I'm baaack! Finally, right? Well, here's the next chapter. It's not that magnificent, but I just kind of wanted to put something up before you all thought I had died x] It's a little short, but I hope you guys enjoy it. Remember, I own nothing here but Roxanne and please r&r so I know what to do next (:

The band tidied up the garage and made their way back into the house to order out their dinner. Once they were in the living room, Burger picked up the phone and ordered the tasty Mexican food for the band so they wouldn't have to bother with cooking or cleaning up too much. As they waited for the food, the band sat down in the living room, everyone on the sofa as Derek spun around to face them in the swing chair, his longs legs resting on the side of the chair instead of the floor.

"Do you think that was her mom?" Ash asked curiously, referring back to Roxanne and the phone call.

"Huh?" Derek said, spending a moment in thought, "oh, no, what self-respecting rock star would live with her mother. No offence kid," he said, looking over at Tripp.

"In all fairness, I'm sixteen, I'm supposed to live with my mom," he said with a little smirk. "And think about it, you're living with a teenager's mom, in her house, surely that's worse," he said, looking over at Derek.

"I think we would know more about being rock stars, kid," he said, trying to hide his slight embarrassment. "Either way, I don't think it was her mother."

"Maybe it was her boyfriend or something," Burger said with a little shrug.

"She did say 'I love you' and called him Ben" Tripp said with a little smirk.

"Maybe it was her father, and she's looking after her," Derek said quickly, "or maybe it was her brother, or a cousin, or… or…" Derek huffed, running out of breath.

He didn't want this girl to be his girlfriend, he didn't do relationships and commitment well, it just didn't seem right having a girl in his presence and not being able to flirt with her because she was with boyfriend. The idea that he could wreck another relationship by flirting with a girl could get messy. The fact that she was now their lead guitarist would make this situation even more complicated and filled with drama that the band didn't need. He was going to tone down his flirting and probably ask her a few personal questions before he continued.

Derek's fluster was interrupted by the doorbell and he quickly rose to get it to save from making a bigger fool of himself. Getting the food off of the delivery man, he paid him and shut the door. He then put the food on the coffee table and smiled lightly. Sitting back in his original place, the band started their feast of Mexican food; nachos, burritos, fajitas, and tacos. The band began their regular watching of television, watching the usual terrible programmes that made Tripp question if they were passed the mental age of ten.

"Do you think she'll tell us tomorrow?" Derek asked, looking at Tripp.

"Tell us what?" he asked, a mouthful of burrito.

"Who was on the phone… what they wanted," he said, looking at the floor.

"Why does it bother you so much Derek?" Burger asked.

"We've only just hired her, I don't want her to turn out to be a freak," he said smoothly, covering up his motives.

"Or you fancy her," Tripp said, seeing through his façade.

"Bite your tongue, kid," he almost snapped, "if anything, she fancies me," a cool smirk appeared on his lips.

"How do you know she fancies you, maybe she fancies me," Tripp said, just wanting to wind up Derek.

"Yeah, or maybe she fancies me," Ash said with a little silly smile.

"Or maybe, crazy idea, she doesn't fancy any of us and just wants to be in Iron Weasel…" Burger said, looking between the three guys.

"That's crazy talk," Derek said with a little snort. "All girls who are fans of Iron Weasel have a favourite," he said, almost smug. "Granted, most of them favourite…ise me," he said with a nod.

"Your ego amazes me sometimes Derek," Tripp said with a small chuckle.

"Why thank you… Hey!" he exclaimed, finally realising it wasn't much of a compliment.

The band continued to eat their meal and enjoy each other's company. Of course, there was still something that seemed to make the band question their new member. Was she reliable or just someone who would skip out of rehearsals? Was she in a relationship with someone outside of the band? Was there something she was keeping secret on purpose? They guessed they would find out soon, but hopefully it wouldn't affect the band.