Chapter 2
More serious chapter, explaining why Red left and past info. And who the band is exactly. Thank you people who reviewed you're good people!
"Close your eyes," Wolf laughed as his shiny car pulled around a corner. Red looked at him with confusion, "Come on Red. Please cover your eyes, this is a surprise…" He looked at her with sad eyes that melted her heart.
"Fine damn it… just this once. If you do anything weird Wolfy I swear…" Red threatened covering her eyes. Wolf laughed again, they hadn't seen each other in six years, but the chemistry was still there.
The radio was on a reggae station; both listened to the song that came on. Red grinned and Wolf turned up the radio, blasting the bass through his car. Red swayed to the beat and put her hands above her head, beating the roof of the car. Wolf drummed the steering wheel, looking over at Red, "Eyes," Wolf reminded her smiling.
"Closed," she smiled back, letting her hair sway in her face. Wolf stared to beat the dashboard and sing along to "their" song:
My boo no se limita a la hora de romper su pum-pum
Con curvas más calientes que el sur
Right thru, enséñame si tienes la actitud, mami
Dale, go!,Dale, go!,Dale, go-go!
Tiempo; llego el momento, baby, de perder el control
Trabájame ese cuerpo mas que un shot de Winstrong
Sube ese temperamento, dame movimiento
Lento, lento, y ella lo...
Wolf rolled down the windows and both belted out the chorus laughing. The song ended and they went back to the silence of before. Red recovered her eyes. The silence grew, each wanted to ask hundreds of questions, wanting to know what the other had done. Cautiously Wolf broke the silence.
"Why did you go? You kinda dropped off the face of the earth one day. Where did you go?" She kept her eyes covered as she felt the car come to a stop. Wolf sighed. Red knew the question was coming. Who wouldn't ask?
"I had to leave. Too many foster homes, I couldn't breathe. I knew if I told you, you would try to make me stay. I thought you would forget me really… so you could go be an engineer and go to some smart school. And so I could be free of everything.." Red choked on the last words, she had missed her best friend. People had always pressured them to go out, but Red found it ridiculous, Wolf never said what he thought.
"I looked for you for weeks Red… I thought you died, or they would know where you were… like they were hiding you or something." Wolf emphasized they. Both knew who they were, the gang Red had been in. Wolf had told her not to trust them, not to be like them, to make better friends, but it just didn't happen. Their silence grew heavy threatening to crush the joy that had built up.
The hum of the engine cut, leaving more silence, "We're here. Keep your eyes closed alright?" Wolf warned as he opened his door. Red's head spun, was he mad? Did he hate her? She kept asking the questions she feared most. Her door opened and a hand took her elbow.
"I'll help you, here, step up," Wolf said covering her eyes with his hands and leading her along a sidewalk. Red stuck out her arms to feel where she was, her hand struck metal and she cursed, Wolf laughed quietly.
"Ok we're here," Wolf said, letting the sun blind her for a few seconds. They were in a park, not far from a forest. Red laughed and walked over to a tree with a ribbon on it.
"I remember planting it with my sister." Wolf smiled softly.
"I remember you teaching me how to dance here…" Red laughed. Wolf had spent the whole afternoon trying to teacher her to waltz and tango, she had stepped on his toes constantly.
"And you probably haven't gotten any better either. I'm not teaching you again." Wolf teased. Her light green eyes met his dark blue ones, "Bet you I got a hell of a lot better."
He mockingly bowed, "prove it twinkle toes. I bet you'll step on my foot every time."
"You're so on." She walked up to him, taking his hand and placing the other on his shoulder. He placed his hands on her waist.
"Let's keep it simple and start with a waltz, alright?" before she could answer her stepped into the dance. She stumbled backwards and felt his arm tighten around her waist. He stopped, "You ok?" she nodded took a deep breath. They began again, this time in unison; Red followed his lead and didn't step on his toes once. He ended it by dipping her. She laughed as he pulled her back up.
