I do not own these wonderful characters! Rachel Caine Does! *Sulky Face* x
Kay Guys, Reviews! Please! Not sure if i can think much more after this so if anyone has any idea's put them in a comment for me please!!! X
EVE'S POV
Claire had just left for her classes at college. I was washing the dishes, we used them for breakfast. Just then Michael entered the room "hey morning!" he said to me and grabbed me into a hug and kissed me i kissed him back but he pulled away. I pouted my lip. He pointed to my yellow rubber gloves i had on my hands.... soaking wet and with washing up liquid bubbles.
Whoops... "Sorry Michael... gotta get back to the dishes though!"
He walked over to the fridge and took out a sports bottle... i knew what was in it... blood... donated blood... i shivered at the thought.
Hmm... "I have to ask you something... firstly where's lazy ass? Secondly I'm planning a party for Claire's birthday... Amelie said something about a guy who can gets some bands or singers from us but i really don't want to go ask Amelie myself could you do it for me?" i said as i looked over my shoulder and pulled a puppy dog face.
"I'm not sure where Shane is..." i noticed his emphasis on Shane "and Sure... Why not" He said in between gulps of his... Shall we say...? Tomato Juice... Yeah Tomato Juice.
Michael went to see Amelie around 2pm... He came home just as Shane got up. Seriously he was the laziest guy i had ever met 4:30pm? What a time to get up! Michael came into the living room and gave me a piece of paper with a number on it...
Larry Emends – Producer for bands such as Muse, The Killers, Paramore, Lady Gaga, My Chemical Romance Etc. Visit LeProducings. Com Number to Call – 0338 4373461
It Read in Amelies elegant script (i know it's not 'elegant' there lol)
"Thanks" i told Michael "best boyfriend ever!" He grunted in reply. I heard Shane call from the kitchen as i said best boyfriend ever 'That would me!"
"Get a life Collins!" i yelled at him. "HEY!" he yelled in return!
I picked up the house phone and dialled the number written on the note. I heard the dialling tone and waited for a reply "Hello, Larry Emends Producing, your speaking to Marie, How can i be of your service ma'am?" A squeaky, yet posh, voice say I replied "I'm phoning as a friend of Larry's Amelie from Morganville, Texas gave me the number. May i speak to Larry emends please" She replied to me in that horrible, yep horrid, squeaky voice "hold please; Mr Larry shall be with you in a minute!"
A strange tune started to play as squeaky gonzalice put me on hold, infact i recognised it as the girl started blasting the lyrics...
Hello hello baby you called Just a second
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say? say?
Wha-wha-what did you say huh?
You're breakin' up on me
Sorry I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry I cannot hear you I'm kinda busy
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
You shoulda made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now you won't stop calling me
I'm kinda busy
It cut out as, i presumed, Mr Larry answered "Hello Larry Emends of LE Producers speak can i help to you?"
Eve explained all and Larry told her to pick 7 artists and he would try and get them for her... off the top of her head she knew Claire likes Lady gaga, Paramore, Muse, The Killers, Paloma Faith and Rihanna... though that was only 6... Of the top of her head she said My Chemical Romance... Secretly she picked that one for herself :D She said thank you and Mr Larry said he would get them to play the gig thought it would be $75 per artist and maybe extra for Gaga and Rihanna.
Eve hung up the phone and went to tell Michael... she also grabbed a notepad and a pen on the way and began adding up the prices
$75 x 7 = $525 for Artist
$50 x 2 = $100 Extra for gaga and Rihanna
$200 = for Venue
$50 = Decor
$100 = for food and drink and cake
Altogether around $975 (WOW) Eve could only give $200 for it.....
Eeeep........ Michael could give $400 (record deal and all for his guitar)
Shane, oh shit, Shane!
"Shane!!" i yelled up the stairs "how much can you give for claires birthday party? We need another $375!"
"What the fucking hell eve! Nearly 400 dollars! What do you think i am? Eve's personal walking bank?" He shot angrily at me!
"It's for Claires birthday and if your cared for her that much then you would give us it! God sake!" i replied calmly (i think i did anyway!)
"Ok i can give you..." i heard him clinking change in a piggy bank up stairs "7 dollars 25 cent"
"Fuck Shane! Move it Sherlock!" i practically screamed at him
"Right, im kidding take a joke, Goth! $297.25 ok!" Shane replied
I was satisfied, i decided to put another hundred in the money we had.
We tidied up and removed all traces of what we were conjuring up just before Claire entered the glass house looking shattered. I decided to go to the shop and get invites made and poster for people who weren't invite to the actual party but they could come see the gig if they paid $40.
I came home satisfied and went to bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I had to say what and exhausting day!
