TARYN'S DREAM

Punk get up, Dokken necklace, skull ring of George Lynch on her finger.

She was going to hunt that Freddy down. Down to the ground.

Taryn started to hum Def Leppard's "Rock Of Ages", when a man, most likely Freddy popped out at her.

"Watch it mother fucker, I have switchblades." Taryn said, showing off her switchblades.

"Oh, I'm so scared of a little punk with knives." The voice mocked.

"Watch it bud." Taryn said.

"What are you gonna do? Call Ghostbusters?" The voice asked again.

"That's just cheesy." Taryn said.

"Ah, you don't like my jokes?" The voice said again.

"I'm dangerous but worth the risk." Taryn said, quoting Ratt song "Dangerous But Worth The Risk" , because she was at a loss for words.

"And that's not cheesy?" The man asked.

"Your gonna die." Taryn said.

"Sure." The voice chuckled, and once Taryn was about to stab his heart, she woke up.

AWAKE....

"FUCK!" Taryn yelled.

She woke up, angry at her self.

She went to the kitchen and got a glass of water.

She only had a sip, and dumped the rest down the sink.

It was one of those times she thought about water.

Why she did, she didn't even know.

If it's so good for you, how come no matter how much you drink, you can't loose weight? How come I feel so sick after drinking it? I could go for a Red Bull right about now. Or a soda. Blech, water. Taryn thought to her self, and giggled at the thought.

She rinsed off the cup and put i back in the cabinet. No one would have to know. No one at all.

But then Taryn sat in her room, thinking.

Damn, I'm an obsessed mess. DAMN! I HATE THIS! But I don't wanna change. But this is getting outta hand.

So Taryn tried to sleep, but she couldn't.

So she turned on her radio and started to write a random story.

"Taryn wanted to marry Don Dokken so much, but she didn't. She was too punk." Taryn wrote, then crossed it out.

She knew it was cheesy, and stupid. And in pink glitter writing.

Her thoughts drifted and drifted.

She poked at the scars at her arms that were finally healed.

"Poke." Taryn said to her self.

She was clearly bored out of her mind.

Taryn decided to scribble in a few old note books. She was very bored.

She attempted to draw a rocker chick playing a guitar, but she couldn't.

She turned on the radio, Van Halen was playing. Sammy Hagar Van Halen, or as fans would call it "Van Hagar".

She liked Sammy Hagar, but she loved David Lee Roth.

She wondered how Eddie Van Halen could play synthesizer and guitar at the same time.

Wouldn't that be hard to play live? At leas in studio, you can record separate parts, then mix em in.

I like David Lee Roth's spandex. He is so sexy.

Taryn had to stop thinking. She really did.

But she was bored, and well, she didn't want to go back to sleep, and her thoughts kept on wandering.

She knew she shouldn't have slammed down that Red Bull earlier.

But Taryn didn't care.

She walked over to her dresser, and put on the ring George Lynch gave her.

She threw on one of her long sleeved Dokken shirts, a pair of sweat pants, and a pair of flip flops.

She ran a quick brush through her hair, then walked out side (yes, in the middle of the night).

It was raining pretty hard.

Taryn really didn't know why she was even outside, so late.

Was she really that restless?

Taryn walked past the arena, Motley Cue was in town.

She walked to the back parking lot, hoping to get a glimpse.

She saw Nikki Sixx, then she left.

Taryn's hair was now soaked with rain.

She walked farther and farther down the street.

Then she wound up in the "entertainment" district in Springwood.

It was a very sleazy part of town. Lot's of "entertainment" and drug dealers.

Taryn walked towards the Springwood Super Motel, and stopped when she noticed two people sitting besides the RC Cola machine.

"TARYN!" Taryn heard one yell over, it was Jenifer.

"Hey." Taryn said, walking over to Jenifer and Kat.

Kat looked out of it.

Jenifer, well she looked like she was there just because she wanted to get into some form of trouble.

"What are you guys doing here?" Taryn asked, wiping the rain off her face with her shirt sleeve.

"Well, Kat's shootin up." Jenifer said, pointing to a needle near Kat.

"And, well I'm bored." Jenifer added on.

"Nah, your getting fuckin fucked man." Kat said, really out of it.

"I'm just bored." Taryn added, sitting down.

"Well join the club." Jenifer said, pulling piece of lint off her Vinnie Vincent Invasion tee shirt.

"Hey, won't we uh get in trouble for just hanging out here?" Taryn asked.

"Nah, Kat fuckin got a room." Jenifer said, finally realizing that it was actually a good idea.