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Songs for this chapter that I considered using– Fallen Angel- Poison, Into the Night- Benny Mardones, Seventeen-Winger, What's your name-Lynryd Skynyrd .

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What's Your Name?

BPOV

I had been following the band 'The Midnight Riders' for a while now, but just hadn't gotten a chance to see them in concert. The first album they released was awesome, and I couldn't wait for more. When I heard they were headlining down at 'Whiskey a Go Go', I gathered the girls, and we headed down to the club to see them. While standing outside of the club, I overheard someone talking about the bands upcoming tour with AC/DC,I knew it was my moment to make my move.

"Did you get the 411?" Tinker Bell asked.

Tinker Bell was actually Alice Brandon. She and I were the same age and grew up together. Her home life wasn't much different from my own; so we bonded over a lot of the same things and fell in love with music together. It was our escape in life.

Home life, if you call a drunken mother and a pervert stepfather a home life, then that is what I had.

"Yeah, I heard. Are you going?" I asked.

Alice had left home last year and had been hanging out with a couple of different bands. We all lived and loved the music.

"Totally!" she replied.

"Sup home girls?" asked Rose Bud.

Rose Bud, also another nick name, was actually Rosalie Hale. Rose Bud was a little different from the rest of us. She didn't have parents who didn't give a shit. In fact, her parents were the coolest of the bunch. They would provide her with money and allow her to leave. They were a part of a home school movement back in the sixties; they pushed for education to be returned to the home. So, Rose was home schooled, and as long as she did some sort of schooling every day, they were cool. They smoked dope with the rest of us, and always told us girls that you can learn more from living in the world than any institution can provide. They were crazy, but they allowed us to be us.

"Heard about the tour yet?" I asked. as Jessie Lee walked up. Jessie Lee was actually Jessica Stanley. Her parents stayed drunk all the time and gave her hell about being out.

"You going?" she asked adjusting her shirt and pushing her breasts up.

"Yep, you?" I asked watching some guy pace at the backstage door. When McFly moved, I noticed the hoard of Biddies standing close to the door.

"Check this shit out," I said pointing at the girls. There was no way in hellI was letting those bimbettes in with our boys.

"To the curb," I hollered walking over to the group of girls with my gang behind me.

"Step off," one of the girls from the group said.

"Why are you here?" I asked for my hands on my hips.

"To see the band, same as you," the redheaded one replied. I knew her, Victoria; she always pulled the same shit. She wasn't here for the music; she and her group of biddies were here to bed a rock star. Then run around town to brag about how many rock stars they had banged, getting as much attention from it as possible.

"They won't sleep with the likes of you," Tinker Bell replied.

"Why not? They want someone like their mother to sleep with instead?" Victoria asked smiling.

"We take care of them. All they are to you is another notch on your bed post," Rose Bud yelled.

"Ladies ..." the bouncer came from behind the door "... Please leave." He motioned to Victoria and her little group of sluts to leave. Thank God, we knew the bouncer. We had been nice to him before, in order to get into the club. He wasn't letting anyone in yet, but wanted to move the arguing women from his back door. We walked back up the street, but I noticed McFly still pacing.

I moved away from the chatting girls and walked toward him. He was a tall fellow with dark brown hair and dark eyes.

"So, what brings you down here?" I asked.

"Looking for work," he replied quickly wring his hands in front of him.

"Well, what can you do?" I asked.

"A little bit of everything," he said timidly.

"Follow me," I said motioning him to follow me. I noticed the opening act headed toward the back doors and knew that I had to get us in there now. McFly didn't seem to be moving, so I reached over and dragged him by his shirt collar pulling him toward the doors.

All the girls made it in, and I pushed McFly in front of me This would ensure that he got in behind the scenes.

"Stay with me McFly, and we will find something for you to do," I whispered into his ear as I pushed him through the corridor.

It didn't take us long before we had found a place to hang, and it happened to be at the back of the club. The opening act was pretty good and really tore the place up with a couple of awesome songs, but when 'The Midnight Riders' climbed onto the stage, the crowd went wild.

