Chapter Five

"Where the devil where you two?" Yuri asked, they were in a wide room of an old mansion house, which belonged to the Irion's family. In the room Annabelle was playing Daisy's bass guitar, sitting on the table. David and Daisy were somewhere in the kitchen. In the room was Leo, Rick, Rupert, Vadim, Max and finally Yuri came in with Nika and asked his question.

"In a motel, not far from Oak Lawn ," after what Max and Leo looked at Annabelle, who was paying no attention whatsoever.

"Meaning what?2

"Meaning a normal motel by a road, we actually only got to the reception, the man was so tired that he had to take a nap."

"What the hell where you doing at Oak Lawn!"

"Well, someone sent us by the wrong road, which instead of leading around the city, led to the Oak Lawn."

"Was it my fault?" asked Nika.

"Well, let me think, if it was you who said - 'take the first turn to the right from motorway and travel by A7', then yes it was your fault, as the road ended up being A17, instead of A7."

"I'm so sorry."

"What's done, that's done. Anyway we got a lovely breakfast at the motel."

"Then you were luckier than us, all restaurants were closed and it was too early to open up any grocery shops."

"Annabelle, I'm not in the mood for the sad music." Yuri said to Annabelle, who stopped playing, he was annoyed that it was Vadim, who was with her instead of him.

"Now I got a CD of the latest Ni… hits. Leo get yourself useful, you and Max are to write the music and the lyrics from it."

"Can I help?"

"Yes surely, Annabelle you do that. Vadim, you and Rick with Rupert go practise downstairs. Where is Daisy and David?"

"David and Daisy are crazy," put in Max.

"Shut up, it's no time for jokes."

"We're here," they came in through the doorway.

"I'm bored with you, shoo out of my sight, be at the club by six. Nika and me will be in my room reading magazines and discussing serious matters, I hope you won't bother me, but if anything needed come," he left the room with Nika.

"Yes and get killed," said Max seriously.

"How much have you got?" asked Max, after going through the first song, the pause was on, so they could check their notes and then either switch to the second or more likely to the first again.

"I've got six lines."

"Nice, I have four lines of Lyrics and one of notes, have no idea from which part…" he stopped abruptly as wanting to ask Annabelle, but seeing her scribbling quickly from one side to another.

"Annabelle?"

"Wait please," she didn't stop the movement of her pen.

In ten minutes, she threw her pen on the table and asked, "what was it?"

"Em, how much have you got?" asked Max, looking at Leo who was confused like he was.

"All of it, apart I'm not sure for guitars the second verse, where it goes: "when the lightning struck my heart", it has a big rise on 'i' and all the rest in bass, is the 'I' F or F sharp on the guitar?"

"What are you asking us for, we got only 10 lines of lyrics and 1 of notes together."

"Pity. I'll have to underline it for now. Should we go to the next song?"

"If you wish, but we're not doing anything, you have a perfect memory fot the three of us," Max switched on the next song.

They both looked at Annabelle. She had that look in her eyes, the one Leo seen when she was sitting next to him at the bar and Max when she thought of music. The first note struck, Annabelle's hand didn't move, she closed her eyes. She kept them closed until the ending, but as the song finished she opened them and started scribbling the lines of notes and words on top.

"How come you've got such a memory?"

"It's not the memory mostly, people teach themselves to remember things, but forget them. I can feel music and… Well I could probably play any song I ever played or heard or read," with her finger she indicated the sheet of music notes. She didn't have long finger nails, but you wouldn't expect her to have as she played the guitar.

The next song began playing…

At nine the band was all at the club. Diana and David were complaining for being sent there earlier.

"Ups, did I tell you that, I might of mistook the times," Yuri said with a smile, indicating, it was my fault, but you can't do anything about it.

They began playing, costumers began to dance to the low beat. The high began...

Strekoza: Hope someone at least willl read this piece of work, as I'm thinking of finished all my exsisting work before getting my new ideas down - there is quite many. So I spent all this afternoon finishing the draft.
I'll try and upload them one at a time, but the next two chapters are quite long, even for my liking...

Do please review, Bloody Red Dragon - if you do would read it and would want to leave a review - do not ask not to kill Nika, I am too nice and leaving her alive for a few more chapters...