Gross!
Itīs a boring morning in the bus.
If I felt crappy when I woke up, itīs nothing to what I feel when I have been up and around for a few hours. Brian had hard time waking me up and I have felt moody all morning. The headache from last night is still lingering and Iīm pretty sure that I have a fever too since my head feels all strange and fuzzy. Right now I am sitting in the sofa section, or more likely, laying down, trying to get some rest. Beside me is an small mountain of white used tissues and AJ have moved as far away from me as possible, since he is claiming that I am sneezing deliberatly in his direction. And we all know how AJ feels about snot!
Howie is doing the same, moving away from me that is, and the way he looks at me one might think that Iīm carrying the plague. Iīm pretty sure that when Iīm not looking he is spraying lysol in the bus, not that I can smell it, no my nose is so stuffed up that I have to breath with my mouth open all the time. This has Howie even more disgusted since he claims that the germs jump out faster this way. Well you better get your medical facts straight, Howie Dorough , germs donīt jump!
If the sneezing is bad, itīs nothing against the cough that has invaded my body. Here you can talk about rocking the world with coughs. I have this cough that is wracking dry and where you cough and cough until youīre pretty sure that you have hacked up a piece of your lung or the food you recently digested! Nasty!
" Shit!"
" What is it Kaos?" Kevin asked in an calm voice as he is looking trough an magazine, resting beside me. Kevin has taking on his duty to spend some "fatherly" time with me since Iīm pretty sure he wants to see to it so that I donīt choke or anything. Like I would need babysitting?
At that moment I canīt answer my band brother since the coughs are pretty nasty and I am about to hack something up. He pays no further attention to my dismay and I make no attempt to talk to him either. He is a bit grouchy this morning since he was the one that got stuck with Lottie. Poor guy! Even if me and Kev gets into fights I wouldnīt wish him such a cruel destiny since listening to that broad talking ainīt no picnic!
" You better take some cough syrup," Howie announces, from an safe distance and I almost start laughing, in between the coughs.
Been there, done that. And getting drunk too.
Brian had found the cough syrup bottle and he had asked me if I had drank the whole thing and when I agreed he gave me an lecture about not taking meds that I donīt know whatīs in it. Like if I should have known that there was alcohol in that substance? Ok I might admit that it was pretty stupid drinking up a whole bottle, but what donīt you do for fun when youīre not the legal age? Those words had sent Brian in for an fit so much that I had to swear NOT to drink anything that I donīt know what it is. And ALWAYS read the fine print on everything! I swore, with my fingers crossed. Iīm way too experimental to promise something like that. That and an impatient reader.
" Donīt have any," I croak as I continue to try to hack up that something that is irritating in the back of my throat. Suddenly something loosens and I nearly choke as I spit out an big blob of yellow-brown phlegm! I know that it was nasty with the graphics, but I really want to be descriptive, since I think that something most be seriously wrong with me.
Can you cough up an piece of the lung?
If, I think I did that just now. What else can this phlegm mucous thing be? Looking at Kev I decided that he should know, but change my mind since he is not as street smart as AJ. If there is something nasty itīs often Bone that knows these things since he has claimed that he has been to everything from streetfights to see someone get stabbed in their belly. Looking at the skinny figure infront of me I doubt that, but then one never knows with AJ. He remains a mystery.
" Ajeeeee!" I yell, as I kick his leg to get his attention. This has no wanted effects since he looks uninterested away.
I try again, " Ajeee, can you look at this?"
" Yeah, what is it dumbass?" he asks, peering at me through his sunglasses.
Can someone inform this guy that we are inside an bus and not sitting outside on the beach? I see no sunshine here, even if looking at the bright daylight hurts my eyes. Maybe I should ask if I could borrow Bone's glasses. That would be fat luck since the outcome of AJ loaning me something from his valuable stuff is as far away as driving to the moon. In an car! There canīt be anyone that is more greedy than Bone when it comes to these three things:
1) sunglasses
2) Hats
3) French Fries
Remember what I told you about the stabmark on my hand? If that one was bad you should see what he does when you try to steal anything of the things above. He would probably use an axe.
Chop,chop heads would fly for less!
" Look!" I gingerly stretch the guck of phlegm that is situated on my tissue to Bone. " What is this? A lung?"
Have you ever seen anyone turn green? Itīs an rather interesting transformation and AJ turned that right infront of my eyes. Kind of like in an cartoon series. He was as green as that guy that started to grow ..The Hulk! And then he ran like Carl Lewis, to the bus bathroom, banging at the door. Like crazy.
" Open up!" Desperation. Desperation.