They played 'Lunar Eclipse' and the room cheered;that song had gone straight to number one on the charts. The next song the crowd went nuts over was off the new album they recently released. It was 'Midnight Sunset,' which still sits at number two on the charts. It been there for the past two months, and it was just a matter of time before that went to number one also.

The girls and I sway to the beat of the music and dance with one another, but it's the lead guitarist that caught my eye every time I looked at the stage. When he would get an intense look on his face as he played his solos, it had me melting to my knees. He was deviously handsome with tattoos running down his arm and wild copper hair on his head that looked like he recently rolled out of the sack. He had broad shoulders and a lean frame. Everything about him called to me. He looked like he oozes sex out his pours. He enchanted me with his emerald eyes; they pierced my soul every time he looked in my direction.

I wanted more out of him than the others here would want. I wasn't looking for fame or the glory of screwing a rock star. No, I wanted to take care of him, to listen as he prattled about his music, be his muse, and his lover. I wanted to be anything he wanted me to be. It was the music that drove me in his direction, and the music I wanted to inspire him to write.

After the set was over, the girls and myself with McFly in tow headed over to 'The Midnight Riders' manager.

"Well, what do we have here?" he asked looking us up and down.

"We are the 'Love Bands'..." I motioned to all of us girls "... we love the band, their music, and would love to come on tour with you."

"Is that so?" he asked looking at us.

"Yes," I replied.

"Welcome to the tour ..." he said smiling "... I'm Jasper Whitlock, manager of 'The Midnight Riders'."

"I'm Izzy Swain," I said holding out my hand and pointed to each of the girls, telling him our names. I noticed when he landed on Tinker Bell, he lingered a little longer than normal.

He showed us around and introduced us to everyone in the band with the exception of Edward, the lead guitarist. I was disappointed he wasn't around, but Jasper said he had to pick up a box of T-shirts the record label had sent to sell. Jasper talked Tinker Bell and Jessie Lee into selling the T-shirts to the crowd before they left for the night.

"Jasper," I said getting his attention again.

"Yes, darling?" he asked.

"I was wondering, are you in the need of a stage hand or anything that this fella can do?" I asked pointing to McFly behind me.

"Well, we might be in the need of something. It seems that this tour has come up unexpectedly, and I don't have enough man power for this crew of misfits."

"See I told you to follow me and maybe I could find you something," I said looking over at McFly.

"Do you have a name?" Jasper asked looking at the boy behind me.

"Jacob Black, but everyone calls me Jake," he said reaching out his hand for Jasper to shake. I didn't even notice Edward until he cleared his throat.

"Who do you have here, Jasper?" he asked smiling at me.

"This is Izzy Swain and the fellow behind her is Jake. He will be helping us out during the tour," Jasper said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Edward said extending his hand to shake mine. I reached out, and as our hands touched, the electric shock I received from his fingertips caused me to gasp. I couldn't help but stare into his eyes. I was caught in his gaze.

"Well, while you two get acquainted, I am going to take Jake here for a tour," Jasper said. I didn't even break away from looking at Edward as the pair left us standing there in our own little bubble.

We didn't let go of one another's grasp and we didn't look away, until Tinker Bell came along and pulled me away from him. She bounced up and down talking a mile a minute and didn't even notice the two of us standing there.

"I can't wait to go on tour with them," she said.

I didn't reply, but Edward noticed her, and I saw his eyes shift in her direction. I followed suit and did the same thinglooking right at her. I narrowed my eyes, because I didn't interrupt her little moment with Jasper when they first met.

"Oops," she said giggling.

"Edward, this is Tinker Bell. One of the 'Love Bands'," I said introducing the meddler to the sex God.

"Nice to meet you," he said still not letting go of my hand.

"What's Love Bands?" he asked looking back at me. I was so caught up in his gaze that Tinker Bell had to answer him, and I tuned everything out around us. His piercing green eyes had bewitched my soul and held me captive. I couldn't break his stare or hold on my hand.

It was Tinker Bell who had to shake me from my stare and hold. She pulled on my arm and led me out from the backstage area.

