: Am, Do you remember anything from before you went insane? Amber: I went insane? Ugh, my head really hurts. Tre: Yes, you did... Mike, can ya get her some pain killers? Billie: She gets pain killers? Tre: Yes, she has a headache. Billie: Damn, I wish I had a headache... Mike: *brings back pain killers* Tre: Here ya go... *gives them to Amber* Can you remember anything? Amber: I, was... playing with a puppy... Tre: Ok, anything else? Amber: I went to see you guys play, and then went to get a drink... Billie: *faking* Oh, my head... Mike: Shut up. Billie: Damn... Tre: Can you remember anything else hon? Amber: There was this guy... He... was... weird... Mike: According to Taylor, most guys are... Amber: No, he kept asking me things like how I managed to get backstage. He wouldn't leave me alone. He followed me so I... Tre: Hon, don't try to talk so fast... Amber: I put... my drink down... Mike: ooo, bad move... unatended drinks... Billie: My aching head... oh... Mike: Billie, we're not gonna let you have pain killers. Billie: Fuck... Amber: I don't remember anything after that until Taylor was trying to take my drink away... Tre: Wait, you said you put it down. Amber: I did, I guess I picked it back up. Billie: So, we now it's getting clearer... Mike: Why would you leave a drink unattended? Amber: It seemed like a good idea at the time. Tre: Am, do you remember what the guy looked like? Amber: *thinks*... no... Tre: Shit. Billie: Well at least she's not barfin. Tre: Someone could have killed her. Mike: I don't think she would have died. Amber: What about me dying? Tre: Nothing hon, don't worry about it. You need to get some sleep. Amber: *starts to stand up but falls back onto the couch* Billie: I guess she's not completely over it. Mike: You think! Tre: Guys, she DOES have a headache. Billie: Oh, me too... ouch... ouch I say. Mike: Billie, shut up. Tre: Come on Am, I'll help ya upstairs. *Tré helps Amber upstairs and puts her in bed* Amber: You're not gonna stay? I don't wanna pass out again... Tré: Shh... Don't talk ok. I'll be back in a little bit. I wanna talk to the guys real quick. Amber: *nods* *Tré goes back downstairs* Tré: This pisses me off. Mike: Well, we can't reverse time. Billie: It'd be cool if we could. Tré: I'm serious guys. I want to kill this guy. Mike: I think you're over reacting a little bit Tré. Tré: I'm not over reacting. *Tré's cell phone rings* Tré: This late? Damn, it's that girl again. *answers* Hello?... No... because where we are, it's one in the morning... it's late there too? Then why are you calling her so late?... Oh, well, that's not a good enough reason... No, she can't come to the phone... 'cause she can barely walk... 'cause someone put something in her drink... No, we don't know for sure, but we think he did... yeah, he, pissed me off... Oh, this is Tré... ummm, her boyfriend... yes, yes we are... No, she wasn't joking... Billie: Can I talk to her? Tré: Billie's gonna talk to ya... *hands phone to Billie* Be my guest. Billie: Hi... uhh... yeah... uhh... no... uhh... why? Tré: Am's right, she IS anoying. Mike: I'm sure. Billie: Look.... no.... hey... Don't call here again. *hangs up* Turn off the phone... now. Tré: I'm gonna go o bed. *Tré goes back upstairs.* Tré: Am?... You asleep? Amber: No... Tré: You need to sleep hon. Amber: I know... Tré: Does your head still hurt? Amber: Yes. Tré: Try to get some sleep hon... Amber: Okay...
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Post by Taylorrrr on Feb 8, 2006 16:50:01 GMT -5
NEXT MORING
Taylor: oh my god...im so bored amber: we could get you high and- billie: no me first!!! taylor: you...have problems billie: no i dont *swallows pain killer* tre: gimme!!! *eats one* taylor *walks away* ok then...call me when you all die from an overdose! mike: will do! taylor: like you'd be able to talk! ha! tre: my name is tre..and im cool amber: im with taylor...you all scare me *walks off after taylor* Taylor: *in room* you just left them, with pain killers and the motive to eat all of them because they think they taste like MEATLOAF! amber: was that a bad thing? taylor: and your supposed to be the smart one, pfffttt!..OF COURSE IT'S BAD! how do you think Marylin Monroe died!? ELVIS!!! OVERDOSES!! who's next!..GREEN DAY?! amber: ohh ooppssiieeee taylor: now you oppssiiee!? what about 10 minutes ago? *both run out* TAylor: oh look what you've done...they arent here! they left the hotel! amber: oohh goody taylor: we have to find them! amber: how! taylor: i DONT KNOW!! we need to find them before they pass out and hundreds of rabid fans try to get them! amber: too late taylor: what do you mean by that sentence? amber: by "too" i mean we are well umm ok next..by "late" i mean we arent on time or..whatever... taylor: no! i mean why!? amber: look *points out window where an ambulance is loading 3 streachers into it* taylor: told ya..just like elvis amber: green day has left the building\ taylor: ill say...left the building but went right into the hospital amber: ha! lets go though *both run to catch a cab* AT HOSPITAL
amber: look how many fans are here taylor: oh my god ...they are so dedicated..IT MAKES ME SICK *billie is wheeled out in a wheelchair* billie: tay tay and am am!! taylor: *Sarcasticly* oh look..it's bill bill! amber: *laughs* how ya feeling billie? billie: ims goods..tre's goods..mike's goods...pains killersssss not so goods taylor: okaayyss... *fans trying to grab at him* taylor: oh look, it's your posse billie: im just over joyed to see them amber: i am too... HI PEOPLE! *WAVES* *people scream* billie: im gonna go night night now..*falls asleep* taylor *whisperes* he's wearing a dress amber: hospital gown taylor:DRESS AMBER: GOWN...oh wait thats a dress *laughs* taylor: told ya!!!!!!!!
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Post by Veggi Girl on Feb 8, 2006 18:45:31 GMT -5
*Everyone is out of the hospital and back on... dun dun dun... the bus. Everyone's fine... for the most part.* Tré: Tay, I need to talk to you. Taylor: What? Billie: I want pills! Tré: I need everyone to sit down! Mike: But we don't wanna sit down. Tré: Everyone get in here please! Amber: Tré, settle down. What is it? Taylor: Yeah dad, we're all here... what's up? Tré: the sky, no, wait, that's the joke answer, this is serious Billie: Could ya get to the point? I want my meds. Amber: Billie, it's not time for your medicine. Mike: But the doctor said- Amber: I know what the doctor said... I wrote it down. Billie: Damn it. Tré: Ok, can I talk now? Taylor: Dad, why are we all sitting? Tré: 'Cause I need to annouce something. Amber: Ok hon, what is it? Tré: Well, I called Adie... Billie: YOU CALLED MY WIFE?!?!?! Tré: Relax, she knows nothing about the hospital. Billie: *sigh of relief* Tré: Anyway, Taylor, I think that being on the road has been a bit hard on you. It's too crazy. You need some time off the bus. Taylor: Dad, we were JUST in a hotel. Tré: That's not what I mean. Taylor: *confused* Tré: I'm sending you to oakland for a while. Amber: Tré, are you sure about this? Tré: I've already arranged it with Adie. Billie: I still can't believe you talked to my wife.
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