"What? OZ?" Ange asked. I had gone over to see her and Terrance. "Yeah, fucking tell me about it!" I said, and giggled. "Wow." She said. "Wow what?" Terrance asked, and sat down in the chair next to the couch. "NOTHING!" I shouted. "She had a sex dream about Oz." Angie said. "ANGE!" I shouted. "WHAT? OZ?? But he's like your oldest friend!" Terrance said. "I know! It's weird." I said, and laughed. "You ever dream about me?" Terrance asked. "NO! Gross!" I shouted, and Angie laughed. "Hey!" He shouted, and threw a pillow at me. I caught it and threw it back at him. "So, I hear Jimi freaked out Sunday?" Ange asked. "Yeah. To say the least. He did okay though. If he wasn't so damn nervous all the time he'd be fine." I said. "He's the best we've got though. I feel the most comfortable with him." Terrance said. "Warren is more then capable of handling everything." I said. "I don't know. I don't trust him." Terrance said. "Why? Because he's punk?" I asked. "No! He just looks untrustworthy." He said. "Because he's punk." I said again. "You know, if someone said that about you, you would say it was because you are black." "Well, because that would be why someone said it." Terrance said. "Oh please! I'm not getting into this with you." I told him, and he laughed. "You know I'm playing." He said. "Yeah, yeah." I said. "So, the battle of the bands thingy is this weekend, right?" Ange asked. "Yes. And you guys better come! It sounds like a lot of fun." I said. "You just want to see if I think Spence is as hot as you say he is." Angie said, and I laughed. "Yeah, maybe." I told her. "And Lola blushes." Terrance said. "Shut up!" I yelled. "You shut up!" Terrance yelled back. "Both of you shut up! Geeze!" Angie said. She turned and looked at Terrance, and I stuck my tounge out at him. He flipped me off and Angie smacked his leg. "FUCK! She started it!" He yelled. "Whatever!" She said, and pulled her long brown hair back into a ponytail. "Anyway, I'm off to go meet Oz. He gets off work and I said I would go look around Chicago with him." I said, and stood up. "Aww, okay sweetie. See you later." Angie said, and hugged me. I flipped off Terrance, and ran out the door before he could catch me. I laughed all the way down the hallway. I even giggled on my way to the store, causing a few confused looks from strangers. When I got there, there was a pretty decent size crowd. A lot of people relaxing and listening to music, or just browsing. I waived to Lydia, and walked over to her at the counter. "Hey, what are you doing here? It's your day off!" She asked. "I know, I know! Oz is picking me up from here in a few minutes." I told her. "Ah, I see. Well, don't do any work!" She said, and flicked a rubber band at me. "I'll try!" I said, and laughed. She turned to help a few customers and I walked to the employee lounge. Warren was back there smoking. "We have a smoking room for that." I said, and he jumped. "Sorry. It's full of kids trying to look older. Two of them are girls, and they give me the creeps. They can't be any older then my sister, but they try to act like they're 21. It freaks me out." He said, and I laughed. "It's cool. So whats up?" I asked him and sat down next to him on the couch. He looked down at my lap, and I looked down to see what he was looking at. My skirt had hiked up and I was almost showing my panties. "Jerk!" I said, and slapped his arm, making him drop his cigerrette. I pulled my skirt down while he fumbled with his smoke trying to grab it before it burned his lap. "That could have hurt!" He said, putting it out in the ash tray. "Yeah, well you deserve it!" I said. "I just wanted to see your panties. Maybe we match today." He said, and I laughed. "No seriously. I'm wearing silk pink ones." He said, and I started laughing. "Whatever!" I said. "Yeah, I'm just kidding. I do want to see though." He said, and reached over and flipped my skirt up before I could stop him. "HEY!" I shouted. "Wow. Those are hot." He said. They were red and had little white, cutsie skulls on them. "You fucking asshole!" I shouted, and stood up. "Who is an asshole?" Oz said, and walked in. "Warren! He looked at my panties!" I said. "Warren! How dare you!" Oz said, and walked behind me. "I'm sorry. I just can't help myself." Warren said, and shrugged. Oz reached down and flipped my skirt up! "OZ! Mother FUCKER!" I said, and turned around and kicked him in the shin. "OW!" He shouted. Him and Warren were both laughing. "I hate you guys!" I said. "Hey, what's with all the Venom?" Rachel asked, walking back with a stack of old posters. "These two both just flipped up my skirt!" I said. "Hey! Watch it you two! Lydia will come back here and we'll all kick your asses!" Rachel said. "Oh, don't tease us!" Oz said. "Yeah. Come on now, be fair." Warren said. Rachel rolled her eyes. "Come on, you ready?" Oz asked. "YES!" I said, and held my plaid skirt down as I walked by. I walked by the front desk and Lydia looked at me funny. "Don't ask." I said, and laughed.
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"What? OZ?" Ange asked. I had gone over to see her and Terrance.
