Chapter .2.
The midnight star flashed in blue neon lights above the door. Music could be heard from inside when the door was opened. Michael was worrying that it would be one of those clubs where they played old western classics and played bingo every night but by the time they had went in he had changed his mind.
Many young people of about 16-18 were hanging in large groups on tables in the centre. A rock-type band was playing a head-banging tune up on stage and singing in hoarse voices.
It wasn't exactly what he thought his mum would've had in mind, but she was already up at the bar ordering drinks and paying for the table.
The meal was ok, for how small the club it was. The rock/pop bands came one after the other and Sam looked like he was really enjoying himself, trying to sing along with the tracks he knew. He nearly got them kicked out! Star also looked like she was having a good time, laughing at his granddads poor jokes. Michael even started to enjoy himself, especially when the last act before they left came on.
A small rock beat started followed by the keyboard's wailing tune. But the lead singer's voice was what made it magical. He didn't look much older than 16 and wasn't exactly small, more petit. He had one of those voices that made you want to dance but also made you want to stop, sit down and think.
The band all looked quite young, but also looked eternally youthful, in Michael's eyes. Michael looked around the club and everyone seemed to be awe-struck by the band and had stopped what they were doing to listen. His mother had her eyes closed and was leaning on her hands, rocking to the beat. His grandpa and brother were doing some sort of little dance where they kind of twisted their heads in time to the music and Star was leaning back in her seat, looking dazed and dreamy. Michael turned back to the people on the stage and looked more closely at the lead singer.
He was quite handsome, Michael gave him that. He had a pale face that made his dark eyes and perfectly formed cheekbones stand out over his other features. He wore a black and scarlet T-shirt under a long leather jacket accompanied by baggy-ish leather trousers. Michael couldn't really see what kind of shoes he had, but they vaguely looked like black Vans.
Once the song came to a close, everyone seemed to wake up from his or her trances and carry on with what they were doing. Michael's mum sighed happily.
"That was beautiful!" she smiled and opened her eyes, "I will HAVE to get a copy!"
"Me too!" said Star.
And before anyone could say anything more, the two girls had rushed over to the backstage door.