Chapter 7: Of Guitars and Hardcore wars (Jen)

So maybe I felt a little guilty that all of a sudden I felt something for Evan again but then maybe I wasn't. I didn't really know what to think after a summer of near death experiences and many others I had hated Evan's guts. But what was it now?

Nicole and I strode into the Blue Dolphin with all the confidence in the world. I had been the Island's IT girl the year before. It probably helped I was dating the richest guy in a 20 mile radius of the place. As I stepped inside the familiar old club I felt the eyes turn. Then with no surprise up strode Nick and Tim. Guys I'd more or less been involved with.

"Jenny, doll how's it going?" Nick said coming up and pecking me on my cheek.

Tim not to be outdone came up and dipped me back, kissing me on the lips, "Hey, doll." Then he turned to Nicole and did the same to her.

I heard Evan and Dom tense behind me but before I could to talk to them I heard my name.

"Jenny, girl get you butt up here and play this lovely guitar for the band. Maybe you'll grace us with your pretty face," Cade called.

I walked up to the stage and pecked him on the cheek, "Kay, buddy for you."

He tossed me a gold and black electric and said, "Doll, its all tuned up all you have to do is sing the choruses. You ready."

I slipped it on and was ushered to my place by Eliza, the drummer. Last summer I learned how to play and Cade and his band took me under their wing. Their band Laguna was the best in the area for 50 miles. Then we started playing all the songs I had learned the summer before including my favorite Alpaca. To which was made for me to sing half. Cade had written it for his ex-girlfriend. When we where done I turned and placed the guitar back on the stand and went down to the bar.

"You haven't lost your touch Jen!" Nicole said to me with a smile. Then she handed me my bag which she had been holding along with a drink. Sipping it I swallowed. Sure, it was alcoholic but it didn't have a real effect in me. Then Cade walked up behind me.

"Jenny, I want you to have my guitar." With that he pulled out the black and gold guitar and then said, "You need to get on home if you're going to the auction tomorrow.

Then we left, well Nicole, Dom and I. Evan stayed for some odd reason. We went back to the hotel where Nicole collapsed in my room with me. "Can I stay, so I don't have to drive home?" She asked.

"Of course Nicole but you'll have to come to the auction with us." I replied.

She mumbled in agreement and we both fell asleep in our party clothes on top my bed's covers. In the morning we rose and went to breakfast but not before we took turns showering and selecting new clothes. My Lei's fit my form perfectly while Nicole squeezed into a pair of my Paris Blues. Luckily she only weighed three more pounds than me. I slipped my rose halter top on and then tossed a peach one to Nicole. She slid hers on and then we walked down the hall. Oh, I forgot the shoes. We each put on a pair of Nike tennis shoes.

Knocking on Dom's door I yelled, "Dom, come on. It's time to go." While Nicole did the same procedure on my sister. Then we went out to my car and slid in. My hair fell back around my shoulder while Nicole toyed with the ends of her blonde hair. I pulled my brown hair over my shoulders and then my phone rang. Reaching down I pulled up my one of two phones. This one a flip phone which had a shocking orange color.

Opening it up I ventured, "Hello?"

"Jennifer Andrea Johnson, what are you doing?" My mom yelled in my ear.

"I'm on the Island, mom. Don't worry I'm fine."

"And your sister. Did you ask her before you took her?" my mom asked.

"No and I have to go. Bye mom!" I said and then clicked the phone off.

Thankfully we pulled up into the parking lot at the fairground and I grabbed a catalog and handed it to Grace. "Circle the pony you want." I told her when I handed her my fountain pen.

Grinning she did what she was told and then handed it back to me. I looked at the pony she circled and sighed. The little mare was out of the island terror it seemed. But..

We walked up to the flat where they auctioned them off. Dom looked around curious at all the noises he heard.

Then the little filly came up and the war started with the starting price of $400.

"450," I yelled.

"500" a voice returned.

"600" I answered.

"1000" the voice said.

"1500"I said.

"2000" the voice echoed

"2500" I shouted.

No reply and then with the slam of a gravel the words SOLD!! rang through the air. Grace chuckled and then ran off towards the auctioneer. I walked towards the tent and wrote a check for two thousand and five hundred dollars. Smiling I gave it to the lady and then walked over to my sister and the auctioneer.

"Just put her by Carl's horses and I'll get her later. Just says she's Jen's." Then I smiled and grabbed my sister and ran off to find Nicole and Dom.