I'm Walking on a Tight Rope...: David D. Love Story

Whistles blew around, people bustling by happily around me and the distant August clouds threatened to produce some much needed rain. I stood in the middle of some train station in a place that I can’t pronounce and stared up at the darkening sky, every now and then having someone ever so subtly bump into my arm or luggage.

“Excuse me!” said a pushy woman as she budged around me, I just smiled and kept staring up at the sky. “Nutty American…” she growled beneath her breath.
“Actually, Canadian,” I retorted, not looking at her, but I knew she was giving me a look. I brushed dark red strands out of my even darker brown eyes; I wore very little make-up, today, since I had gotten up early. In my hands was my plane ticket and an acceptance letter to BSU college, and I was going.

A laugh caught my attention and I looked to my right to see a couple leaning against the wall. The guy was tickling her and she was laughing both were kissing each other like mad. I smiled and stopped gawking; a single tear fell from down my cheek. It reminded me as to what I was leaving behind…let me fill you in.

~4 months ago~

“Billie! Are you ready to go, yet?” came a cry from outside my two-bedroom apartment. Me? I’m Billie Lefebvre, age 22 and on my way to an amazing summer! I’m around 5’8” with shoulder length red hair and dress pretty punk, or comfortable, whatever you want to call it. I stuffed the last of my things in my carry-on and beamed one last time around my room, like an idiot I might add. When, two arms wrapped around my waist and I felt a pair of lips next to my ear. “Bill, if you’re not in the taxi in five minutes, we’re leaving without you…” I turned to look my creeper in face, and smiled at him. With his dark brown eyes rimmed with eyeliner, black hair, and lip ring he’s so irresistible.

“”You…would leave me, David?” I asked, he smiled, David Desrosiers.

“No, but I might just stay behind with you.” He planted a kiss on my neck, Oh god…

“HURRY UP!” another came voice from the door. Both David and I sighed while grabbing my things.

“Never a moment alone…” David pouted, I swiftly kissed him.

“Don’t worry, babe, we’ve got 4 months to have fun!” I cried as he and I sprinted down to the awaiting taxis. Pierre, Chuck and Pat in one. David, Jeff, Seb and me in the other.

“Take you long enough.” Seb teased, I smiled at my older brother but he was already eyeing David.

“Seb, don’t start, we haven’t even pulled out of the parking lot, yet.” I said simply while looking back at my apartment before it disappeared around the corner, not to be seen for another 4 months.

“So, Billie babe, you excited?” asked Jeff, I laughed at his old nickname for me.

“Hell to the yes, Jean!” he cringed at his name, but laughed along with me anyway.

“I can’t believe your work let you off to come along with us.” David said while slinging an arm around my shoulders.

“I know, but, I’ve been working there for awhile and they were more than happy to give me some vacation time.” I said, making a face at Seb who was trying his best to glare at David from the passenger seat in the taxi.

“Just remember, you’re here to help us on our tour, like Pat does.” Seb reminded me.

“Aw, come on, Seb! Let her have some fun.” Jeff said, “Pat hardly calls it work!”

I put my headphones in my ear and turned on my iPod, giving one of the buds to David. Thunder by Boys Like Girls came on and I leaned against his shoulder while looking out the window at the passing scenery as we got into the city and the airport. I was more than happy to help out with the Soundtrack of My Summer and Generation Tour for Simple Plan and BLG! Who WOULDN’T be?!

~at the train station~