Chapter 3 the audition part 2
This is my first fanfic, I do NOT own the monkees, just the original characters.
As soon as Davy and Peter had finished their breakfast, the two of them went off to get changed. Returning a few minutes later, it was time to leave for their audition. Saying goodbye to Stephanie, the guys left the house and piled into Mike's red GTO and drove off for town.
Driving down the highway, the others could see just how tense Mike's behavior was as he clutched onto the steering wheel tightly.
It only took them fifteen minutes, to arrive down town at 's office.
Amazed by the way the building looked,and how they looked compared to the people who were coming in and out of the building, Micky, Davy and Peter were ready to leave until Mike grabbed Micky by the arm, and led him and the others into the building.
Feeling the stares from everyone around them as they walked through the lobby, Micky tapped Mike on the arm then told him that, they weren't exactly wanted in there.
"So,um Mike I think we aren't exactly receiving such s warm welcome."said Micky
"Oh Micky, would you please relax."Mike said rolling his eyes"Now come on 's expecting us."
"If you ask me, I've got a bad feeling about this."said Davy
"Why's that Davy?"asked Peter
"I dunno, but it's there."Davy sighed
"Don't worry Davy,with Mike as our leader nothing can go wrong."Peter said confidently
"And if all else fails, we can dress Davy up like a girl and see if we get the job then."said Micky stuffing his hands in his pockets
"Will y'all knock it off!"Mike snapped
Falling silent as they made their way down the hall to 's office, Mike took off his green wool hat and straightened his hair, as he knocked upon the office door. Being buzzed into the room,Mike approached the secretary's desk while the others stood by the door, just incase they had to make a quick exit.
"Can I help you?"the secretary asked
" name's Mike nesmith and I have an appointment with ."Mike said
"Ome moment."the secretary said " a Mr. Nesmith is here."
"Send him in ."said
Looking over at Micky who was usually the first to joke about a strange name,everybody was surprised to see how he remained completely professional as they entered 's office.
Introducing themselves the moment they were invited to sit down,Mike did most of the talking since he wanted to guarentee that they secured the gig.
"So tell me Mr. Nesmith,what type of music do you boys play?"said
"Mostly rock and roll but, whatever works is what we play."Mike said laughing nervously
"I see." sighed"Would you boys mind,giving me a sample of your work?"
"Actually we didn't bring our instruments since,we were sort of in a rush to get here."said Davy
"That's not a problem." smiled"Just follow me down the hall and you can use ours."
"I don't know if I'm comfortable, playing another man's drums."Micky said crossing his arms
"If you boys won't play for me, then I'm not sure if you're right for this job."said
"Don't mind Micky,he's just kidding around sir."said Peter
Relieved once gave a slight laugh,the four monkees followed him out of his office and down the hallway to a small make shift recording studio,where there were instruments waiting for them.
The minute everyone was in their right positions, they got ready to play their first song, which was 'Last train to Clarksville'.After they had finished 'Clarksville', they got ready to play another song until, put his hand in the air to stop them.
"Thankyou boys, that song will do just fine."said
"Are you sure?"asked Mike"I mean, we can play something else."
"I'm sure you can but, one song is just fine enough."said
"Did we pass the audition?"asked Davy
"I have a few other bands coming today to also audition,so you boys should hear from me in a few days about whether the job is yours or not." said as he opened the door.
"Thankyou for your time ."Mike said sadly as he and the others left the room
Walking out of the building and getting into the car in silence, it was a long and quiet drive home until, Davy was the one who finally spoke up.
"Do you think it was my bad feeling that, cost us the audition?"asked Davy
"If anything cost us the audition, it was me acting like a clown at the wrong time."Micky sighed
"I thought we played good, so why'd he turn us down?"asked Peter
"Okay, I want everyone to stop feeling sorry for themselves right now."Mike said as he slammed down on the brakes"It was no one's fault if we don't get this gig, we played what we played and whether he liked it or not."
"Looks like we're back to hunting down gigs, whenever we find them."sighed Micky
"We've done it before."said Davy
"And we'll just have to do it again."said Peter