Stevie, a 18 year old girl from california. She had her own band, and her own problems. being brought into the Mötley Crüe scene as their groupie friend she faced a lot of challenges with the four boys around, like falling in love. She tried so har...
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After the day she had previously with motley crüe, Stevie went dancing with her friend Etta who had forgiven her. She woke up. Her eyes red and puffy from the long night of weed and alcohol. She turned over, a guy with minimum tattoos lay completely naked in her bed. His hair was long and black, and his face was covered in makeup "Oh shit. He's hot." She whispered to herself before getting out of her bed, A pair of short black shorts and a black tank top covered her body. Her arms were scattered with random colored tattoos. Her phone rang "I swear to god.." She mumbled as she walked to the kitchen, putting her glasses on she practically ripped the phone off of the wall "What." She hissed, a dark and familiar voice fanned over the phone, "We are filming a music video. Get your ass down here." They we're still trying, so desperate. "Fuck off and no. stop being so desperate Nikki, i have a guy to tend to." She slammed the phone back on the wall, walking back to her room. The guy had sat up and covered himself with the blanket "It's alright baby, i'm not gonna hurt ya." She smiled before throwing his clothes at him "I don't know your name, but your tattoos are sick." The phone rang once more "I'll be right back." she watched the guy nod his head before starting to get up.
She walked slowly to the phone before picking it up "What now." The guy on the other end laughed "Get your ass down here now. it's not an offer or a suggestion. It's a fucking demand." Nikki hissed, his voice hoarse and grunting through each word. "Oh my fucking god Nikki! You can't even talk to me without getting blown." She sounded disgusted, which she was but in reality she was jealous of the girl. "You're fucking sick to think i'll be down there. Contact me again and i'll file a restraining order. Understand me Sixx?" Nikki slammed the phone down. She scoffed, gently placing her phone on the wall.
She walked back to her room, "My name is Razzle." His slurred accent spoke, his hand held a half full bottle of Jack. She smiled slightly looking at him, her arms were crossed. "I'm Stevie. It's lovely to meet you." She smirked, watching his face slightly turn red, his lips immediately latched around the top of the bottle. "Well Razzle, i've got a music video to attend. Would you like to come with?" He threw up a thumbs up, still drinking the drink. "Great." She smirked. She walked to the phone, dialing Nikki's home phone number. He finally answered, gulping down what probably was jack. "Give me the address and i'll be there. Not on time but i'll be there." Nikki scoffed "You gonna file me if i tell ya?" His voice sounded dark and slurred "Yeah i am, now give it to me or i'm hanging up on you." Nikki finally gave in, letting her write down the address. She hung up on him, running to her room "Razz?" He sat at her vanity, a wash cloth with water wiping off all of his left over makeup "Raz honey, if you want i can re-do that before we leave." He nodded, finally finishing up.
Stevie wore a black and white short top that read "Sex with you sucks." a leather skirt, and black boots accessorized with a leather jacket and a giant belt. Her hands were stacked with rings and her neck was layered with necklaces. Her wrists wore many leather and crystal bracelets to cover the mötley crüe tattoos she had gotten the night they partied. She wore rectangle black sunglasses to block the sun from her sore eyes. She sat in front of razzle, doing his makeup. Her knee was in between his legs. They laughed a bunch, she had to re-do his makeup a lot because he wouldn't stop moving. "Come on Razz!" She grabbed his hand, and the paper with the address. She got in the car, Razzle sitting in the seat next to her. She started driving, taking her jacket off, her tattoos glistened in the bright sunlight.