"So, the plan is to meet up tomorrow night and head out with the guys," she said as she dragged me back to the front of the Whiskey.

"Where are we meeting?" I asked; after meeting Edward, there was no way I was going to miss going on this tour with them.

"Rose's house... five o'clock," she said walking away from me out the doors.

Jake walked up beside me.

"You coming with us?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'll meet up with everyone tomorrow. Things go well with Jasper?" I asked.

Jake made me think of the brother I never had, and I wanted to help him as much as I could.

"Well, I gotta go, but I'll see ya tomorrow," he said walking away from me backstage.

I slowly made my home from the Whiskey, only to be confronted by Renee at the front door.

"Where the hell have you been?" she slurred.

"Out," I said heading straight to my room.

"You listen to me young lady. You will stop hanging out with those rock stars; all they'll get you into is trouble."

"Whatever," I said slamming my bedroom door.

The only time Renee wanted to play mother was when she was drunk. Any other time she was flighty as hell. She was so forgetful and careless that she lost me in multiple stores when I was younger, and when she started drinking, I would sit on the barstool beside her. She couldn't even remember to tie her own shoes. I had to take care of everything around the house: cooking, cleaning, laundry, and paying the bills. I'd grown up well before my time and didn't need her telling me what to do. I had made things around her work for years, and trust me it wasn't easy. If it wasn't for Charlie's child support, we wouldn't have had anything. Thank God, he was a good man and paid.

When Phil came along, things changed for a little while. Renee worked hard at making him want her, and when he was hooked, she turned back into the same Renee I knew from long ago. Phil was a creep though. He always looked at me weird, and the older I got, the weirder he became. He was constantly trying to corner me in the house and touch me. I didn't like him, and with me getting older, I knew it was time for a change. The tour had come at the perfect time because Phil had started trying to get into my room at night, and it was time to go.

I locked my door, changed into my pjs, and fell onto my bed to dream about the green eyes that stole my heart with one look.

~AASS~

I woke the next morning with Phil standing over my bed. I screamed, but he was quick to put his hands over my mouth.

"Shh, don't wake up Renee," he cooed sweetly into my ear as he leaned down over top of me.

"You're such a beautiful girl," he said rubbing his hands up and down my thighs. I squirmed around trying to get away from him, but couldn't.

"Tonight you will be mine," he said licking his lips. He leaned down and licked the shell of my ear.

"Tonight," he said again removing his hand. I didn't move and watched as he walked out the door. Once he was gone, I jumped up and quickly packed my clothes.I didn't have much, but I packed it all. There was no way I was coming back here. After the tour, I would figure out where to go, but this would be the last time I saw Renee and Phil.

I crept through the house and took the last little bit of money that was left in the jar in the kitchen. I figured Renee and Phil could figure out what to do after I was gone. I walked past a passed out Reneeand into the street. I decided that the first pay phone I saw, I would call Tinker Bell or Rose to come and get me.

It didn't take long before I found a phone and called Rose.

Rose pulled up moments later and drove us to the Rainbow Bar and Grill for something to eat. As we were sitting down, Tinker Bell walked in with Jake in tow.

"What's up bitches?" she asked sitting down.

I looked over at Rose and shook my head. I had told her about what happened with Phil, but I didn't want her saying anything in front of Jake.

"Nothing much," I said giving Tinker Bell the look. I knew if she saw it she would know that something was up, but she would wait until I was alone with her to tell her what was going on.

I looked over at Jake; he looked like he was tired.

"Are you tired?" I asked.

"Yeah, Jasper put me on Edward detail last night. Garrett and Edward had words over the shirts, and Edward left."

"Huh, where did he go?" I asked curious.

"He went back to the riot house for a while, but he then ventured to a party in Beverly Hills. I had to leave him there this morning," he said shrugging.

"What?" I screamed.

"I had to leave him. He's passed out on the front lawn naked," he said.

"Shit," I said packing my food. There was no way with Edward as fair skinned as he was would be able to take the California sun while lying on someone's lawn. I walked to the door and noticed I was alone. I turned around and noticed that everyone was still at the table.

