LMPYITP: The Random Passages

Get Born...Again!

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed as I read it. My heart nearly dropped to my stomach. "LIAM! LIAM!"

            "WHAT?!" He yelled from down the hall. He was in the sitting room where the stereo was while I was out in the living room.

            I hurried to where he was. "Jet's back together!" I said when I got there.

            "What?" He asked with his eyebrows raised in disbelief.

            "Jet's back together! They're supporting Bruce Springsteen when he tours Australia in February."

            He positioned himself in that flat way of his. "Good for them."

            I smiled to myself as I thought of something. "Guess this means we've got a place to go for the honeymoon."

            "What?!"

            "We wouldn't even have to stay for the whole thing." I continued. "Just enough to see Jet and then lea-"

            "No!" He said shaking his head. "Absolutely-"

            "It's just like when they opened for Oasis!" I beamed. "Only this time, I'm actually gonna get to go."

            "No you're not!"

            "What?"

            "No you're not!" He repeated. "We agreed on Spain, right? Valencia. Not chasin' after the fuckin' Rip Off Beatles!"

            "Oh fuck! Off!" I snapped. "If anyone ripped off the Beatles, Oasis fucking-"

            "Don't you fuckin' dare!" He pointed his finger at me. "We were bigger than the fucking Beatles. Kept up their legacy. Your Jet couldn't even come up with more than one hit song. A fuckin' one-hit wonder, they were and nothin' fuckin' more!"

            I rolled my eyes. "You're just jealous."

            He looked at me shocked and confused. "Jealous? The fuck have I got to be jealous of? Everyone knows who I fuckin' am. Who my fuckin' band was. And is. Oasis is gonna live forever, right? Nobody has a fuckin' clue who Jet is. Hell, even the Chesters and them run about askin' who the fuck they are wearin' them fuckin' t-shirts and that! What the fuck is there to be jealous of, eh? Explain it to me, Jules. Fuckin'-"

            "Alright!" I sighed as I threw my hand up. "You've made you're point."

            "You're fuckin' right I have!" He said with a nod.

            Things relaxed after that and peace fell over the flat.

            Until I put a CD on the stereo.

So goodbye, Hollywood

It just don't fit me like it should

Now I found a place, to call my own

            "Dang it!" I exclaimed as Nic's voice got hung up on a line.

            "Fuckin' turn it off!" Liam yelled as the CD continued to skip. "And bin that fuckin' disc as well!"

            "Yeah right!"

            He twisted his face in annoyance and confusion. "Ya don't even like this one anyway! It's not like you'll miss it."

            "Yes I will." I informed him. "I can still pick through it and find tracks that I like."

            He rolled his eyes.