~*~*A/N: I'm listening to the Roswell soundtrack as I write. Such
inspiration. "Here With Me" is so Roswell-appropriate. Written by Jess.*~*~
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CHAPTER 4: Let the Sunshine In
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"It's got some possibilities," Jodi said, continuing to rhythmically tap her pen on the desktop.
Charlotte made a puzzled look. She turned to glance at her sister, who remained looking forward and seemed to be lost in thought even after her strange remark.
"What do you mean by that?" Charlotte began to ask her sister.
Jodi stopped tapping her pen as she finally looked over to Charlotte. She paused for a moment before saying, "Um, a title for this song."
"An allegro tune," explained Jodi tapping her pen upon the desktop again, but this time twice as fast. She began to sing the four words, quietly so only Charlotte could hear, following the rhythm. Jodi started to tap her foot as she continued with a series of off-key 'da-da-dum's.
"It seems as though you signed up for the right class, Miss Harvey," a deep interrupted from behind them. Jodi immediately stopped as Charlotte couldn't stop from cracking a smirk.
"Sorry, Mr. Butalla," Jodi quickly said facing towards him. She put the cap back on her pen and pushed it into the spirals of her sketchbook. Jodi turned around as Mr. Butalla walked toward to front of the classroom; she quietly whispered to Charlotte, "You'll have to do the vocals."
At that, Charlotte had to smile.
~*~
The garage was nearly sparkling clean, except for the ragged couch, a few random armchairs, the amps, the drum set, and the three microphone stands. Alex Whitman and his fellow band crew sat around the garage before practice. Alex sat, leaning on the arm of the couch, strumming on his guitar...waiting for the one and the only Isabel.
"Alex, hey!" a voice called from down the street. Alex looked up to see Isabel walking to the sidewalk, nearing the driveway. He quickly placed down his guitar and went to greet Isabel.
"Hey," he said, swiftly turning to walk with her back to the garage, "Welcome to the Home of The Whits," Alex gestured across the scene, "not much to see, I know, but you can take a seat where ever."
"Oh, and guys, this is Isabel," said Alex, introducing her to the band. "Do you want anything, Isabel? You thirsty?"
"Yes, actually. Do you have a Coke?" asked Isabel.
"Yeah, I'll go get one," Alex said as he began to run toward the house. He went through the back door into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, he began to search for two bottles of Coke. Alex then went to grab a glass from the cupboard. As he turned around her ran straight into Isabel.
He was nearly two inches from her face, "Oh gosh. Sorry, Isabel," Alex said as he stepped back, going slightly red.
"It's okay, Alex. They kept looking at me. It made me feel uncomfortable, so I told them I needed to use the bathroom." Isabel explained.
"Sorry about that," said Alex, trying to make up for his band members, "But here's your Coke." He handed her a bottle and the glass. Alex took his bottle of Coke and headed toward the garage to start rehearsing. Isabel followed, then took a seat on the swinging chair hanging from a tree right outside of the garage. Alex set down his bottle next to where he plugged in his guitar. He told the guys to get ready and play "Down With Love", one of their originals. As they began to play, Alex looked directly at Isabel; she couldn't help but to smile back at him.
~*~
"It'll be nice to have another waitress," Liz said, wiping off the counter, standing next to Maria, "Maybe she'll actually work."
"I think she will. She seemed pretty psyched about the offer. Unfortunately, Michael was standing right there and instantly got on my back about it," explained Maria.
~*~
"So she invited her to come get a job. Here, "Michael said with his usual bitter tone, "She has no idea what she's getting into."
"Michael, don't get so worried about it. By now she knows what and what not to do," Max differed while Michael just shook his head and sighed.
~*~
"There's Charlotte," said Maria as the two sisters made their way to the front entrance, "looks like Jodi came."
Maria and Liz both watched as Charlotte and Jodi walked into the Crashdown. Looking at them, Maria and Liz could tell a major difference in them both. Despite Charlotte's hippie-style skirt and shirt with brown sandals, Jodi was dressed almost nearly opposite; she wore a long, well-fit white T-shirt with navy blue sleeves and stripe at the bottom. Jodi had long, pinstripe shorts on, going past her knees, with blue and white sneakers which looked to have taken some wear-and-tear.
"Hey!" Maria waved over to Charlotte, directly her over to the counter, "This is Liz, her parents own the Crashdown."
"Hey," Charlotte and Jodi both said.
"Oh, and Jodi, this is Maria - the one who offered me the job," said Charlotte, not knowing they've already been acquainted.
"You're the one that lectued me this morning," Jodi commented, giving an unwelcoming, tilted smile, "But don't worry," she said after a few moments, "I'm not looking for a job."
