Chapter Two: The Trouble Twosome Sleepover
*Kat's POV*
Ashy and I were sitting around in my room just listening to the radio and Waiting for the call. We had stayed up all night just going over the endless possibilities of what could happened if we met them.
"Like what if Tommy accidentally stepped on you! Like your so short!" Ashy yelled as she sat up on the bed. "Hey I'm not that short OK" I laughed as she shrugged and started to play with the radio, I started to go through all the cloths I had and none of them were as amazing as the guys outfits. I pulled out an old Aerosmith shirt, Red skinny jeans with slits up the leg, my leather jacket and a pair of black cowboy boots.
"Oh a trench coat! Am I Mick yet?" Ashy asked as she slid it on. "Yes you are" I laughed as I looked back to see her dancing around and almost falling. "Haha fail" I laughed as she jumped over to me "but I looked awesome failing though!"
*Ashy POV*
That night we laid outside in Kat's mom's tent, using a flashlight to make weird puppet shoes, she had her radio out here we were in sleeping bags.
"Kat?"
"Hmm?"
"What if...we win and our parents find out and don't let us go?"
She sighed "Ashy, stop worrying so much, we will be okay, and if they find out...so what? We have snuck out before..."
I threw my pillow at her "One time! We go to a movie it was my first date with Kayde Richards."
She giggled "He almost kissed you and you passed out" I growled.
"Excuse me if I am no good with guys..."
She wiggled her eyebrows "If you meet C.C. Deville and Vince Neil?"
I threw my Crunch bar at her.
Mötley Crüe Live Wire came on, we looked at each other, I grinned, and picked up my black electric guitar, her mom had extension cords hooked up.
I started playing and she sang-
"Plug me in, I'm alive tonight, out on the streets again,
Tune me on, I'm too hot to stop, something you'll never forget,
Take my fist to break down the walls I'm on top tonight,"
She jumped up and made a imaginary microphone "No, no, you better turn me loose, better set me free, 'Cause I'm hot, young, running free, a little bit better than I used to be."
I got up and stood by her side, and we jumped around as we played.
"'Cause I'm alive, live wire!"
"'Cause I'm alive, I'm a live wire!"
"'Cause I'm alive, live wire!"
"'Cause I'm alive, I'm a live wire!"
We didn't get to finish 'cause we heard claps outside, we looked at each other then looked outside...er, her mom and grandma had been listening...
We looked at each other, went back in the tent and fell to the floor laughing.
"Oh my God" we both said, and listened as the rest of the song played, then we bit our lip.
"They heard us plying Live Wire!" I said, laughing so hard, she chuckled and grabbed a water out of the cooler we set in here "Well, it wasn't the cats we called it was the people in live with!"
After that little...accident, we went inside to bake some cookies everyone was asleep.
"Okay, now let's see what we need..." We started putting stuff into a bowl, she got the mixer out, and I stuck it in the bowl and turned it to two, then three.
After we mixed it we put it into circles on the pan, then looked at each other, and grinned.
We started eating what was left of the mix, I was sitting on the counter while she sat on the table.
I smiled "If you meet Bobby Dall-" she smacked my shoulder, I laughed.
"Okay Miss Deville-Neil, when you meet them two..." She grinned.
I rolled my eyes "Mick! I I'll dress like Mick if we meet them" I said, she smiled.
"Imagine two fifteen year old girls hanging with how much older men? Like twenty something."
She nodded "So, worth it."
"Like getting kicked out of the mall just to sing to Unskinny Bop?" I asked, she flung batter at my face, I grinned, and flung some back.
It turned into a cookie batter war, we shrieked ran and hid, and then her mom came down, whoops.
"Look at what you done?!" She laughed, I smiled.
"Sorry, ma'am" I said, Kat grinned.
"Yeah we were just goofing off, sorry."
I smirked "Kat started it!" I yelled, and ran to get some Clean clothes and change into my Pj's.
"Ashy!" I heard, I laughed as I heard fast footsteps behind me.
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Later on,
Me and Kat were in our sleeping bags, listening to a radio station and eating our poor burnt cookies, we didn't keep a check on them, when-
"And here is Bret Michaels and Nikki Sixx to talk about the winners to the contest" we looked at each other and squealed.
"I'm Bret, and-"
"Nikki Sixx right here."
"Yeah, and we are going to talk about the contest, the winners will get a phone call tomorrow, anytime actually, and they will have to answer at that second and answer one simple question" Bret said, me and Kat waited.
...."What is the Last Real Name of each band" crap!
We looked at each other "It will be asked from the Poison Singer to ours, then to the drummer, from singer to drummer, if you the lucky girl/guy you get backstage passes to our last show of our Rockin' Tour, and backstage passes" Nikki said.
Then a song we know too well came on-
Smokin' in The Boys Room Mötley Crüe.
We looked at each other and groaned.
"Let's rite down their last names so we can remember, who's number did you put?" I asked, she smiled.
"Mine, your dad would freak."
I smacked her shoulder and we laughed and talked the rest of the night.
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Author Notes:
Comment what you think? Don't be silent, we know your all like us loud and speak your mind, lol
Rockett On Radly ~Ashy
It's only gonna get stranger Lol
Stay weird - Kat