intheditch

This is basically a dream I had a couple days ago, when Anja and I were younger (12 or 13ish.) Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think.

In The Ditch

Kelly flew up the stairs from the basement as she heard a knock on the door. Her friend, Anja, flowed behind her.

�I�m coming, I�m coming!� she shouted to the person at the door.

Anja stopped at the fridge to grab a Pepsi as Kelly continued to run toward the door. She flung it open to reveal a tall man in a black t-shirt, baggy jeans, and red baseball cap.

�Oh dear Lord�� Kelly began, �Anja, come here. Now.�

Anja joined Kelly at the door and stared in disbelief.

�Your, your�� Anja stuttered, �F-F-Fred Durst!�

He looked at the girls who were gaping at him, �Yeah, that�s me. Listen, my car broke down in front of your house, and my cell phone is dead, so I was wondering if I could use your phone?�

�Um, yeah, sure, go right ahead Mr. Durst.� Kelly spit out.

�Call me Fred.� He insisted, �Mr. Durst makes me feel old.�

Just then her father, John, walked behind them, �Who is this?�

Kelly turned to her father, �This is Fred Durst,� she started, still having difficulty stringing words together, �from Limp, um, Limp��

Anja cut in, �Bizkit. Limp Bizkit. His car broke down and he asked if he could use your phone.�

�Oh. It�s all yours, you, um, Limp Muffin.�

Kelly hid her face in her hands, �Limp BIZKIT�s, Dad, not Muffins.� She mumbled, embarrassed.

�Whatever, homie.� Her Dad remarked, as he did his �rapper� hand movements.

Kelly motioned to Fred. He stepped into the house and followed her through the kitchen to the phone.

�Thanks.� He said appreciatively.

�Your welcome. And I�m really sorry about my Dad, he did that when Nelly got a flat tire out front, too.� Kelly apologized.

Fred smiled, �It�s ok, my parents still call us the Limp Muffins.�

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Fred hung up the phone, �Great�� he said sarcastically.

�What�s wrong?� Kelly asked.

�The towing service is closed, the mechanic won�t tow my car, and there�s no hotels in walking distance.� He complained.

John spoke up from the chair he had been sitting in, �I could give you a ride��

Everyone clapped, �We�ve made a break through!� Anja said.

�DINNER!� Kelly�s mom, Kathy, yelled as she and Kelly�s brother, Mike, walked through the door with bags of Chinese takeout.

�SWEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT�S FRED DURST!� Mike yelled, even though he was not a Limp Bizkit fan.

�So YOUR Fred Durst�� Kathy started, �From the Stiff Carrots, right?�

�Mom, the Stiff Carrots are Dad�s punk rock band, Fred Durst is from Limp Bikit.�

Fred turned to John, �You have a punk rock band?�

�Yeah,� he started.

�Well I�d love to hear you guys.� Fred said.

�Well, I�ll call up the rest of the guys and we�ll play for you after dinner.� John replied, before walking to the phone and dialing the numbers of his band mates.

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