Boys of Summer

Going to California

The days on the greyhound bus passed by rather fast and eventually the sight of tall buildings were in front of me. I took a deep breath and stepped off the bus and as my boots hit the pavement I felt alright. I don't know where I'm going but I do know that I'll find my way. As I walked the streets hauling all my things I couldn't help but to look around and smile at people. Some people still wore bell bottoms and the hippies were still very much out and about but one thing I knew about San Fran was that they had a growing metal scene. It really was the perfect place for me, after all I had on black leather bell bottoms and and Motörhead shirt with my cowboy boots on. I wandered down the streets and found a diner to go in and eat. I set my things down beside the booth I was in and a nice waiter came up and took my order. I sat in the diner looking out the window wondering what I was going to do now that I'm here. I don't have a place to stay and I don't have much money on me but somehow I felt that everything would be alright. As I sat thinking, the bell rang from someone opening the door and I looked up to see four guys walk in. They were obviously apart of the metal scene and I couldn't help but to stare. One was tall with blonde hair, the guy beside him was short, about my height with brown hair, beside him was another guy with dark curly hair, and then the last guy was tall with reddish brown hair and bell bottoms on.
I focused my attention back out of the window but then a strange voice caught my attention.

"So you like Motörhead huh?", he asked.
I turned my head around to see the short brown haired guy that I saw walk in.

"Oh yeah man I love them.", I responded.

"Oh dude same! That's my favorite band.", he said.
His accent was really strange but I could tell it was something European. I gave him a smile and then he spoke again.

"My names Lars, nice to meet you.", he said.

"Nice to meet you too, my names Lilith.", I responded.

He was about to say something else but then one of his friends came up.

"Lars stop tryna pick up chicks", he spoke.

"Ugh fock off. She likes Motörhead!", Lars responded.

The blonde guy looked at my shirt and smiled big at me.

"Hi I'm James.", he said.

"I'm Lilith.", I responded.

Lars slid in the booth beside me and then the other two guys came up. James and the other tall guy got in on the other side and then the curly one sat down beside Lars. I felt a little bit awkward but maybe something good would come out of it. We all started talking and the other two guys introduced their selves. Kirk and Cliff.
While we all talked I couldn't help but to think they looked familiar. I felt like I had heard James voice before or something.

"Hey is that your guitar and amp?", Kirk asked.

"Oh yea that's mine.", I responded.

"No way you play guitar? That's cool.", he said nodding his head.
He was really dorky and cute but he was also really nice.

"So tell us about you.", James spoke.

"Umm well I just graduated high school, I play guitar, I'm from Georgia, I like metal and southern rock, and I just got off a Greyhound bus about 30 minutes ago.", I said.

All the guys looked at me in amusement and then Cliff spoke.

"No way! Southern rocks my favorite, what's your favorite band?", he asked.

"Oh man definitely Skynyrd and CCR!", I responded.

"Holy shit mine too.", he responded.

We both locked eyes and kinda just stared at each other with excitement and then James started giggling.