[AN: Hi there, you are reading the first installment of the Ramones's fanfiction, 'Baby, I Love You'. I want to begin to say that this story wil lbe a mix of multiple things; 70's -90's party lifesyle of a rocker, angst between rivals,and a wee bit pinch of love. The Characters from 'Twisted Desert' (Janice, Jo-Anne, Johnnie, Joesph, and Jamie) are made up by me. Everything else, aint mine. SO DISCLAIMER ALERT! I wrote this because I love The Ramones; Most likely you're reading it because you do too. Anywho, enough of my jibber-jabber. Ejoy loves!]
It was summer after high school, when we'd finally hit the big stage. I remember being in the recording studio for 8 hours a day, and then going out all night, The smell of the thick cigarette smoke in the air, as a band would be on the stage, performing their music. Some were... so and so; some were mind-blowing. CBGB knew how to pick bands, whether or not i wanted to admit it. Tonight, that's where me and the band would be heading; to perform of course. There were flyers all around town about the performers tonight. CBGB's club was always a hit - but tonight was one like no other. It was making their opening date. The owner hand-picked the finest music he could find and hired them all for their named price.
We were honoured to be chosen to perform tonight. We were so excited, we were going to take extra time to get ready. We finished up in the studio, thanked the supervisor and then got into our limo, rushing away from all the chasing fans, running into the transportation method. Jo-Anne huffed and flipped her long black hair back and rubbed her green eyes,
"Tonight's going to be rad. I'm so pumped. We can't fuck up on the vocals, hear me Jannie?", She winked as she ridiculed my name.
"It's Janice to you, love", I smirked back at her. Jamie and Joesph proceeded to lighing a cigarette and Johnnie poured himself a cup of Daniels. I shook my head,
"I don't understand how you can do that shit in the daylight", I scoffed, opening the widow to let the smoke bleed out of the car into the outdoors.
"You never know until you try, Jan. You getting smashed tonight?", Johnnie asked as he raised his glass.
"Whatever. NO ONE is getting high, or drunk... Or both... before we perform. Hilly will fucking kill us if we are a bunch of drunk fuck ups on his stage on the anniversary", I said, picking up my Rolling stone and scanning through the pages.
I flipped the pages, scanning contently, ignoring the band chatting and conflicting. I stopped the searching as soon as I saw 4 young guys, with long hair, leather jackets, ripped jeans, t-shirts, and sneakers. I stroked the piece of paper, smirking lightly to myself,
"There they are...", I smiled, mumbling to myself.
The Ramones. As Glowing and bright as they have always been. Since 74' I'd been listening to them. I'm pretty sure that I got a friend of mine to give me her yearbook from when they were in high school.I'd never actually met The Ramones, to my dismay. But tonight, we'd be sharing the stage. Hilly was going to have an an after party 'till dusk for all the performers in honour of 6 years of sucsess. They would be there, so would The Voidoids, And Blondie, as well a few other up-and-comers.
"Stop drooling over them, woman. You're going to ruin the magazine", Jo-Anne mumbled as she wiped the side of my face,
"Stop it fool", I smacked her hand, closing the magazine and pulling my ray-bans over my eyes, "Play a casette or something, your chit-chatting is giving me a headache, and we have to listen to punk rock all night, full blasted", I sighed, leaning back and shruggingmy shoulder, feeling my leather jacket run up.
"These Hot Roller's are so bloody uncomfortable! How do you even sleep with these on!", I exclaimed as Jo-anne rolled up my red hair into locks, "Don't pull, my scalp is sensitive!". I had never gotten into makeup and hair. I never had time, and I just didn't pull it off. My hair was either in a braid, or just messy as hell. Of course, whenever I would let Jo-Anne go near my face and my hair, she would jump at the opporuitunity.
"Stay still will you? There's like, 2 pieces left, and then I can start your makeup", She sqeaked in happiness. The boys were lounging around the large bathroom, Jamie and Johnnie laying in the bath tub, changing the vinyl from Led Zeppelin to Queen. Joesph was fixing The frosted tips on his head, putting the foils on and folding them correctly. Jamie and Johnnie were waiting for their turn, as Jo-Anne decided she wanted to get me done first.
"I'm done your big cone-head, now time for that pretty little face to be fixed!", She smiled. I smirked at the joy that has over-come her, turning my face towards her.
