| �Sweet�.young�thannnnngah.� Mike stepped away from the mic and surveyed the audience.Quite a good show tonight, he smiled to himself, no threatening folks or anything. Micky leapt up from behind the drums and promptly fell overthe various electrical cables, prompting a roar of laughter from the crowd.Mike rolled his eyes and ambled over to help the drummer to his feet. �Don�t worry, I�m fine�� Micky brushed himself off and staggered backstage, where the other two were waiting. The GTO purred as the four drove quietly home, winding down after an amazing evening. They were well fed and had money at hand for a change, which put everyone in a good mood.the pad looked very welcoming, despite its deteriorating appearance and the boys yawned as they stumbled inside andeach made their way to bed. But, as always, Mike couldn�t sleep. He tossed and turned, punched his pillow in frustration, counted sheep, but still sleep would not some. For once, Micky had wornhimself out and slept like a baby, so he provided no reassuring company. After several determined huffs, the Texan climbed out of bed and got dressed, determined to at least enjoy the full moon with a pleasant walk. �No, no, no�it�s C, D, F, G�from the top!� Caz yelled, but once again, found no-one listening. Choz looked up from her blissful daydream and gave a smile. �What was that Caz?� �Nothing�never mind!� Caz was sure she had steam coming out of her ears. she placed her bass on the floor and surveyed the room. At that point Vix marched down the stairs, cradling a notebook and pen. She, too, was lost in her own little dream and walked past the others towards the back door. �And where do you think you�re going?� Caz asked, hands on hips. �Out,� �Where?� �Dunno,� �When you coming back?� �Later,� �We have a band practise,� �That�s nice,� With that she was gone, strolling along the beach that lay behind their home.The girls were English and had decided to make the most of their lives and travel. That�s why they were in California,trying to understand their destiny before it happened. Choz had realised her dream of being free, being able to go where she wanted. She was a member of a band she thought was really going places, she had a roof over her head, andmost of all, she had her friends. She was the baby of the group at the young age of seventeen, but she could still be the most intriguing sometimes. Caz had come for the ride purely driven by ambition. England was still kissing the feet of the Beatles and she knew that with them around, you could only be second best. So she packed up with her friends and decided that America was about to have a rude awakening to a new sound, their sound. She was the eldest and believed that she had control over things, she was always around to fall back on, always reliable, which was more than could be said for the others. Vix was a dreamer. She would have her head buried in her notebook, jotting down everything for prosperity. Yeah she had ambition, she wanted to be a guitarist that no-one would ever forget, but she was still perfectly happy to spend her time on the beach with her guitar and her thoughts- and her camera. The sound of the sea was sweeter than any melody that Mike could ever wish to write. He woke to the sweetness and gazed around. He was lying on the beach, his trousers damp from the sand that was so close to the sea. He remembered walking along in the night and realised that he had succumbed to sleep half-way through his stroll. Suddenly he shivered and looked up to find a figure above him, blacking out the sun and immersing him in shadow. �You�ll ruin that shirt�� She smiled, glaring down at him with ocean eyes. �Yes,� Was all he could say. She invited herself to sit beside him. He looked her up and down. Her hair was an earthy brown and her skin was very pale for someone who lived in California. She held a camera and she kept a tight grip on it, as if it was her very life source. �Where you from?� He asked �England originally. But now? Just up the beach�me and my two friends�1335 Beechwood.� �Really!? I live in 1334 Beechwood.� �What a coincidence�� Her voice was tinted with sarcasm. �What�s your name?� He didn�t give up questioning the apparition. �Vicky�Vix�� She mumbled, uninterested. �That�s groovy, my name�s Michael�but you can call me Mike.� �Ok Mike.� �I�m in a band you know,� �Me too, I play guitar,� �A chick playing guitar?!� �Listen pal, a so-called �chick� can play guitar just as good as some �boy�� �Hey, I didn�t mean to offend you,� �Well, you succeeded.� �Gee, sorry.� �That�s Ok,� Their conversation remained spontaneous until it was loudly interrupted. �Hey! David Bailey! Get your arse back �ere and start practisin�!� Caz�s call was loud and clear and Vix dragged herself to her feet. Mike stood beside her and shook her hand. �It�s been real,� She smiled with dimples and brushed a strand of hair from her face. �Yeah�.� Choz yawned luxuriously and spread out on the couch. It was nice when the house was empty. Caz was checking out the town in way of record stores and Vix was�she didn�t know where Vix was. She was just allowing herself to fall asleep, acoustic cradled in her arms, when there was a knock at the door. �She should really get a key!� She grumbled to no one in particular and opened the door. �Hello,� A blond young man smiled. �Hi,� �We live just down the road and�and we were wondering if you had any milk we could borrow.� �You can�t borrow milk�it�s not like you can give it back,� �We can replace it,� �That�s true�come on in,� She smiled, allowing him in. He was the ultimate hippy to say the least. He wore so many beads, Choz was surprised he didn�t fall over with the weight. �I�m Peter,� He began the flirt routine. �Charlotte�but my friends call me Choz.� �That�s unusual,� �Indeed it is�this way.� She showed him to the fridge and handed him a half empty bottle. �This do?� She cooed. �That�ll do fine thanks.� �Good,� She gave an offhand smile and then looked wistfully out to their sea view. �So�You live with your friends?� �Yeah,� She didn�t take her eyes off of the sea, �Vix and Caz, we�re a band.� �Fab, me too, with my friends, Mike, Micky and Davy.� She looked at him then before lowering her voice, �I�ve heard,� She gave a little laugh and moved into the centre of the room. �Oh yeah, Michael�he met Vicky right?� �Too true,� �Hey,� The dawn of recognition dawned on him, �Are you British?� Caz sighed as she strolled along the sidewalk. The sun was so hot, ten times hotter than she had ever felt in England. She rounded another corner and everything went black. Caz shook her head and swore she could hear her brains rattle. �Gosh a roonie I�m sorry,� She felt a strong hand grab her arm and she was helped to her feet. �I didn�t mean to bump into ya, I should have been looking where I was going,� �You should have been,� She held her head to make sure it didn�t fall off. �Hey, where do you live? Can I help you home?� �1335 Beechwood, I can manage,� �No, let me,� His curls danced madly as he took her arm and lead her along the rest of the sidewalk. The big oak door still didn�t seem like home sweet home for Caz but at that moment all she wanted to do was lose this freaky guy who was hanging on her arm. The guy rapped energetically on the door and it creaked open slowly. �Yeah?� Vix asked, her eyes half closed, her mind shut down. She pushed her fringe out of her eyes long enough to see who it was. �Hi, I�m afraid we had a little accident with your friend here,� �No�I�m sorry, we don�t take in strays�� The guy�s face dropped and confusion took hold. �Ignore her!� Caz drew her arm back sharply, �She�s a sadist.� �Oh�well, I best go�it was nice�er�bumping into you.� He was about to go when he stopped and pointed almost menacingly at Vix. �Hey are you the chick guitarist Mike was on about?� She nodded and he gave a laugh.�They�ll have female drummers next!� He laughed and promptly received a glare from Choz, who had appeared behind Vix, waving her drumsticks.�And what�s so wrong about that?!� His face was a blank and he shrugged hopelessly, before turning and walking aimlessly back down the street. �Yeah see ya Micky!� Choz and Vix cried in unison, before falling into fits of giggles. |