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I just see Dally as a protective person. And I actually did make a
bet with one of my friends similar to the one Belle and Amanda made.
Glad you like it so far!
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Onto the story. Disclaimer's still the same as it always will be.
Chapter 7: The Cajun
"Is Steve here yet?" Amanda asked over and over and over, as we all sat in the crowded dressing room.
We were scheduled to play at 8 o'clock and showed up and hour early. Just to run through everything, and get our nerves settled.
"Amanda chill, your Romeo isn't here yet, but he will be. Gosh!" Belle rolled her eyes and added more eyeliner.
"Gosh!" Amanda mocked Belle in a high-pitched girly voice.
Belle shot her look, and Amanda laughed. Belle picked up her hairbrush and threw it at Amanda. She ducked and it hit Sage in the arm.
"What the? Belle!" Sage jumped up and her hand hit my nose.
"OW! Shit!" I screamed.
Soon we were all yelling and screaming and on the floor "beating" each other up. Somehow we ended up in a tangled mess and just laughed.
I was laying across Amanda, and had Sage's feet in my face. Belle was on top of my legs.
"We weren't this nervous the first time we played a gig," I reminded them.
"That's because we were playing for the Senior Citizen Center. Three-fourths of the people there couldn't hear anyway," Amanda laughed and we all joined in.
"Hey remember when we played in the Bowling Alley? No one paid attention.."Sage thought out loud.
Belle spoke up, "No I like the time we played for the Bingo Night at the Mount Carmel Church. Remember? The janitor unplugged all of the amps and speakers and no one could hear us!"
We all laughed.
"Sage, do you clean your feet?" I asked sniffing them.
She rolled her eyes.
I laughed.
"Guys your all squishing me!" Amanda nagged and started pushing us up.
After a whole lot of pushing, shoving, and pulling, we finally got up to our feet. Someone knocked on the door and then opened it half way.
"Are you girls dressed?"
"Come on in Steve," Sage sighed.
Steve opened the door, only to be toppled by Amanda.
She kissed him, and then slapped his arm.
"Ow what's that for?" he asked, rubbing his "boo-boo".
"You were late!"
"Sor-ry."
"Move it Stevie, your ass is blocking the way to my cutsie-poo!" I heard Two-Bit say and then shove Steve. He went over to Belle-his "cutsie-poo"-and..tickle her. Belle's very ticklish, but not as ticklish as I am. After Two-Bit Johnny and Pony came in. They went over to Sage, who had become really close with them, but especially Johnny. I glanced at them, and am pretty sure I saw them (Johnny and Sage) holding hands.
Finally Dally came in. My Dally. Well, technically he isn't mine. It's been a week since that first kiss in the alleyway. But you don't see him kissing anyone else but me...do you?
"Hey sweets!" he called me by what I'm thinking is my nickname for him. He doesn't use it very often though.
"Hi Dally!" Amanda smiled at him.
He rolled his eyes, "Not you, you fuckin' freak of nature."
"Do you have to use that word?" I asked him.
"What? Fuck?" he smiled putting his arms around my waist and pulling me closer.
"Yes that "word". It's disgusting."
"Fuck."
"Dally!"
He laughed, "Your so tight ass, Steph. Loosen up!" He slapped my rear end, to which I rolled my eyes.
"I'm not uptight," I told him, but didn't sound very convincing.
"Ya gotta be loosey goosey...loosey goosey," Two-bit moved his arms up down, in case I needed a visual of what he was saying exactly.
"Oh be quiet, Mathews!" I smiled and hit his chest lightly.
He stuck his tongue out at me, and I stuck my tongue out at him.
I turned my attention back to Dally and ruffled up his hair. He raised an eyebrow and leaned down to kiss me..just as the owner of the Cajun walked in.
"You girls ready to play?"
"You have the worst timing," I told him. He was pretty young, early 20's and totally into the whole hippie movement. I can picture him smoking a hooka, with his long dirty hair, tye-die shirt, and khaki pants.
"Uh...okay. You chicklets are on in ten minutes," he rolled his eyes and then left the room.
"What the hell is a chicklet?" Amanda looked so confused.
"I don't know, but I really don't want to know," Belle said, moving out of Two-Bit's arms. I moved Dally's hands off of my waist and slapped them down to his sides.
"Thanks sweets."
"Your welcome! Now if you excuse me I have to go bang my drum set," I headed out of the room, after making sure my hair was okay.
"Stephanie! You pervert!" Two-Bit screeched.
"Oh shut up!" I threw a scrunchie at him and then laughed.
"Come on, chicklet." Sage pulled my arm and dragged me out of the room.
When we got to the side area of the stage the band before us was finishing up. The Cajun had two local bands play every Friday night. Obviously we were the second act.
The guys were standing somewhere near the front. Amanda got all smiley and blushy. I rolled my eyes, she's such a weirdo.
"Okay guys, before we go, we're going to sing a song that I'm sure you all know. It's one of our favories.." the lead singer/guitarist spoke into the microphone.
He started strumming the guitar, and I immediately knew the song. My heart froze and my breathing stopped.
This
lullaby is only a few words
A
simple run of chords
Quiet
here in this spare room
But
you can hear it, hear it
Wherever
you may go
Even
if I let you down
This
lullaby plays on...
It was my dad's song. The song he wrote for me the night my mother called him to tell me I was born. He was on tour. To this day I've never met him, or spoken to him. The only things I know about him are the things I read in magazines. I can thoroughly say I hate my father, Constantine Hazen. He has never been there for me, not one day of my life. He never saw me speak my first words, take my first steps, ride my first bicycle, get my first kiss. And that song...my song. It's plays everywhere. It was number one on the billboards. And no one knows what it really means.
Hot tears stung my eyes, threatening to drip down. I swallowed hard, and felt Amanda put a hand on my shoulder.
"You okay?" Belle asked barely above a whisper. The girls knew all about it, I keep nothing from them
I nodded, I was being stupid. How could one simple song make me feel so emotional. All of my sadness and anger...and loneliness surfaces whenever I hear that song.
But I had to pull myself together. For the girl's sake. But I don't know if I could.
Sorry it took so long to update. I had a busy weekend. But I hope you all liked this chapter. The song is from "This Lullaby" by Sarah Dessen. Chapter 8 coming soon.
