So, I got this idea for this story from these Elvis movies I watched the other day. Yes, I physically watched them and no, it wasn't painful. There actually really entertaining. Cheesy songs, but entertaining nontheless.
The only characters that are the same (so far) are Tommy and Jude. Everyone else I made up. Also, this story has nothing, I repeat, NOTHING, to do with Instant Star. It does focus around music in some parts though. Or, it will. I hope you like the Jommy idea from a different point of view.
Disclaimer: I do not own the stories or movies that this was based off or any of it's attributes. I do not own the characters Tommy and Jude or any of there attributes. And last, I do not own the song (two sentences of a song) "Standing Outside The Fire" by Garth Brooks or any of it's attributes.
Damn, that was a long disclaimer. You can read the story now.
"Life is not tried, it is merely survived if you're standing outside the fire…" he let the last hint of sound echo off into the distance, with the intent of leaving the audience curious yet satisfied. There last show in Illinois had just ended.
Tommy and his band smiled and waved before heading backstage. "Last night at that crap shoot, Hotel Minor!" Jason exclaimed, grabbing Tommys shoulders from behind. As if it was that big of a trouble. He continued to walk. "Last night with all these…" the boys paused to observe a group of backup dancers, "Hot Mesdames." he finished, biting his lip.
"So, we'll go to Tennessee." Kevin interjected. "I hear there Cotton Eyed Joe is one hell of a get together." he joked. The rest smiled and nodded there heads. "Hey Tom, what about that girl.. Mariah? You get to sample her tacos, yet?" By now they were in there dressing room and comfortably indulging into the mini fridge. "Jason.." Tommy snatched the bottle of water out of Kevins hand as he walked towards the door. Kevin frowned at the thought of now having to get back up to grab another. "I never just sample." he grinned. "Now, I'm going to go talk to Frank and see how much we made tonight."
As he entered the small office, Frank motioned for him to sit. Frank set down his phone rather hard onto the receiver. He was a big, burly man with Grey hair and stout hands. Tommy noted to never piss him off. "Hmft!" he snorted. "Um.. Sir.." Tommy began, slowly and respectfully. You could pinpoint the change in his demeanor from the previous Five minutes, to right then. "My daughter-" Frank started, "Would like to spend Spring Break in Florida this year. Florida!" he exploded. "With all those slimy, grease tinted guys who pray on girls like her. I know what there after!"
Tommy had been to Florida once. In his visit, he hadn't recognized any of the type of men like Frank was ranting about. Maybe it was because he was to busy performing. Or, maybe it was because Cindy kept him quite entertained to even notice. Either way, he knew to pick up a chance whenever one came. "Sir, your daughter must be a very smart young woman. I'm sure she won't get into to much trouble." he emphasized. Frank shook his head. "Eighteen year olds think they can make decisions left and right." he murmured. "How old are you, son?" he questioned, staring him down. "Twenty Five, sir." Tommy replied uneasily. It was difficult answering anything under such a brooding glare.
"Hmm.." Frank responded. Now or never…Tommy thought. "Sir, Florida really isn't that bad. They've got grand hotels that offer dance lessons," Frank nodded. "The best pubs," Tommy continued. At this point, Frank was actually beginning to smile. "All nude beaches." Tommy concluded. The abrupt and forceful stand from behind the desk caused Tommy to stand quickly as well. "What?" Frank bellowed. "But sir, I have a proposal." Tommy shot back as fast as a whisper in the wind can spread. "What if me and my boys go down to Florida and keep a... Watchful eye on your daughter?" he struggled to find the right words. "I mean, we could get in a few shows, make a little cash, and you can rest easy knowing no men are going to get within any perimeter of her." The words rolled off of his tongue like butter. And Frank ate them up like candy.
"Perfect idea!" he exclaimed. "I'll even pay you." There was a huge smile mentally forming in Tommys head. He never failed to amaze himself. "Oh, sir. No need--" but he couldn't finish. "Non sense! I'll pay each of you. Three Hundred each and I'll pay for your travel expenses as well." Frank had cut him off. Was this really that easy?
