"I WANNA ROCK AND ROLL ALL NIGHT! I WANT TO EVERY DAY!" ok. This is the next chapter. 'Nuff said. PS: I don't know all the words to "Photograph", so bare with me.
Chapter Fifteen: Photographs and a Full Moon
"Hello, this is 102.1, KPRI, Jump City's own independent rock station. And now, here's a hit from Green Day. KPRI. Rock – without rules." (A/N that's my favorite station)
The radio played "Holiday" as the tour bus drove down the road towards the freeway to Gotham. Gar drummed along to the tune as Terra rolled her eyes.
It was noon and they were almost out of the city's limits. All morning, the band had done nothing but eaten junk food, tell jokes and funny stories, explore the bus, and listen to the radio, occasionally singing along.
"Is their anything this bus doesn't have?" asked Kori, examining the mini-kitchen.
"Wings?" suggested Rachel, cynically.
"Come on, Rachel," said Dick. "You've got to admit it's cool."
"A huge, gas-guzzling, toxic wasteland on wheels. Yeah. Super-cool."
Dick frowned as Rach went back to her book.
"I think it's cool, Dick," said Terra.
"You would," said Rach.
"Witch"
"Hag"
They shot daggers at each other as the other three looked at each other with worried expressions (Victor was driving the bus).
"Hey, look," said Kori, trying to distract them. "A trucker!" Then she went over to where Dick was sitting and pressed her self against the window. Then, she pulled an imaginary string in the air, signaling him to honk. But she stopped as soon as he made a very rude hand gesture at her.
Dick gave him a dirty look as an idea popped into Gar's head.
"Vic!" he said. "Slow down for a sec!" As soon as they weren't level with the trucker anymore, Gar stood on the couch where Dick and Kori were (he, Terra and Rachel were sitting on the opposite couch) and stood with his back to the window. "OK, speed up!" As soon as they were once again level with the trucker, Gar pulled down the back end of his pants and pressed his cheeks against the window.
You can be sure that the trucker honked then!
The entire bus roared with laughter as they speed up, leaving the trucker cursing and honking.
"Disturbing," said Rachel as the drummer pulled up his pants and flopped down on the couch. "Truly – Disturbing." But, truth be told, it was hard for her to keep a straight face.
"All right Gar!" praised Dick as he held up his hand for a high-five. Gar launched his hand as hard as he could, as Dick did likewise, and they both missed and smacked each other on the nose. The teenagers laughed harder, and finally, Rachel couldn't resist any longer and smiled.
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Dick stared up at the ceiling and worried. Vic had been driving all night. He wondered how many cups of coffee he had gone through…
I need to go check on him.
Dick silently climbed out of bed so not to wake the boy beside him or the girls above him (the girls were sleeping on the top-bunk and the boys were sleeping on the bottom).
He walked over to the driver of the bus as the radio was finishing Sheryl Crow's "Good Is Good".
"Hey," he said. "You ok?"
"Fine," Vic grunted. He was hunched over the steering wheel, eyes narrowed at the road.
"You know, if you're too tired, I can take over."
"I'm fine"
"You sure?"
"Yeah"
He paused and then said: "Could I get you anything?"
"No"
Dick sighed and turned around to see a certain red-head sitting on the couch.
"Hi, Dick," she said with a smile. She was wearing a light pink tank-top with pastel-purple pajama bottoms. Dick could barely breathe.
"Oh, Kori!" He closed the sound-proof, sliding glass door that separated the driver from the passengers. "What are you doing up this late?"
She shrugged. "Couldn't sleep. You?"
"Same here." He noticed a large book on her lap and said "What's that?"
She looked at the book he was pointing to. "My scrapbook"
"I never knew you had a scrapbook"
"You never asked"
They both grinned as Dick sat down next to her to look at her pictures.
"Hello and welcome to another hour of 'Rock without rules'. I'm Joe Dena, And here's new music from Nickel Back."
"Look at this photograph
Every time I see it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And the Hell is on Joey's head?"
Dick looked at the first page of pictures that showed the five of them as twelve, thirteen, and fourteen year-olds, standing out side of Dicks garage, holding up their instruments.
"This is were I grew up
I herd someone went and fixed it up
I wonder how we did without?
The second floor washard for sneaking out"
"The day we started the band," she commented, looking at the photo he was.
"And this were I went to school
Most of the time I had better things to do
Criminal record said I broke in twice
I must have doneit half a dozen times"
She snuggled herself closer to him and laid her head on his chest. Dick felt his heart shoot through the roof.
"I wonder if it's still too late?
Should I go back and try to graduate?
I heard it's better then it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn't let me in
Oh, oh, oh, oh God, I, I"
He turned the page and saw a photo strip of them when they were around 10 and 11.
"Every memory I'm looken out the back door
Got the photo albums laid out on the bed-room floor
It's time to say it, time to say it,
Good bye, good bye
"Every memory I'm walken out the front door
Got the photo of the friend that I was looken for
It's time to say it, time to say it,
Good bye, good bye"
The first picture of the strip was of the two of them simply smiling at the camera. The next two were of them making fish-lips, cross eye's and a two-headed, wiggly-armed monster (Dick stood behind her and the both flailed their arms out and made scary faces). The next one was of Dick tickling Kori to death, and the last one was them laughing of the photo-strip experience.
"We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We wondered then how it would feel
To sing with more then just a steering wheel"
"Remember this?" he said, pointing to the strip.
"Yeah," she said with a slight giggle. He wrapped his arms around her and she melted into his chest, listening to his heart beat.
"Remember the old arcade?
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The copshated us hangen out
I herd somebody went and burned it down"
They turned the page and saw the old elementary school.
"Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since God knows when
Oh, oh, oh, oh God, I, I"
"Our old school," Kori said, affectionately. "Do you remember how we met?"
He kissed her on the head. She smelled like gardenias. "How could I forget?"
"Every memory I'm looken out the back door
Got the photo albums laid out on the bed-room floor
It's time to say it, time to say it,
Good bye, good bye
"Every memory I'm walken out the front door
Got the photo of the friend that I was looken for
It's time to say it, time to say it,
Good bye, good bye"
They turned another page to black and white pictures of a place Dick had never seen before.
"Is this Tamaran?"
"Yes". She traced her fingers along the pictures and said: "Funny. These pictures don't even seem real to me. I moved away when I was so young – I can't even remember if I had friends there."
He smiled. "I'm sure you did"
"I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it."
"I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
too hard to leave it"
"If I could relive those days
I tell you one thing that would never change"
The looked at a picture of a young woman in her mid-twenties with long hair that reached her mid-back.
"My mother. I can barely remember her."
A tear fell down her cheek as Dick held her closer.
"Every memory I'm looken out the back door
Got the photo albums laid out on the bed-room floor
It's time to say it, time to say it,
Good bye, good bye
"Every memory I'm walken out the front door
Got the photo of the friend that I was looken for
It's time to say it, time to say it,
Good bye, good bye"
They closed the photo album and fell asleep.
"Look at this photograph
Every time I see it makes me laugh
Every time I see it makes me"
(A/N I love that song)
Well, that was my first song-fic thingy. It made you laugh, it made you cry, I just hope it didn't make you go "blah". PLEAZE REVIEW!
Luv ya
Tprinces