"hearts of smoke" - Kirk Hammett

chapter 2, page 3.

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January 5th 1984.
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"Val wakey wakey eggs and bakey" Lars says, "Lars who even fucking says that" I hear kirk say, "oklahoma people?" Lars says, sassy. "Lars, I'm not that country oklahoma person" I say, turning to him, "SHES UP" kirk says, "FINALLY!" Lars goes with him, jumping on me, kirk with him, "fuck yall are heavy" I laugh, pushing them off.

"See what I'm talking about yall" Lars says, making the yall known, "yeah, doesn't mean I'm the country oklahoma, I'm like Southside city type thing" I say, getting up out of bed.

"Isn't that not a good place" kirk says, I shrug, "where I lived no, but we weren't rich so Southside was the best and I hated and loved it so" I shrug and get my clothes, going to change in the bathroom.

"Not gonna give us a show princess?" Lars says, "ow!" I hear him says again, I guess kirk hit him. "Keep the shirt you have of me on, i wanna show the band and have u show the people at the gig to" I hear kirk yell, I hum in response.

I shouldn't have brought it.

I put a bra on underneath, a good one just in case, same with underwhere. It felt uncomfortable not wearing one because I don't have the biggest but not the smallest chest, there definitely there through.

I put on on knee ripped blue jeans, not the looses, I'm not exactly skinny, I got tummy fat, not a whole lot but enough to see when I stand up, and I got decently big thighs, enough for me to have curves and an ass, im not overweight but not skinny.

I'm 5'6ish, barley, so it evens out a little, I have a long torsoe so I have little idea if I actually like my body, I like have thighs because they give me an ass but also I look fast alot, I don't have much arm fat, luckily.

I do like my hair though, my dirty blonde almost might Brown hair frizzy curled, like how most people look in bands, but I just like how it looks, mostly people my hair is long, lower back long.

I sorta have bangs with the middle part, like curtains I guess. I look decent today I guess.

I put eyeliner on my water line and mascara, with smudged black eye shadow, highlight to.

I wouldn't say I look half bad.
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I go out of the bathroom, kirk sees me and goes up to me, "damn, you look beautiful!" He says, smiling, "and you look handsome hammett" I smile at him, "yawning! Boring!" Lars says, at the door, "common let's go wake up the loverman and his girl" Lars says, I grab my camera to take pictures, I know I will.

I see cliff, micheal and Charles all about to knock on there door, "hold on, its probably unlocked, they don't know how to unlock doors, and they might not be dressed" I say, "oh that was the noise yesterday" micheal says, "I'll go in and take a picture then yall can go in" I say, we open the door and as I said, unlocked.

Thankfully, a blanket was covering them, I snap 2 pictures of them and everyone comes in, lars being Lars runs and jumps on James.

"Ah the fuck" James says, Sydney wakes up looking at everyone, "fuck" she says laying back down, kirk burst out laughing, "Ay, the fuck do you your camera for" james says, I hold up the two pictures that were developing.

"Oh you little shit" he almost gets up, remember he doesn't have clothes on, "well, get out so we can look decent?" James says, Sydney laughs.

"Kirk get your ass up comon" Lars says, dragging kirk, "oaky okay I'm alright, kirk says, tears from laughing so hard on his cheek, "finally" Charles mumbles.

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