|Liz's Visiting (standard:romance, 2453 words)|
|Author: Freya Griffin||Added: Oct 13 2002||Views/Reads: 1868/1204||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Liz's visit to Zac and the Sinking Ed (edited) This is the first of the series.|
The band was called Sinking Ed. Consisted of four young men who looked like any other hardcore band members. Spiky, sometimes multi-colored hair. The black outfits, sometimes leather. The chains, the rings, the piercing, the tattoos. And collective screeching screams of female fans, which they had quite a number beside some fanatic hardcore junkies. They just started out the path to the bright light of their career. After signing on their first contract with a big record company, they started out their tour on promoting their first big label album, Stinking Ed. Very, brilliantly creative. Zac Filmore was the drummer. You know, the serious looking one behind the drum set? Not necessarily have to be smart, just serious looking. Zac had it all in him. He may not the most famous guy in the bunch, no drummer could get more famous then the, let's say, bassist. The vocalist of course would always steal the limelight. Filmore did not only have the serious look, but also the mystery. No one really knows anything about Zac Filmore, the band didn't talk about him, the manager wasn't focusing on him, fans cared more about Neal Laettner-he's the vocalist. So that left us nothing to discuss. Come on, he's just the guy who hit the sticks to almost every surface acoustics. The crew, on the other hand, who had been with the guys for over three months now since the beginning of their tour, had grown more interested. Especially the girls in the wardrobe department-yes, they did have stage costumes although it looked no different then their daily basis clothing and apparels. That day, Zac Filmore asked someone to pick up his girl who he said was going to come with the ten o'clock bus. The roadies were excited. Filmore's girlfriend? What does she like? Every now and then they occasionally bumped up to a bunch of hysterical chicks that'd give anything to be with their idol star. The boys deliberately took the offer, because, hey, it's free. There's nothing wrong with having a little fun after working so hard and spending so many hours cramped in their tour bus. The bus was not a luxury because they only had just sold two hits single. They needed like about ten to actually have a home on wheels. Anyway, Filmore seemed to pass on his chances. He got carried away once or twice, partying with his compadres, but he never let the girl stayed with him. He always sent them away that the crew began to think he was homosexual. Today they knew he wasn't. He's just a sweet guy who believed in monogamy. He showed Jack Crenz, the guy who had to pick the girlfriend at the bus station, the picture he had on her. It was very small; he cut it from somewhere, no doubt a lot bigger photograph, and put it on his wallet. All Crenz could made out was that she had brown hair and a sweet smile. He would make a sign for her, he thought. 'Now, her name is Liz DiMarco. She's about this tall', Filmore raised his arms at level with his shoulders, 'and she's very beautiful. You go and pick her up for me. And if she wanted to stop somewhere before going here, you do what she says, OK? Treat her like a queen, man' 'Sure thing, Zac' 'Thank you very much!', he shook Crenz's hand and patted his shoulder. He would made sure this Crenz guy will get a chance for a promotion or something, he's been very kind. Crenz left the motel with Natalie Gibson, the girl who's responsible for the makeup whenever Sinking Ed had interviews with TV or magazines. He told her about the girl they were supposed to pick up for Zac Filmore. 'You know, she's probably the one he ever talked about beside Pamela Anderson', Gibson replied to Crenz brief explanation. 'Yeah?' 'Sure. Well, he never talked too much you know, him being very quiet like that. But I remember now that on some occasions he did mention about this Liz girl. At the time I didn't know it was his girlfriend. I thought he was gay' 'Naah, the man's cool, you know. He's a good guy. Doesn't he have a tattoo of Liz or some sort?' Click here to read the rest of this story (236 more lines)
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