My Life with the Lepps

2 Hours Before the Show

******Sorry that those last two parts were so short. I'll be making them longer from now on. Promise. Here we go....Into Chapter Three!!!!!!! Hope you like it!!!!!! Love, Madalaine

"Ori, come here!" Caitlin, Vivian's wife, smiles. "Hey Caitlin! What's up?" I ask inquisitively. "Joe wants you to have this," she laughs, handing me the outfit that Joe wore the first time the Lepps played in the round, on the Hysteria tour. It consisted of EXTREMELY ripped jeans, a Def Leppard comic shirt and a short white jacket with short sleeves. I ran to put it on. "Thanks!" I yelled as I ran out to show Joe. "It looks good on you, Ori." Joe chuckles as I grab his microphone and sing 'Armageddon It' while Vivian, Rick, Sav and Phil play behind me. Joe videotapes us, but I don't notice because I'm having too much fun singing. After I finish singing (and poking fun at Joe), I pelt Vivian with water balloons. "Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!" Vivian whines. All of a sudden, a full out water balloon fight breaks out. Everyone, techs, roadies, crew members and even the Lepps are chucking water balloons at each other. I hear Joe singing the chorus to one of the songs from an album the guys released in the late 90s. "Um, Joe?" I giggle. "Yeah Ori?" Joe responds. "What were you singing?" I wonder. Joe runs around singing:

"Slang with me! I don't wanna get my hands dirty! Slang with me! I just wanna get soaking wet! Slang with me! I don't wanna get my hands dirty! All I ever wanna get is slang!" 

I look at Vivian. "Soak him?" I whisper in his ear. "Yeah." Viv smiles. We soak Joe with our Nerf guns. "Guys," Rick chides, "Play nice." I sass back, "Um, no." Rick gets annoyed. "Okay, Rick." Viv and I put down our Nerf guns and walk away. "Damn it, Viv." I state in an annoyed tone, sitting down in a chair. "What's wrong?" Viv asks worriedly. "Rick always has to go and ruin our fun." I mutter, totally annoyed with Rick. "Hey, cheer up. I have a surprise for you." I look up. "Really? What is it?" I ask in shock. "Come on." Viv grabs my hand and leads me to the stage. "Sit there." He points to a seat with my name on it, which was directly in front of him. "Wh...what's going on?" I stammer. "You'll see." He smirks. The others come out and hand me stuff. I got one of Sav's gloves, a guitar from Phil and homemade cookies from Rick. "We wrote a song for you." Sav tells me. "Well, it was mostly Viv and Phil." I blush because they know how much I love them. "It's called 'Our Little Angel' because you are." Phil smiles, making me smile. They play the song as I record it. Afterwards we went out to eat, then got back half an hour before the show.

TO BE CONTINUED.......