Chapter 3: Sonic Boom Madness

A/N: I'm sooooo sorry. I know, it's been a month since I last updated, but I had writer's block. CURSE YOU! But, on the bright side, I saw the Hunger Games at midnight! Woo! Josh Hutcherson is ADORABLE in the movie! TEAM PEETA! Sorry, I never liked Gale, and I just realized today that he had the name of a girl! Lol! Yeah, I never liked Gale. Sorry to all you Gale fans.

Yeah, now onto the subject of my story: Yeah, I hate writer's block, but now I got it. This chapter might be a little short because one reviewer, Shadows and Chocolate, inspired me to think of what to write.

School was so boring today. I know, I know, I'm supposed to tell you about the rest of the day, but you wouldn't be interested. So, in a nutshell, this is it. I had classes, almost fell asleep in 2 of them, sat with Rhae and Piper at lunch along with my usual group, and then I actually fell asleep in last period.

When school ended, I walked to Sonic Boom with Dez, Austin, Ally, and Trish. Dez and Austin stopped at the smoothie store to get smoothies. When they walked into Sonic Boom, Ally automatically said, "Drink the smoothies outside, then come in."

"Ally, come on," Austin said. "Loosen up and have some fun."

"Fine, you can drink the smoothies in here," Ally said, giving in. "If you drop a single drop anywhere here, I will personally kick you out!"

We heard something drop from behind us. "Oops," Dez said, his smoothie on the floor. Ally looked like smoke was about to come from her mouth.

"Get. Out," she said between gritted teeth.

"What if I bargained with a camel?" Dez said.

"No, I don't like camels or any kind of exotic animals," Ally said.

"Why not?" Dez asked in that cute little boy voice I love.

"Because you can't get them trained, so they'll poop on the floor," Ally replied.

"Hey, I swear that time it was Trish Poop," Dez said, looking at Trish.

"I swear I will knock you down to my height, so I can punch you properly," Trish threatened, holding up a fist.

"Sorry," Dez said, backing away from Trish slowly.

"Um, hello? Anyone here?" a boy said, entering Sonic Boom.

"Sorry," Ally said. "Dez, clean up the smoothie."

"Hi, do you have any songbooks?" he asked. He had sleek, messy, black hair that was the length of his forehead. He was kind of cute, but (maybe) not as cute as Dez.

"Yes, it's over here," Ally said, walking over to their songbook display. "Which one would you like?"

He looked at every one on display. "Do you have any that's all black?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's in the back," Ally said. "I'll be right back." Ally walked to the back of the store.

"Hi," I said to the boy. "I think I've seen you around school. I'm Lily Lacour. What's your name?"

"Jett Eve," he replied.

I smiled at him. "Weren't you in Mr. Harris's homeroom last year?"

"Yeah," he replied.

"So was I," I said.

"Cool," he replied.

Just then, Ally came back with a complete black songbook. "Here you go," she said to Jett.

"Thanks," he replied. "How much is it?"

"$5.97," Ally said at the cash register. Jett paid her, and Ally gave him back some change.

"So, you like writing songs?" I asked.

"Yeah, but I don't know how to play piano," Jett replied.

"Well, I know how to play," I replied with a smile. "I could teach you, and I would love to hear your songs."

From behind us, Dez and Austin came back with a towel to clean up the smoothie.

"No way," Jett said. "That's Austin Moon."

"Yeah," Austin replied with a cheeky smirk. "Do you want an autograph?"

"No, I'm good," Jett replied. "I don't like your music, but I know that you became a celebrity after a song that you posted online. That's like a one-in-a-lifetime chance."

"Oh," Austin said, looking downcast. "Well, thanks for . . . hearing of me."

"Yeah, thanks, I guess," Jett replied. Then he said to me, "Well, Lily, I guess I'll see you around school. Should I meet you here tomorrow?"

"Sure, Ally wouldn't mind that I'm using her piano upstairs in the practice room," I replied. Then I thought for a moment. "Well, it's called the practice room, so I guess we could practice there." Then we both laughed.

"Bye," he said.

"Bye," I replied, waving good-bye.

When he left, Ally asked, "What about you using the practice room?"

"Well, Jett, the guy with the songbook that just came in, wanted to learn how to play piano, so he could play his songs, and I told him that I could teach him, and we could use the practice room," I explained.

"Well, it's okay, but you should've asked me first," Ally said.

"Thanks, Alls," I said, hugging her.

"You're welcome," she replied. "Oh look, more customers." Two people, a boy and a girl, walked in together, hand in hand. The guy had short, gelled, dark brown hair, and the girl had jet black hair that looked almost purple with feather extensions in it. They looked familiar.

"Hey, you guys look familiar," Trish said. "Do you go to Miami High?"

"Yeah," the girl replied. "I'm Camille Hayden, and that's Jacob Anderson. We're both seniors."

"Oh yeah," Dez said. "Aren't you the ones that got voted, 'Cutest Couple,' in last year's yearbook?"

"Yep, that's us," Jacob said.

"Wow, out of all the couples at Miami High, which is only four," Austin said, "you got voted, 'Cutest Couple,'"

"Ha, ha, very funny," Camille said sarcastically. "Now can we just get what we came here for?"

"Oh sure," Ally said. "Sorry if I'm slightly off track today. Ever since those three came into my life, I've been a little bit disorganized." When she said, "those three," she pointed to me, Dez, and Austin.

"Oh, it's fine," Jacob said. "Um, do you have any guitars?"

"Yeah, they're right here," Ally said, pointing to the guitar display.

"Woah, this is so cool," Jacob said, picking up a blood red electric guitar. "I'll take this one."

"Are you sure?" Camille asked him. "There are plenty of others."

"No, I want this one, Cam," he replied.

"Fine, do whatever you want," she replied.

"How much?" Jacob asked Ally.

"About $450," she said.

"Do you take credit cards?" he asked.

"Yeah, just swipe here," Ally replied.

While they were buying the guitar, Dez and I were talking.

"So, who was that you were talking to?" Dez asked me.

"Who, Jett?" I asked. Dez nodded. "Oh, he's someone from my homeroom last year. He wants me to help him play the piano, so he can play his songs."

"Oh, that's cool," Dez said, although his voice sounded downcast.

"Well, look at the time. It's 4:45. I'd better be going home before my mom has a panic attack," I said. I said my goodbyes to everyone at Sonic Boom and started walking home. As I was walking, I thought about how Dez said, "Oh, that's cool." It sounded as if he was . . . jealous. But that can't be. Dez is never one to get jealous. Is he?

A/N: Ooh! Dez is jealous of Jett! What do you think? On a rate of 1-10. 1 being suckish, and 10 being beyond amazing! Tell me what you think. It might be a while before I update because of school and such, so yeah. READ ON, PEEPS!

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~WATT