Sorry for the lack in updates, I just went back to school on Wednesday and I only just got my computer fixed, but here we go, another chapter, some more reviews ) they're fun, they fill my day with happy pixies >. yes, I'm on a sugar high lol. Hope ya like xx


VII – Losing Focus

"Hey, loser kid, wanna work with me here?" Moose moaned at her. Alex looked up to see the guitarist looking expectantly at her.

Knowing that she was meant to have been writing lyrics, the singer glanced down and frowned. The only things written were 'I heart Shal' and 'Alex for Shal.' She brushed her hand through her hair and sighed.

"I, uh, haven't come up with anything yet," she admitted quietly. From Moose's seriously pissed glare, she quickly set down her folder and pen before standing up. "Look, I'm just a little bit distracted, okay? I also seem to be suffering from writer's block and caffeine deprivation so I'm sorry if I don't meet your standards. You should know that I can't write lyric on demand," she cried, opening the door and slamming it behind her.

Leaning on the wall outside their band room, where she and Moose had been attempting to work on new material, Alex wondered if maybe Moose was pushing them too hard.

The other thing on her mind was obviously Shalimar, which had pissed Moose off. Concentrating was hard enough for Alex, but she wondered if constantly having the blonde bombshell in her head was causing her to lose what little focus she had.

She rubbed her temples with the tips of her fingers, groaning at the pressure-induced headache she could feel coming on. Just as everything got silent and peaceful, Smells Like Teen Spirit started blasting from her phone.

Before even looking at the display, she knew it would be Shalimar. Only the rest of the band and important contacts had the number for this phone and Ross and Cammy were still sleeping, Moose was only in the next room and their gig organizers tended to call Moose. So Shalimar was the obvious candidate.

Removing the compact phone from her back pocket, she flipped it open and spoke, trying to hide the stress in her voice, but failing miserably.

"Hey Shal," she greeted, imitating brightness. When she heard Shalimar's voice, however, Alex forgot all about her own problems. The feral was upset and she sounded as if she had been crying.

"Hey, sweetie, are you okay? What's wrong?" Alex asked, worried. The blonde had never been one to imply weakness, for all the time they'd known each other.

Shal sniffled down the phone, obviously trying to calm down and compose herself.

"Emma knows," she said simply, as if it were the statement of the century. Alex didn't understand the problem, but tried to be as supportive as possible.

"Shal, it's okay. It's alright. So she knows, it's not a big deal," Alex told her, trying to help the older woman relax.

"You don't understand. She hates me. I upset her and she won't talk to me. Can… can you please just meet me somewhere? I could really use a hug," Shalimar added. Alex was never one to turn away a distressed female in need of company.

"Sure, same place as yesterday in ten minutes?" She heard Shalimar sigh and agree, sniffling again. They said their goodbyes and hung up.

Grabbing her car keys from the table by the front door, Alex left, dropping everything to help a woman in need. 'Story of my life,' she thought sarcastically.


A/N
jsut thought I'd say that Alex would jump through hoops for any girl, she's a bit of a slut and falls in love easily. The next chapter just shows that... but can she make it work... mwahahahahahahahhahahahahahaha wouldn't you like to know! hehe R&R please xx