One and one is … one?
"So, here we are," Molly Phillips turned on her seat to kids sitting behind her. Her daughter Fiona was starring into her laptop accompanied by Clu, Molly's manager Irene and head roadie Ned Bell's younger son. Her son Jack was sleeping and Clu's brother Carey was gently playing on guitar. Nobody even noticed Molly's voice.
"Hey people, no time for dying," Ned's strong voice echoed through the bus.
"Wait a sec," Fi didn't stop typing something.
Molly sighted and got off the bus. Bunch of people immediately came to her.
"Oh, it's Molly Phillips," somebody yelled.
Molly unbelievably shook her head, but smiled as she noticed camera flashes. Young girl came to her asking for autograph. The noise outside made kids exit the bus. They stopped on the stairs. Almost all the girls started to scream: "Hey, here they are!" "Jack, I love you!" "Carey give me a kiss." "Clu, you're gorgeous." They made Fi go aside.
"Mom?" she turned.
"What can I say?" Molly started to laugh.
Fi shook her head and looked around. All the girls were hugging her three friends. All, but one. She noticed one blond girl with camera standing on the other side of the street. As her eyes met the girl's eyes, the girl turned and started to run. Fi quickly closed her eyes and opened them, because she had a feeling like her hair was changing. She could swear her hair was black for a second.
"Oh, it's great to be a star," Carey smiled as they entered the cafe where Molly was about to perform that evening.
"Mom is a star," Fi said walking behind him.
"Yes, but we know her," Clu chuckled and turned to Jack.
"Dream on," Jack just whispered and pushed all his friends inside the cafe.
Carey quickly left the group to go on stage where Molly was already waited for him. The others sat comfortable on their seats and enjoyed Molly's voice. As Fi was studying faces of other people around, she stopped on young girl. It was the same girl she spotted in front of the bus. Her blond hair were losen and her blue eyes were staring on stage. She has a profesional camera around her neck. Fi stood up and moved to her.
"May I have a seat?" she whispered.
"Yes, go ahead," the girl said without looking at her.
"Nice camera," Fi said.
"Thanks," the girl finally looked at Fi and smiled: "You must be Fiona Philips, Molly's daughter."
"Yes," Fi said and offered her a hand: "And you are...?"
"Wendy," the girl took Fi's hand: "Wendy Miller."
"Are you a journalist?" Fi asked.
"Yes, for a small newspaper," Wendy answered and her eyes sparkled: "Could you do me a favour? Could you asked your mom or her musicans to do an interview?"
"I can try," Fi said and looked at stage, where her mom just finished last song: "But I can't promise."
"I'll be waiting here," Wendy said and watched Fi leaving.
Wendy just ordered an orange juice when somebody tapped her shoulder. She turned and smiled.
"I didn't really expecting you to come back," she smiled.
"Well, my mom can't do an interview right now, so I took her guitarist," Fi stepped aside and pulled Carey closer to table: "Meet Carey Bell."
"Nice to meet you," Wendy shook his hand.
"But I have to go. I have to help my ... mom," Fi quickly excused herself and left.
"So shall we start?" Wendy got ready her camera and recorder and didn't really gave Carey chance to answer that question: "How is it touring with a star like Molly Philips?"
Fi was spying on them from behind the courtains. She felt that girl was strange.
"What are you doing?" Clu yelled to her ear.
"Wha..." she jumped and screamed: "You scared me!"
"Easy," he calmed down, looked at her and peeked to cafe. He immediately spotted Carey talking to a girl: "What are you doing anyway?"
"Nothing," she tried to look innocent.
"You are spying on my brother," he simply said.
"No," she said and turned back: "He's doing an interview."
"Oh," Clu said and pulled her from the courtain: "So, you can go with us to shopping centre."
She didn't say anything, just let Clu take her out.
"Thank you, Carey," Wendy stopped the recorder and smiled: "You know how to do that."
"What?" he looked at her.
"Doing interview," she laughed.
"The pleasure was mine," he said politely and stood up: "But unfortunately I have to go now. I'm suppose to meet others at shopping centre. Do you want to go with me?"
"No, thanks," she answered and stood up as well: "I have to go and type this interview and make photos. Lots of work."
"So I hope, you'll come to see us again this evening," he asked.
"I'll try to," she smiled and tapped his chest.
"Maybe we can go then for a walk or something," he tried.
"You wish," she laughed and sat down again: "Have a nice day."
"You too," he smiled and moved to door.
Wendy opened her bag and looked for something. She took it out. Carey turned for a last time and noticed Wendy's hair was darker then minute ago. He just shook his head and closed the door. Wendy's head started to hurt and the world started to spin for her. She quickly found a mirror and looked inside. Her eyes were glowing green...
To be continue soon
DISCLAMER: All the So weird characters belong to So weird creators, however the story is MINE! Also Wendy and Wanda (comes later) Miller belong to me…