Bradley to Britney

by Lor Hamilton

  

Chapter 7

Britney, Christy, Marci, and Marianna, whom the saw again at the mall were walking threw the mall. Britney, Christy, and Marci had already packed for the trip so they had nothing better to do but go to Marianna's Cousin's concert.

"I'm so glad you came," said Marianna. "All yesterday Mark was like, I hope Marci and her friends come."

"Really," said Marci.

"Yeah."

They walked into the digital bean and saw the band on stage, Mark was the lead singer and played guitar, a girl played acoustics, another guy on bass, and another guy on drums.

As the band started playing, the crowd, which was larger than what the café could handle, started jumping and dancing, and stage diving. Britney had never really been to a concert, but liked rock music anyway.

During the break Marci took Britney aside. "Mark is coming over here."

"Oh no, I can't do this."

"Don't worry, he probably just wants to talk with me."

"Hey Marci, Hey……..Britney."

"What's up," said Marci.

"Man the crowd is hype."

"Really, this is the best."

"I know this is the best show we ever played, I wish you could come to our warehouse bash, 7 local bands will be there, it's going to be crazy."

"Yeah, but my mother's making me go to camp," Marci lied. "Both are parents are doing it actually."

"I know how that is," said Mark. "I'm glad I'm out of school."

"Must be great," Britney put in.

"Well I live in my cousin's basement, so I guess it's not too bad. So Britney what kind of stuff are you into."

"I'm an amateur computer technician."

"She's a friggin genius," Marci put in.

"I'm just good with them, I don't know a lot just enough to get me by."

"Don't be modest," Mark smiled.

"What if I said that your band kick ass," Britney said.

"No we're not that good."

"See what I mean."

"It's just, I'm no optimist," Mark said. "It's like the war they won't impeach a president for lying about Weapons of Massive Destruction which lost the lives of civilians and soldiers, but they would impeach a president for lying about getting a blow job, and if you ask me Monica wanted some of that…"

"That is all we need to know," Britney cut in.

"I'm sorry," said Mark. "I go overboard sometimes."

"It's a strong point," said Marci.

"Yeah, I guess I need to get back to the band."

"You guys really hit it off," said Marci. "He usually doesn't get that deep with me."

"But I don't want to hit it off," Britney said.

"Just tell him you can't go out with him, if he asks."

"That would kill him," said Britney. "With my hot body and smarts no guy can resist."

"Shut-up," said Marci laughing.

At this point the band started playing again. This session was even better than the last, and unexpectedly Mark dedicated a song to Britney, which nearly sent Christy off the deep end.

At the end of the show, Britney sat down with Mark and drank slurpies at the Bar and talked.

"I really liked that you dedicated a song to me," Britney said. "But you really didn't have to."

"It was nothing," said Mark. "I saw you in the crowd, and I just said it. I just saw you having fun with Marci and Marianna and I just thought to myself, she's a girl who has fun."

"That was cheesy," Marianna had sat down beside Britney.

"I know," said Mark. "I can't believe I said it."

"Yo Mark, the bands about to leave." It was the girl from the band. "The tanks all packed up."

"I'll walk home," Mark said.

"Yes I get to drive," the girl nearly ran outside the coffee place.

"Don't worry," said Marianna. "Britney will drive you home."

"You drive," Mark sounded surprised. "I thought you were only 14."

"I am," said Britney. "I just took my test early."

"Okay."

"Hey I'll you two alone," said Marianna. "As she got up and walked over to a group of friends."

"That was weird," said Mark.

Over the next thirty minutes, Mark and Britney talked about any and all things, what they liked, what they didn't like, what they were going to do later on in life. It just so happened that Mark gave up college to form the band, he was going to study to be PH. D. in aeronautics."

Though Britney continued to talk he couldn't help thinking to himself that if he kissed Mark would that make him gay.

"Britney," Marci came over and sat next to her and leaned her head on her shoulders.

"Hey Marci," said Mark.

"I loved the show," Marci added.

"Yeah really, what was the best part."

"When you sang," said Marci.

"Britney, babe I have to be home soon."

"Okay," said Britney seeing what Marci was getting at.

Marci gave Britney a quick kiss on the lips then went off somewhere else.

Mark looked at Britney. "I should have known," said Mark. "But what about your other friend, she's not gay is she."

"You're not mad at me," said Britney.

"No," said Mark. "I knew I was getting mix signals anyway.

"Oh," said Britney.

"And Christy is not gay," said Britney.

"Kool."

They continued to talk until Marci came back over and made them leave.

Britney let Mark drive, and he dropped Marci off first. Britney walked her to her door and gave her a passionate kiss. "Thanks."

"No problem," said Marci.

"That was nice," said Marianna as Britney got into the car.

"Yeah," said Britney.

Mark drove over to his and Marianna house and invited Britney and Christy in, who were happy to oblige.

While mark ordered a pizza, Marianna, Britney, and Christy, talked about the concert. The whole time Britney's inner Brad was thinking. Why hadn't Marci told us about her other friends.

As time past, Britney got to know Mark and Marianna a whole lot better, and Mark tried to get close to Christy.

"Where's your bathroom," asked Christy.

"Last door down the hall," said Mark.

Christy picked up her purse and headed to the bathroom, pulling Britney into the hall as well.

"He needs to lay off," said Christy.

"Just go with it," said Britney. "We'll be gone the rest of the summer."

"I'm going to tell him I'm gay."

"No," Britney said automatically. "Just go with it, it'll be over soon."

"Okay," Christy nodded as she walked back to the bathroom.

Britney walked back into the room and sat on the couch.

"Is everything okay," asked Mark.

"Yeah," Britney smiled.

"I know what it is," Marianna put in. She scooted over to Britney and whispered in her ear. "Period."

Britney looked at her and nodded.

About a minute later, Christy came back and started to sit next to mark, who grabbed her by the waist and placed her in his lap.

"Stop it," said Christy playfully. Christy played with Mark for most of the next 30 minutes running around the house playing tag until Britney's phone rang.

"Hello."

"Britney where the hell are you," it was Amy.

"I'm over a friend's house."

Christy ran up to Britney, but Mark who was chasing her picked her up by the waist. Christy started giggle as Mark ran her around the house.

"What's that?"

"Nothing."

"Britney it is 1'oclock, get back here or I am calling mom.

Britney hung up her cell phone and put it in her purse.

Christy we've got to go.

"Aww man," said Mark as he set Christy down next to Britney. "Well my aunts coming home in a few anyway, I am sure she doesn't want company at this late hour."

"Right," said Britney.

"So after camp you'll be going back home."

"Yeah," said Christy still smiling. "But you'll get to meet my brother who will be here. You won't get to play with him of course, but you will get to talk."

"Yeah," said Mark. "I guess I will see you later.

Britney and Christy each got a hug from Mark and Marianna before they headed to the house.

When they got there, Amy was waiting up for them.

"Where have you been," she yelled.

"No where," Britney said calmly.

"It's two o'clock."

"I guess I lost track of time."

"We have to leave in three hours, and you are driving since I couldn't get any sleep."

"We can sleep now."

"Do you know how to apply make-up or fix up your hair?"

Christy and Britney shook there heads.

"Come on."

The next three hours Britney and Christy got a crash course in applying make-up and styling there hair. They also learned how to be more feminine in the way they walk talk and sit.

When Amy was pleased with Britney's and Christy's progress she let them take showers and get ready for the trip.

  

  

  

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