| Dream World |
| "I'm sorry about that" Peter said consoling her. "Nah, I knew that would be coming. It had to be done" she said sadly. They were silent. "Let's walk the way he didn't" she said after a moment. "Good idea" they said as they began to walk. Peter grabbed her hand and held it tightly as they walked. They walked close to the pad. "Wanna go back?" Mike asked. "Sure" she said. They want back inside. "We were only gone 30 minutes" Peter said as he glanced at his watch. "Only?" Micky said sighing. "You guys must have lots more fun when I'm not bringing ya down" she said as she flopped on the couch. "Don't say that" Peter said as she grabbed her hands. She was shocked by his sincerness. She smiled a reassuring smile. "Guys I need to get a job" she said. "Did you not have one before?" Micky asked. "Yeah, but I don't ever want to go back" she said shuddering. "Why? Oh you don't have to tell me" Davy said. "Fallon worked with me" she said quickly. "Sorry" Mike said. "Where do you want to work?" Peter asked. She jumped up and began to prance around the room. "I have the perfect job but you'll have to wait till I get it" she said smugly. Micky stuck his tounge out at her. She returned the gesture. "Wanna jam?" Mike asked. "YEAH!" she said excitedly. "Great" he said laughing. "What do you want to play?" she asked. "Whatever" he said. "Can I play drums Mick? I wanna play Sweet Young Thing" she said with a smile. "Sure thing babe!" he said. She ran to behind his drums. "You know the beat?" Mike asked. "Yeah!" she said. "Okay then" he said. Peter, Mike, Micky and Davy jumped on stage. She threw the drumsticks up and caught them. "Whenever you're ready" Mike told Cassidy. "Sure thing!" she said. She began to play and the others followed. She was tempted to sing but she wanted to hear Mike's moving voice. When the song was all over they applauded their performance. "Wonderful!" Micky said. Cassidy stood up and took a bow. "Thank you, Thank you. No autographs or pictures please!" she said as she blew kisses. She then collapsed into a fit of giggles almost falling down. "Oh no she's crackers!" Davy said with a pained expression on his face. "Be quiet shorty!" she said smiling. "Shorty?" he cried. "Yeah what are you going to do about it?" she yelled. "Oh I'll think about it" he said as he rubbed his hands together. "Oh no I'm scared" she said sarcastically. "Come on guys!" Peter said laughing. She slumped over the drums. "Man I'm tired!" she said with a yawn. "Sleepy? It's not even 8 yet!" Micky cried. "So?" she said defending herself. "Go to bed then" Mike said sweetly. "Thank you Michael!" she said with a giggle. She ran off the stage and into her rooms. She changed into her red and blue plaid boxers which she rolled up to and indecent length. She put on a blue tank top and then remembered that her purse with her lotion was in the living room. She pulled all of her hair into a high ponytalk then went to fetch her purse. When the guys saw her they stopped right in the middle of "I'm Not Your Steppin' Stone." All their mouths dropped open. "What?" she said as she grabbed her purse. They all looked embarressed. She then blushed. "Oh you'll have to get used to my pjs" she said laughing. She ran back into her room still giggling. "Man she's hot!" they all said in unison. She heard them and smiled a huge smile in her room. She put the lotion on her legs and then layed down on her bed. She turned out the lamp and lay in the unfamilair room that felt like she had been there forever. She felt so comfortable in this room, like she had lived here all her life. She heard the guys still practicing. She listened until she drifted off to sleep. She had the reoccuring dream she had been having since the accident. She was in the room with Fallon getting high, when all of a sudden Paul burst into the room and tried to take Fallon away. Cassidy held onto Fallon for dear life but that wasn't enough. Paul ran off with her. |