Starry Eyes .06Tommy quickly pulled up his pants and ran out after Nikki. "Dude, what the FUCK was that!?" Nikki stopped, twirling the men's room key around his finger. "You liked it, didn't you?" He smirked. God dammit, he had that cocky smile on his face again. He wasn't being serious. That whole thing was just to play with the drummer; he meant not a word that came out of his mouth that whole time.
"Do you really love me Nikki?" Tommy frowned, feeling slightly offended, even though the bassist hadn't said anything offensive. "I do," Nikki ruffled Tommy's hair and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Then he started walking away from the gas station. He flung the key in the air as he was strutting down the road, cars beeping at him. The entire situation was overwhelming. Did Tommy really just fuck Nikki Sixx in the filthy bathroom of a 7-11? Tommy decided it would be best to just shrug it off, or at least wait until the next day. He needed some sleep.
Starry Eyes .04At school Tommy strolled into his first class, English. He immediately noticed that Nikki was there. He was always late, no joke. There was not one day this year that he was not late to first hour. He got detentions every three days for being tardy and that's just for being tardy.
Tommy sat in his regular seat, two chairs in front of Nikki and three to the right of Vince. While he and Vince exchanged worried glances, they heard tapping being them. When Tommy turned around, the boy behind him (in between Tommy and Nikki) was wide-eyed and cringed.
Nikki was writing something on his back? Nikki's eyes drifted from his work on the kid's back to Tommy's face. "Turn around, you're bothering my studies," he muttered. Before he turned, Tommy saw the kid mouth the words 'help' to him. Tommy rolled his eyes and tried to focus on his vocabulary.
At lunch Vince caught up to Tommy. "Hey, you got any shit on Nikki yet? Is he still pissed?" the drummer shook his head and sat down by a tree