Instead of bolting up the stairs and back to my bed room the second Richie started talking to me, I just sat there, trying to think of an answer for him. But, No words were forming in my mind. After a few minutes of silence and the guys staring at me, I decided to talk.
'Umm... There isn't much to tell, ask me questions you want answers to'. He seemed ok with it.
'When's your birthday?'
'8th March'. He just smiled.
'Favorite instrument?' This time it was Jimmy who spoke.
'Drums.' I stole a quick look around the room. They just sat there, smiling. 'Next'. I was starting to like this game.
'Favorite rock star?' Josh gave me a cocky grin as he asked as if this was some way to get to know me.
'Marilyn Manson'. Richie smiled at me, Which I returned.
The questions carried on for a while,