"I'm glad I didn't bet money. How about we get something to eat?" Wolf smiled brushing his long brown hair out of his eyes. It was getting late and both stomached rumbled. Red laughed.
"I know a…" A shrill ring interrupted Red. She glared down at her cell phone to see who was calling. With an apologetic look and a sigh she flipped open her phone.
"Yes Mimi?"
"RED! I was sooooo worried! It was awful! Grams has lost her mind! She says you're with a wolf and Chris and Jake and…" Red pulled her head away from the shrieking voice coming from the phone, Wolf laughed. More voices were heard and a new lower, calmer, voice spike to them,"where are you Red? The band is here. And Mimi will have a spaz attack if you don't get here soon." Red put the phone back to her ear.
"Sorry Chris, I'll be back soon. I'm hanging out with an old friend, lost track of time."
"Don't care just get here." The phone clicked, Red glared at her phone. Jerk, she thought sticking her tongue out at her phone.
Wolf smiled knowing the worried tone the man on the other end used.
"He's just looking out for you. No harm meant." He walked her back to his car.
"Red!" Wolf laughed as a short blond girl with spiked hair jumped onto Red. Three other men sat on the stage discussing something about music. She let go of Red and started to speak quickly. Suddenly the girl turned to look at Wolf and narrowed her chocolate eyes.
"Who the hell are you buddy?" She snapped. The chatter on the stage stopped as the three men rose to meet the stranger. One was bigger than the other two, he looked like the small angry girl.
Red rolled her eyes," relax people, this is Wolf. I thought Grams told you I went out." She shot Grams a dark look, the old woman smiled and retreated to the back room," but she didn't. I'm here let's practice."
"No, he didn't answer the question. Who the hell are you?" Mimi hissed, the three teens walked up behind her.
"Enough Mica, you all go practice. You can stay here if you want Wolf, want some water?" Grams came out of the backroom with steely grey eyes focused on Mimi.
"It's Mimi… not Mica.." Mimi said in a quiet voice. Mimi's real name was Mica. No one but Grams called her that. She looked down and trudged to the stage.
"Boys be polite and introduce yourselves. If I hear and kind of noise that doesn't sound peaceful I'll break your instruments, got it?" She smiled as she threatened them, only Grams, they all thought. The boys muttered "yes ma'm" and quickly introduced themselves.
"Hey man, I'm Jake, drummer. Sorry 'bout my lilsister," a big teen with light blond hair and soft hazel eyes stuck out his hand. Wolf took it and nearly got his arm ripped off.
"Don't break him." A black haired man warned seeing Wolf's face, Jake smile sheepishly and let go," sorry man."
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Wolf smiled. So the big guy was a gentle giant, few.
"I'm Chris.. Bass, I'm Red's brother I guess." The oler teen with the black hair was significantly shorter than Jake but had a power to him. His onyx eyes stared through Wolf. He didn't try to shake his hand.
"Chris relax you're freakin him out." Red called while setting up the mikes.
"Whatever." Red threw a cord at him.
"Hey don't break anything… I'm Peter, Mimi and Jake are my cousins," the final guy met Wolf with a smile, his dark red spiked hair and light eyes sparked with laughter" As you could guess I'm lead guitar, and backup vocals."
"Break time!" Grams came in again, damn good timing. She put down a plate of food and drinks.
"But we haven't even started!" Mimi whined from back stage. Jake shoved half the food in his mouth with the other two men drank.
"Wolf. Are you gonna stay for when we play?" Red asked hopefully, her green eyes bright.
How could I say no, Wolf thought, feeling himself get pulled into her eyes. He snapped out of it, "Yeah sure if that's okwith everyone else?" Wolf asked the rest of the band. Jake and Peter high-fived as Chris shrugged. "What's the name of your band anyway?" Wolf asked, since he hadn't heard the name.
"La lune toujours pleine," Peter said," always full moon."
I'm pretty sure that's the correct French. I hope you liked this chapter, tell me how to make it better. Only a kid with a computer so any input you have is welcomed.
~Angel