"Move your asses! He will burn in the damn sun," I screamed at them, and they rushed to my side.

We stopped by the riot house and picked up Garrett and Emmett. Jake told them everything that had happened last night, and I was laughing my ass off at the things that Edward had done during the night.

It didn't take us long to locate the house where they had partied at. Edward was still sprawled out in the yard. He was laying face down on the ground. His back had already begun to turn red, and I was worried that he was going to be burnt to a crisp if we didn't get him out of the sun soon. Garrett and Emmett walked over to Edward, while Jake went into the house to get him some clothes or something to drape over him.

"What?" Edward yelled.

"Get the fuck up man," Garrett said to him.

"Fuck you, Garrett," Edward said.

"Man, you're passed out on someone's lawn. I'm quite shocked the neighbors haven't called the law yet."

Edward lifted his head up and looked around.

"Shit!" he said moving to get up.

"I'd stop if I was you man," Emmett said putting his foot on Edward's back holding him down.

"Get the fuck off of me man," Edward yelled.

"Get up if you want, but you're going to show Izzy the goods man," Emmett said snickering.

"I don't give a fuck what she sees. She shouldn't be hanging out with rock stars if she doesn't want to see dick swinging in the air," he said smiling into the grass.

"All right man," Emmett said pulling his foot off Edward's back. Edward pulled himself up and stood, tall and erect.

Oh my God, I gasped throwing my hand over my mouth. He was huge, big like bigger than I had ever seen in my entire life. I couldn't help but look at it. How in the hell did he? Shit, I had to stop thinking about his manhood.

"She's speechless man," Emmett said laughing.

"It has a tendency to render all women speechless, Emmett," he said winking at me. Jake came out of the house carrying a sheet and wrapped it around Edward's shoulders. I watched as all the men walked to the van. I had been standing on the side of the lawn watching everything happen in front of me.

"Apparently, she's motionless too," Emmett laughed. His booming voice broke me from my frozen stance. I strolled over to the van and got in with the boys.

We had left the girls at the riot house, and Emmett had driven his van. Edward sat in the front seat and didn't say a word the entire way to the Hyatt. Everyone went their own way when we arrived. It wasn't long before everyone was ready to board the tour bus. Everyone was boarded except for Edward. When he arrived, he still looked pissed. He sat in the front seat by himself.

"So, tell me about yourself," I said to Jake who was sitting beside me.

"There's not much to tell you really," he said.

"There's not much about me either, but I want to know."

"I'm fifteen," he said.

I couldn't believe he was only fifteen; he looked to be about seventeen or something.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Does it really matter?" I replied.

"No not really, just wondering," he said.

"Old enough," I said.

"So, what about your parents?" he asked.

"My mother is a drunk and don't know where my father is," I said.

"My mom died some years ago, it's just dad and my sisters."

"How many sisters do you have?"

"Two,they're twins, Rebecca and Rachel," he said.

"How did your mom die?" I asked.

"Car accident, but I don't like to talk about it much."

Jake and I were silent for a while and didn't talk, but then out of the blue, he told me all about his mother. I felt honored that he told me about her, but saddened about his life. It seemed that Jake was trying to find ways to make money. He was trying to help take care of his crippled father, who had been in the accident with his mother. He was the youngest of the children, and the girls had dropped out of school to work to help make ends meet too.

I rested my head on Jake's shoulder and fell asleep. I didn't know what this tour would bring, but I hoped it was life changing. I was tired of the same old song and dance.

A/N: All right guys ... another instalment here. Remember this is a slow updater being that I am writing two others at the same time. This chapter we learned about Bella and a little about Jake. Edward and Bella meet and the fireworks are about to start flying. For the record, Bella is seventeen and yes somewhere down the road Edward and she will be sleeping together. Remember, the large age difference was common back then also, I like to keep my stories as true to the time as I can. So, if you want to back out now please do. I don't want reviews complaining about their age difference, Capise. As always, be kind and show some love.