Ok guys soo incredibly sorry it's been so long since I've updated but here is the new chapt. Hope you enjoy.
"Ok, so where are you taking your friends?" Joey asked Amy.
"I don't know, around I guess. Listen Aunt Joey I'm running real late, so I'll see you later," Amy said looking at her watch.
"Ok, have fun and be safe."
"Ok, love ya bye."
Joey disconnected and looked at her husband.
"Does she know we know?"
"Nope, not at all."
"Good, it's time to PAR-TAY!!!"
"Please let me in, I'm with the band," Amy pleaded with the security guard.
"The band got here 15 minutes ago, you weren't with them, so you can't be part of the band."
"No, no, no. See I was running late and wasn't coming with the rest of the and band."
"I'm sorry miss I can't let you in."
"No, you have to let me in, I sing on half the songs. Without me Faithful Myth will not have half it's set. So please just let me in."
Just then a tall sandy blond haired guy, around Pacey's age, came up to the bouncer.
"Is there a problem Bernie?" The guy asked the Bouncer.
"This groupie's trying to get passed me. 'She's part of the band,'" he said the last part in a mock voice.
Amy huffed and rolled her eyes.
"Let me handle this," the blond dude said to Bernie, then turned to Amy, "What's your Name?"
"Amy Lindley."
The blond dude stared at Amy with a mixture of surprise and confusion.
After a few awkward seconds he said, " Well Amy, I am Charlie and this is my club. Why were you late?"
"You believe me?"
"Yea."
"Why?"
"Because we have all the names of the band members."
"Oh."
"Ok, so follow me to the stage."
Amy followed Charlie passed the guard into the club. It looked like every other club. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all black. There was large dance floor and a huge stage. In the back was a bar and a few tables. Some couches and tables were scattered around.
On the stage, Amy saw the familiar curly dirty blond hair of her boyfriend Tanner.
Amt turned to Charlie and said, "Thank you."
"My Pleasure Ms. Lindley. And tell your mother I said hello."
Amy just stared at him, she didn't know what to say.
Charlie saw the look on her face, "What's wrong?"
"My mother's dead."
Charlie was taken aback. Jen's dead. The words rang in his head. He didn't want to believe it.
"I'm sorry to hear that," Charlie said finally.
Charlie turned around and walked into his office. He turned on his computer and looked for a very old number. Once he found it he picked up his phone and dialed it, hoping it hadn't changed.