It was the perfect plan. "Well, thank you." Tommy played the issue off as if he hadn't been plotting. "She leaves tomorrow morning at Ten. I'll call you with details before you go." Frank explained.
"It's a deal." Tommy smiled and shook his hand.
She sounded like an average teenager. Considering Eighteen was pretty much an adult. Her name was Jude, she was 5'4", Blonde hair, Blue eyes, didn't eat anything she couldn't pronounce, recently learned to play the guitar, and she preferred Vanilla to Chocolate.When Tommy read the Four page packet Frank had sent with him, he laughed at the irony. It sounded like an ad in a newspaper for a blind date. If Frank wanted to keep guys away from her, he might as well lock her up in a cubicle. This girl sounded fantastic.
"What? No mini fridge!" Kevin exclaimed to the receptionist behind the hotel lobby desk. Tommy looked up from the papers he was reading. "Go sit down." he practically threw Kevin to the side. "Schizophrenia." Tommy mouthed back as he walked away. The womans eyes grew larger and she suddenly seemed very sympathetic. "It's ok, Kev. I promise your adopted parents loved you so much." Tommy said as all three men climbed up the stairs to there rooms.
"She was kinda cute. You just had to us schizophrenia." Kevin argued an hour later as they sat around in Jasons room. "Man, we could have been thrown out if you kept up all your complaining and yelling." Jason called from the doorway where he was throwing there suitcases onto a shelf that hung on the wall. "I don't complain." Kevin said. This caused both Jason and Tommy to stop what they were doing. "Tom, tell him he complains." Jason said, motioning at Kevin. Tommy looked at him. "A lot." was all he replied.
"I'm going out." Tommy announced. "Why?" the two others said in unison. "Scale the area." he said, his eyes big. It sounded corny, but it got him the opportunity to leave without getting crap from his band mates about it.
The hotel wasn't as "grand" as he had reminisced telling Frank but it did have an outside pool. Those were always a plus. "That one's hot." Jodi stated, pointing to Tommy from across the pool. "Please." Jude replied. "Gelled hair, leather jacket, and bubble gum? I'll pass." she finished. Jodi didn't seem to agree. "Maybe he likes his jacket…" she said defensively. She hadn't even met the guy and she was already making excuses for him. It was typical. Jodi turned to frozen yogurt whenever any remotely attractive guy came around. "It's 94°. Do you think he's cold?" Jude stated with an attitude. She was very sassy, anyone could give her that. If something annoyed or offended her, there was no mistake that she would face whatever it was. That was just how Jude was. Bold. Bold and opinionated.
"Omigod! He's coming this way! Be nice!" Jodi exclaimed, frantically attempting to lather on some sun tan lotion before his arrival. Jude rolled her eyes. As if… she thought. "Ladies." Tommy nodded and removed his sunglasses. "H.-h -h-h" Jodi couldn't form the word "hi". It sounded like she was an asthmatic dog about to croak. "Hello." Jude said, not even bothering to maintain eye contact.
Tommy couldn't help but think that he was wrong. This trip could be a challenge. He was used to women melting at his smile. Jude seemed to be disgusted. If he wasn't on her good side, it would be impossible to keep tabs on her and where she went or what she was doing or, more importantly, with who. He knelt down beside Jodi. She practically had an arm spasm. "Listen, I'm in a band--" Jude snorted. This dude really knew how to play his cards. "AND…" he continued, sending a unappreciated glance towards Jude. "I was wondering if you girls would like to come to our show tonight. It's at the Shilder Inn just a few up the road."
"We'llbethere!" Jodi shouted so quickly, her words barely made any sense. He smiled. "Alright." he said, then stood smoothly and walked away. "Mm, would you look at his ass?" Jodi asked, staring off at him. Or rather, his backside. Jude looked at her disbelieving. "Great!" she exclaimed sarcastically while nodding. "It is, isn't it?" Jodi replied, dreamily. "Jodes!" Jude yelled, turning her face to look at her. "You really need to learn to keep…your mouth…shut!" she then got up and stomped off.
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