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Christian and Alicia left for Starbucks about 11 am, and didn’t get home until 7pm.

Josh and I spent the majority of the day playing xbox.

“And where have you been?” Josh asked suggestively as they walked through the door.

“We were at Starbucks,” Christian told him.

“Psh, you were at Starbucks for,” he paused, and started to count on his fingers, “8 hours?”

“Yep,” Christian said flatly, not bothering to elaborate.

Josh paused the game and tossed the controller aside. He followed Alicia and Christian into the kitchen. I got up and followed him.

“How were you at Starbucks for 8 hours?” he asked.

Christian was making hot chocolate; Alicia was sitting on a stool shivering.

Alicia answered, “We ran into the Paparazzi and hid on the roof.

“Oh,” Josh mumbled, obviously disappointed by how boring the story turned out to be.

Christian pulled two mugs out of the microwave; he kept one for himself, and handed on to Alicia.

“What about me?” Josh asked, doing his best to sound offended.

“What about you? Like what are you doing in my house? When did you start thinking you lived here? Or when did you assume that you were invited to stay twenty four seven?” Christian asked. Neither of them was actually angry, they were just messing around, like always.

They were always messing around; I was the only serious one.

“Do you mind if I take a shower?” Alicia asked Christian.

“No, not at all. Um, there are some towels in the closet at the end of the hall.”

She thanked him and left the room.

Josh and I went back to playing Xbox, and Christian went to his bedroom.

The next half an hour was fairly in un-eventful.

Then I heard a girl screaming.

A girl with a snotty, annoying, high-pitched voice?

“Groupies, groupies! There are groupies in the house!”

Josh got a thoroughly annoyed look on his face and jumped up. We ran into the living room.

Alicia was wearing a black t-shirt and blue boxer shorts. Her hair was still wet and wavy from her shower. She was standing across from the girl I like to call crazy bitch Amber, also known as Christian’s girlfriend.

Amber was wearing a mini-skirt, and really tight tank top, six inch heals, and had caked on makeup.

I smiled a little, Alicia looked way better then Amber, and Alicia wasn’t even trying. Amber certainly was. I would guess it took a lot of effort to look that sluty.

Amber was screaming and pointing, Alicia was just wearing a half grin, looking at Amber like she was an idiot.

“There is a groupie in the house!” Amber shouted.

Alicia and Josh grinned.

“How did she get in here!?”  Amber demanded.

“I don’t know…” Josh said thoughtfully, “Damn, wait. Actually I think I left a window open again.”

Alicia smiled, “Yeah, and I decided to scale the 100 story building.”

“Hmm, that’s interesting,” Josh supplied.

Alicia smiled, “Yeah well, everyone needs a hobby, right?”

“Right,” Josh smiled, “Some people scale buildings, and some people just act like a bitch all the time.”

Alicia shrugged, “To each his own.”

“Yeah,” Josh nodded, “How do you do that by the way? You know that whole climbing sky scrapers thing.”

“Oh, that. Well it’s funny you should ask.” Alicia smiled, voice dripping with amused sarcasm, “I actually got bit with a radio active spider. Yeah, it’s pretty kool. When rock stars leave their bedroom windows open, my spidey senses tingle. Some people would think I would put my power to better use, like saving all man kind or something, but I chose to stalk rock stars. I find it so much more fulfilling.”

Amber was momentarily taken aback. Amber and Josh quite openly loathed each other.

“Ah, and which on of you did she sleep with last night? My money’s on Josh,” Amber said, voice filled with hate.

I grinned to myself. Ironically enough, Alicia slept with Christian last night. They didn’t do anything; they just fell asleep together, but technically…

“Not everyone is a slut like you Amber.” Josh supplied simply. As if he were telling her the sky was blue.

“Christian,” Amber screamed.

Christian came out of his room wearing pajama pants.

“Baby, your friend is calling me a slut again. Are you going to talk to him?” Amber asked, in the most innocent voice she possessed.

“Dude, your girlfriend is being a slut again. Are you going to talk to her?” Josh asked flatly.

Christian and Amber talked for a while. She was trying to get him to go to Barettos with her and some of her bitch friends. It was an incredibly over priced Italian place, where the food really sucked. Actually it was Christian’s least favorite place. Sometimes I wonder if Amber is really just clueless, or if she tries to get him to do that stuff to make sure she’s in control.

He claimed that he couldn’t, that he had to work on a song for the new album and she left. Well, she sort of pouted her way out the door, expecting him to follow her.

“Well, she’s… nice.” Alicia said, trying to break the silence.

Josh laughed, “Yeah, either that or she’s a total bitch.”