Unfortunatly Brian had just slinked in there with an issue of some magazine, probably the latest issue of sports illustrated and he was not to be disturbed. Remember what I told you about Bone and snot? Pleghm made him freak out even more. Intended to get in he was nearly crashing the door, and Brians annoyed voice could be heard from the other side.
" Stop it!"
" B'rok, J's gonna hurl." I yelled, before starting to cough really bad again. Kevin is butting into the situation now, " Yes Brian, that is true. Open up"
What donīt you do to help your band brothers that are in distress?p>
" Gosh, you can never be alone anywhere," Brian mutters and I hear the toilet flush and he comes out, holding his pants up with his hands. " Hurry up then," Brian sounds irritated.
AJ however doesnīt answer and seconds later he makes good use riding the porcleain bus. Nasty. I start to regret that I made him gross out , mainly beacuse Bone never forgets anything and Iīm sure that he will find an payback for me. Really nice. Ok. I donīt think the reason why he was taking an ride was ENTIRELY beacuse of my nasty gross out. According to B both Howie and AJ had gone clubbing, with their dates. And he got drunk too. But not on cough syrup.
" What did you have to do that for?" Kevin asks accusingly and now I feel even worse.
" Uh, eh..just wanted to ask him..eh..something." I shift ueansily.
" No, you didnīt.." Brian looks at me. " You did that beacuse you know that AJ hates phlegm. That was evil Nick."
" Eh..uh.." Better add some coughing effect. You canīt yell on an sick man, can you?
" Whatīs gotten into you?" Kevin shakes his head and I can tell by his frown that he is trying hard to figure me out. Well news for you Mr Richardsson, one NEVER figures Nick Carter out. Period. Iīm like an shark, can lay low for an while, then I suddenly attack and you never know where you have me. That was poetic, huh?
" Oh man," Brian is drumming restlessly at the bathroom door, waiting impatiently for AJ to be done. He most be reading something very interested in sports illustrated beacuse as soon as an pale AJ opens the door, Brian is in again. Locking it, yelling, " Now I want to be ALONE!"
" Jeeze, been away from Samantha too long?," AJ murmurs as Brian rushes past him. Turning to Kevin he says, " Bri constipated or something?" Like if Kev should know that or even care about it? Sometimes the topics that we discuss can be rather absured and spending 24/7 with four boys can make you talk about everything. And I mean everything!
" Just leave him alone," Kevin sighs.
Hoping that AJ has forgotten my little "prank" I make myself small and sick. To no use. He has already spotted me and by his facial expression he isnīt about to let me off the hook. " And you..your little fuck, is going to get it!" There is an loud growl as he jumps over me, not caring that Iīm sick and weak he packs me into an package and starts to wrestle.
" Sto..stop it," I pant between my coughs. But he is way too pissed to stop. Sitting on my stomach he rumbles me around and that is not an good thing to do. I cough and cough and cough until I am certain that the lung has loosen from itīs anathomy. The coughing also makes it hard for me to breath and my eyes are dwelling over with tears.
" I..cough..cough..canīt..cough..breath!"
" Serves you right," he laughs as he starts to do the thing that I hate the most. Tickling me!!!!
" Kev..kev..cough, cough..heeeeeelpppp!!!" I yell, squirming, trying to get loose.
My band brother doesnīt seem to excited coming to my rescue and he says calmly, " Nick, that you should have thought of before messing with J."
" Cough, cough, Ke..cough...cough." Itīs all that I get out before my whole body is wracked with ratteling coughs that would wake up the dead. I am panting, crying, choking. Yeah you name the sound that I DONīT make!!! Gagging included.
It most be something in the way I am sounding or that my face is turning blue that has Kevin all concerned, " AJ, let Nick up. He canīt breath!!!" Oh so now you noticed!
Reluctantly AJ lets me up and I feel like an fish panting for air. After I have coughed for five minutes straight another "evil" thought crosses my mind.
" Ajeeee," I call out, with an playful shine in my eyes.
" What is it now?" he asks as he have sat down beside me on the sofa.
" Ajeee, " I blow my nose. " Look at this," I say, showing my tissue to him. That is gross, I know. But revenge is sweet. AJ, not expecting me to be nasty again turns my way.
" Looks like I blew out part of my brain," Itīs like triggering an button. AJ makes an gagging sound again and then he runs for the bathroom, banging on the door.
" What??" Brian is annoyed, that I can tell.
" Ugh..urmpf," Is all that my friend gets out, and the nice person that I am I decide to help him out, " B, open up, Ajee is about to hurl."
" Awww man, not again." Brian yells and once again the show starts. Donīt say that Nick canīt make a common morning eventful!
