Good Clean Fun
Davy didn't notice that Micky had gotten on the bus. He was lost in me. I noticed because he made sure that I did.
"I'M HERE!!" He shouted. After he saw we were paying no attention to him, he sat down.
Davy put his hand in mine and kissed my cheek. He told me that he had told the producers that we had a date the previous night. I was a little worried about what they'd say. They said it was o.k. as long as it didn't interfere with the show, Davy told me. What a relief!!! I thought that they'd try to throw (if you'll pardon the expression) a monkey wrench in our relationship.
Michael got on and sat across from us. "Ain't y'all cute?" He said in a baby voice.
I blushed, but Davy smacked Michael in the head and knocked his hat off.
"WHY do you wear that thing?! It's eighty degrees out there!!" I said.
"It's my thing. I'll be famous for this hat," he said confidently.
"Yes, and I can see the headlines now," Davy started. "Long-haired weirdo dies of heatstroke! He was wearing a wool hat in ninety degree weather!"
Michael took his hat and started hitting Davy with it. Peter then got on and said, "Children! Stop that!" Peter sat with Micky, and they started whispering. Peter ocassionally looked back at me. Just wait til we get off this bus. I'm going to tell that Micky Dolenz a thing or two!
We started for the beach when Peter got on, cause as usual, he was the last one on the bus. We arrived at the beach thirty minutes later. I helped unload equipment and set it up. After that, I was volunteered to help with make-up. I helped the guys get their make-up on and then it was Micky's turn.
"What do you think you're doing?" He asked.
"Putting on your make-up," I replied.
"No, I meant with Davy!" He said.
"Listen, you have a girlfriend and you weren't willing to leave her for me. So, I can see whom I want whenever I want!" I said firmly.
"Yeah, but you're quick!" He said.
"What do you mean by that?" I questioned.
"I mean, I turned you down one minute and the next minute, you're with Davy!" he shouted.
I smiled at him, took the giant powder puff, dipped it in the bowl of powder, and slapped him in the face with it!
I ran out of the make-up tent almost crying. I turned the corner and found Davy with a pretty blond.