"Yeah, fucking tell me about it!" I said, and giggled.
"Wow." She said.
"Wow what?" Terrance asked, and sat down in the chair next to the couch.
"NOTHING!" I shouted.
"She had a sex dream about Oz." Angie said.
"ANGE!" I shouted.
"WHAT? OZ?? But he's like your oldest friend!" Terrance said.
"I know! It's weird." I said, and laughed.
"You ever dream about me?" Terrance asked.
"NO! Gross!" I shouted, and Angie laughed.
"Hey!" He shouted, and threw a pillow at me. I caught it and threw it back at him.
"So, I hear Jimi freaked out Sunday?" Ange asked.
"Yeah. To say the least. He did okay though. If he wasn't so damn nervous all the time he'd be fine." I said.
"He's the best we've got though. I feel the most comfortable with him." Terrance said.
"Warren is more then capable of handling everything." I said.
"I don't know. I don't trust him." Terrance said.
"Why? Because he's punk?" I asked.
"No! He just looks untrustworthy." He said.
"Because he's punk." I said again. "You know, if someone said that about you, you would say it was because you are black."
"Well, because that would be why someone said it." Terrance said.
"Oh please! I'm not getting into this with you." I told him, and he laughed.
"You know I'm playing." He said.
"Yeah, yeah." I said.
"So, the battle of the bands thingy is this weekend, right?" Ange asked.
"Yes. And you guys better come! It sounds like a lot of fun." I said.
"You just want to see if I think Spence is as hot as you say he is." Angie said, and I laughed.
"Yeah, maybe." I told her.
"And Lola blushes." Terrance said.
"Shut up!" I yelled.
"You shut up!" Terrance yelled back.
"Both of you shut up! Geeze!" Angie said. She turned and looked at Terrance, and I stuck my tounge out at him. He flipped me off and Angie smacked his leg.
"FUCK! She started it!" He yelled.
"Whatever!" She said, and pulled her long brown hair back into a ponytail.
"Anyway, I'm off to go meet Oz. He gets off work and I said I would go look around Chicago with him." I said, and stood up.
"Aww, okay sweetie. See you later." Angie said, and hugged me. I flipped off Terrance, and ran out the door before he could catch me. I laughed all the way down the hallway. I even giggled on my way to the store, causing a few confused looks from strangers. When I got there, there was a pretty decent size crowd. A lot of people relaxing and listening to music, or just browsing. I waived to Lydia, and walked over to her at the counter.
"Hey, what are you doing here? It's your day off!" She asked.
"I know, I know! Oz is picking me up from here in a few minutes." I told her.
"Ah, I see. Well, don't do any work!" She said, and flicked a rubber band at me.
"I'll try!" I said, and laughed. She turned to help a few customers and I walked to the employee lounge. Warren was back there smoking.
"We have a smoking room for that." I said, and he jumped.
"Sorry. It's full of kids trying to look older. Two of them are girls, and they give me the creeps. They can't be any older then my sister, but they try to act like they're 21. It freaks me out." He said, and I laughed.
"It's cool. So whats up?" I asked him and sat down next to him on the couch. He looked down at my lap, and I looked down to see what he was looking at. My skirt had hiked up and I was almost showing my panties.
"Jerk!" I said, and slapped his arm, making him drop his cigerrette. I pulled my skirt down while he fumbled with his smoke trying to grab it before it burned his lap.
"That could have hurt!" He said, putting it out in the ash tray.
"Yeah, well you deserve it!" I said.
"I just wanted to see your panties. Maybe we match today." He said, and I laughed.
"No seriously. I'm wearing silk pink ones." He said, and I started laughing.
"Whatever!" I said.
"Yeah, I'm just kidding. I do want to see though." He said, and reached over and flipped my skirt up before I could stop him.
"HEY!" I shouted.
"Wow. Those are hot." He said. They were red and had little white, cutsie skulls on them.
"You fucking asshole!" I shouted, and stood up.
"Who is an asshole?" Oz said, and walked in.
"Warren! He looked at my panties!" I said.
"Warren! How dare you!" Oz said, and walked behind me.
"I'm sorry. I just can't help myself." Warren said, and shrugged.
Oz reached down and flipped my skirt up!
"OZ! Mother FUCKER!" I said, and turned around and kicked him in the shin.
"OW!" He shouted. Him and Warren were both laughing.
"I hate you guys!" I said.
"Hey, what's with all the Venom?" Rachel asked, walking back with a stack of old posters.
"These two both just flipped up my skirt!" I said.
"Hey! Watch it you two! Lydia will come back here and we'll all kick your asses!" Rachel said.
"Oh, don't tease us!" Oz said.
"Yeah. Come on now, be fair." Warren said. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Come on, you ready?" Oz asked.
"YES!" I said, and held my plaid skirt down as I walked by. I walked by the front desk and Lydia looked at me funny.
"Don't ask." I said, and laughed.
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