"You want foundation, contour?", She asked, holding her big, puffy brush, and my shade, in her hand. I nodded simply and closed my eyes as she worked her magic,
"Did you want winged eye? Or not?", She asked. I nodded,
"Just do whatever you want, really. Make me look pretty, I have a crowd to impress!", I smiled and threw my arms in the air.
"Slow down there cowgirl, I'm not done my masterpiece yet", She laughed lightly, and I closed my eyelid to let the eyeliner place, "Lipstick as well right? red?", She asked.
"Yep, just get it done so I can get dressed. I'll bring some drinks up after I finish getting ready", I mumbled as my face continued to be worked on.
"I'm getting very antsy, sitting here waiting for you to finish", I muttered as i felt a tube of lipstick stroke my lips.
"I'm done, love. voila!", She smiled and turned the chair. Damn, I looked good. Like, really hot. If I didn't go home with someone tonight, I would truly never find someone. Johnnie looked over to me with a dropping jaw,
"Oh yeah, that's why I dated you", He smirked. Jamie gave him a kick,
"That's gross, dude. Jan's like my sister, okay? Can we pretend he never said that?", Jamie mumbled, puffing his cigarette. I rolled my eyes,
"Yes, lets forget that Johnnie wants my body again", I scoffed, "And thanks, Jo-", I smiled, getting out of the chair and into my room. walking down the hallway, I looked at the walls. They were covered with junk; A Beatles record, pictures of me and Jo-Anne as kids, Our First EP, And the first picture we ever took together, back in high school. I smiled and touched a frame lightly, before going into my room.
The walls were peach coloured, and in the middle of the room were 2 feather matresses place on top of eacother as a bed. the duvet was dark grey, with matching pillowaces. My wardrobe took on a pastel-white, covering an entire wall. There were a few plants in the open-windowed room that glowed a beautiful green. I sighed, looking around at the posters. The Beatles, Queen, Led Zeppelin, Elton John, Micheal Jackson, All displayed in a perfect line around my walls. I walked over to my wardrobe and opened it, pulling out a few of my 'fancy' choices; lace stockings, loose frayed jean shorts, a plain red shirt, my leather jacket, and a bandana. throwing on my clothes, I walked downstairs to the confined kitchen and got some mooshine, heading back to the bathroom afterwards.
"Oooh!", Jo-Anne smiled as she brushed Jamie's hair, making it smoother-looking. I hummed to myself as I poured a little liquid into the glass, exactly 5 cups.
"I thought you said no drinking", Johnnie asked, a confused expression on his face.
"This is for CGBG's anniversary. This is all we're going to have until we finish performing, ya hear me bud?", I asked him strictly. He nodded and gulped, getting out of the tub to grab a glass. Jamie and Jo-Anne took one, as well as Joesph. I took the last glass, and then hit cups lightly with everyone,
"To CGBG's", I smirked, "And a totally LIVE NIGHT!", I cheered. I downed the drink, and then like a wild animal, threw it against the jacuzzi-bathtub's spout, watching the glass shatter.
"OPAA!", We cheered the greek phrase happily.
This was the beggining of the rad party.
Everyone pulled themselves together and smoked one more cigarette before grabbing the gear and loading up the van quietly. We shut the trunk before piling into our 79' Impala, Jamie taking the wheel for us. I peacefully got into the backseat with Jo-Anne and Johnnie, Joesph taking the seat beside Jamie.
"Man i'm ready. This is what New york is about!", Joesph smiled and stretched his arms out. He opened his bag and puled out his planner, "Next week is France, Then We're going to the UK", He said.
"Whoo, road trip!", Jo-Anne smiled as she opened her window. I felt the breeze in my hair and smiled as a freeing feeling overcame me.
"How far are we from CGBG's?", I asked.
"We'll be there in twenty, love", Jamie said as he leaned back in his seat, "Can one of you open the hood for me?", He asked, grinding his teeth.
"Sure", I mumbled, "Roll down the window, Jo", I mumbled. asfter she rolled it, I pulled the handle down as Jamie continued to drive. The breeze hit us as we drove through Brooklyn, on our journey to Manhattan. We turned up the radio to hear none other but The Ramones, and we sang along for the next twenty minutes ofour voyage.
"Ouf, we're here" Jamie sighed happily as we all got out of the impala. We popped open the trunk, got out the equiptment, and then headed through the back entrance of the club.