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~*~*A/N: Continue, De!*~*~
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CHAPTER 4: Let the Sunshine In
~*~
"It's got some possibilities," Jodi said, continuing to rhythmically tap her pen on the desktop.
Charlotte made a puzzled look. She turned to glance at her sister, who remained looking forward and seemed to be lost in thought even after her strange remark.
"What do you mean by that?" Charlotte began to ask her sister.
Jodi stopped tapping her pen as she finally looked over to Charlotte. She paused for a moment before saying, "Um, a title for this song."
"An allegro tune," explained Jodi tapping her pen upon the desktop again, but this time twice as fast. She began to sing the four words, quietly so only Charlotte could hear, following the rhythm. Jodi started to tap her foot as she continued with a series of off-key 'da-da-dum's.
"It seems as though you signed up for the right class, Miss Harvey," a deep interrupted from behind them. Jodi immediately stopped as Charlotte couldn't stop from cracking a smirk.
"Sorry, Mr. Butalla," Jodi quickly said facing towards him. She put the cap back on her pen and pushed it into the spirals of her sketchbook. Jodi turned around as Mr. Butalla walked toward to front of the classroom; she quietly whispered to Charlotte, "You'll have to do the vocals."
At that, Charlotte had to smile.
~*~
The garage was nearly sparkling clean, except for the ragged couch, a few random armchairs, the amps, the drum set, and the three microphone stands. Alex Whitman and his fellow band crew sat around the garage before practice. Alex sat, leaning on the arm of the couch, strumming on his guitar...waiting for the one and the only Isabel.
"Alex, hey!" a voice called from down the street. Alex looked up to see Isabel walking to the sidewalk, nearing the driveway. He quickly placed down his guitar and went to greet Isabel.
"Hey," he said, swiftly turning to walk with her back to the garage, "Welcome to the Home of The Whits," Alex gestured across the scene, "not much to see, I know, but you can take a seat where ever."
"Oh, and guys, this is Isabel," said Alex, introducing her to the band. "Do you want anything, Isabel? You thirsty?"
"Yes, actually. Do you have a Coke?" asked Isabel.
"Yeah, I'll go get one," Alex said as he began to run toward the house. He went through the back door into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, he began to search for two bottles of Coke. Alex then went to grab a glass from the cupboard. As he turned around her ran straight into Isabel.
He was nearly two inches from her face, "Oh gosh. Sorry, Isabel," Alex said as he stepped back, going slightly red.
"It's okay, Alex. They kept looking at me. It made me feel uncomfortable, so I told them I needed to use the bathroom." Isabel explained.
"Sorry about that," said Alex, trying to make up for his band members, "But here's your Coke." He handed her a bottle and the glass. Alex took his bottle of Coke and headed toward the garage to start rehearsing. Isabel followed, then took a seat on the swinging chair hanging from a tree right outside of the garage. Alex set down his bottle next to where he plugged in his guitar. He told the guys to get ready and play "Down With Love", one of their originals. As they began to play, Alex looked directly at Isabel; she couldn't help but to smile back at him.
~*~
"It'll be nice to have another waitress," Liz said, wiping off the counter, standing next to Maria, "Maybe she'll actually work."
"I think she will. She seemed pretty psyched about the offer. Unfortunately, Michael was standing right there and instantly got on my back about it," explained Maria.
~*~
"So she invited her to come get a job. Here, "Michael said with his usual bitter tone, "She has no idea what she's getting into."
"Michael, don't get so worried about it. By now she knows what and what not to do," Max differed while Michael just shook his head and sighed.
~*~
"There's Charlotte," said Maria as the two sisters made their way to the front entrance, "looks like Jodi came."
Maria and Liz both watched as Charlotte and Jodi walked into the Crashdown. Looking at them, Maria and Liz could tell a major difference in them both. Despite Charlotte's hippie-style skirt and shirt with brown sandals, Jodi was dressed almost nearly opposite; she wore a long, well-fit white T-shirt with navy blue sleeves and stripe at the bottom. Jodi had long, pinstripe shorts on, going past her knees, with blue and white sneakers which looked to have taken some wear-and-tear.
"Hey!" Maria waved over to Charlotte, directly her over to the counter, "This is Liz, her parents own the Crashdown."
"Hey," Charlotte and Jodi both said.
"Oh, and Jodi, this is Maria - the one who offered me the job," said Charlotte, not knowing they've already been acquainted.
"You're the one that lectued me this morning," Jodi commented, giving an unwelcoming, tilted smile, "But don't worry," she said after a few moments, "I'm not looking for a job."
~*~
~*~*A/N: Continue, De!*~*~