Chapter 3

Holy god of rock music! I found your messiahs. I fell in love and it's with their album it's pure, dingy and solid. I've been here for a few days and I've fallen into the routine. They head into the studio at nine; they're putting the finished touches on some tracks, after a few hours then they go home play some wall ball then head out to a bar at night. Most days followed that trend anyway. Some times their girlfriends come over.

This particular day started with my morning run. I had been doing the same circuit everyday and getting more comfortable in the suburb. Today I ran a different circuit. I did around six kilometres before I got back to the house. When I walked in Jared, Nacho and Caleb were standing in the kitchen.

"Guess what?" I asked excitedly.

"What?" said Jared egger to hear?

"Well I was on my run today but this time I went a different direction and I was running but I got overtaken by the high school football team...um you know what do they call it? Gridiron!"

There was a exchanging of looks before Jared said. "And?"

"And nothing, it was exciting I've never seen football players before. Oh and guess how many wolf whistle I got?" Jared had turned his attention back to eating his cereal. "Three!"

"You're not a feminist are you?" said Nacho.

"Yeah, I gave them all dirty looks, but come on I was gross and sweaty and I still got wolf whistled by high school Jocks I can't help but feel good about myself." Nacho and Caleb were shaking their heads.

"How old are you?" the question came from Caleb.

"Seventeen."

"I thought you had finished school? Or are you like in your summer holidays?"

"In Queensland you graduate year 12 when you're seventeen and yes I am in the summer holidays."

That night as usual we went to the bar closest to their house. Adrianne, Alice and Laure met us there. Adrianne is Jared's girlfriend, Alice is Matt's and Laure is Nathan fiancée. I hadn't spoken to Laure much but Adrianne and Alice were fascinated by everything about Australia and my accent so when I was around they never left my side.

"Why do you call the elevator a lift?" Adrianne was asking.

"Um... because it gives you a lift?" she nodded she was going to ask another question but I quickly cut her off.

"So where is your girlfriend Caleb?"

"You mean his hand?" Alice laughed. Caleb laughed then gave her the finger.

"We're sorting things out," said Caleb answering my question. Most eyes at the table rolled.

"You went on a break six months ago, let it go," said Adrianne. Caleb looked like he was going to reply but dropped it.

"You're not holding the stick right," Matt was saying as I lined the stick up to the white ball on the old pool table. I closed my left eye to better line the balls. I was taking my shots more seriously now as I had lost almost every game that I had been in and I was the butt of all the jokes. My game wasn't getting any better in fact it was getting worse. The ball shot of the wooden railing made a sharp bounce when it made contact with the floor then rolled through the bar only to be stopped by someone's foot. Matt and Jared were laughing so hard they were using the table to support themselves. Luckily most of our group were at the table or the bar, only a few people saw my embarrassing shot. I stumbled in the direction that the ball rolled.

"Are you looking for this?" The man holding the ball had the most electric blue eyes I had ever seen I immediately lost myself in them. He was holding the white ball in his hand.

"Thanks," I said sheepishly.

"Hey you weren't running along the highway this morning were you?"

"Um... yeah I was." I said looking closer at the guy, but I didn't recognise him.

"I thought I recognised you, I ran past you with my team."

"Right, I got wolf whistled."

"Ha, ha one of those might have been me," he said blushing and awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. "I don't suppose I could get you a drink?"

"Sure,"

His name was Tim. He was eighteen and was QB1, which I found out is Quarter Back 1 for Oklahoma High. He had brown hair that constantly fell over his face because of the length. He wore a worn out navy blue v-neck and jeans. The shirt was tight enough to display his muscled body but not tight enough that he was showing off. I don't know how long we had been sitting at the bar but I had had a few too many drinks.

"You're serious; they don't have cheerleaders in Australia?"

"No, well I mean not in high school,"

"What about rally girls?"

"Nope. Because we don't have rallies."

"Wow that's weird so who supports the games?"

"Gridiron isn't really big in Australia none of the schools play it."

"What no gridiron?"

"Excuse me," said a voice from behind, "but we have to go," Caleb said to me completely ignoring Tim. Shit! I had been so caught up with Tim I had completely forgotten everyone else. I looked to the booth no one was there they were all outside except for Jared, Adrianne, Matt and Alice who were standing at the door waiting for us.

"Oh sorry," I said to Caleb well it was more like a slur.

"Well, um... can I get your number?" he asked. I looked at Caleb he didn't look like he was about to tell me the house number.

"Can I get yours; I'm not staying at my house." He scribbled his number on a napkin and handed it to me.

"I had fun tonight,"

"Isn't it a bit past your bed time? Don't you have school or something?" said Caleb acknowledging Tim for the first time.

"It's a weekend, officer," said Tim before walking away making a telephone with his hand, to me.

"Let's go," said Caleb sounding really irritated.

"Caleb," I said, "I think I'm going to need some help." I had my arm over his shoulder and his arm around my waist. He walked me to the cab outside and put me in next to Adrianne.

"He was so hot!" she said, "Did you get a number?" I didn't think I could open my mouth without throwing up so I just held up the napkin.

"At least she's better at picking up then playing pool," I didn't get who said it because I was half past out leaning against Adrianne shoulder.

I woke the next morning feeling nauseas with a massive headache. I don't remember getting to my bed. I looked down I was still in my clothes from last night except for my high heels which were lying on the floor next to my bed.

There was a knock at the door; followed by Caleb's voice, "Are you decent?" he asked he came in anyway.

"I'm never decent,"

"Aspirin and Water," He laughed as he threw the bottle of water and pills on the bed.

"My saviour!" I got two pills and threw them back with some water, "Did you carry me up here last night?"

"Yeah but that's because no one else could carry you."

"Bastard," I said throwing one of my pillows at him.

"Get dressed, we're going to the studio,"