Y/N is a very talented girl, she can play almost any instrument that comes to mind. So why can't she join a band? Because she's a chick. She decided to give it one more chance and put her name in the paper, but what will come out of this? Can a chic...
SEPTEMBER 9th, 1981 - We've been playing some shows here and there at the clubs, but not as much as we would like to. We would play every night if we could.
Today, some Film student wants to follow us around and record us. We aren't too sure why he wants to, maybe he sees us as creatures of some sorts.
We're supposed to walk around the mall, and at night around the strip, but we also have a show at the Whiskey tonight that he is going to record.
We've been trying to get into the studio since we have our Album written, but it's hard- especially when no record label with pick you up. But- we found a way to do it.
Allan, our Manager- as much as I dislike him, he's easy. It's his first time managing a band so he's kind of stupid when it comes to it. Nikki wants $600 boots? He gets them, Tommy wants leather pants? He gets them, We need a record label? Allan makes one.
Leäther Records, is what it's called. I mean, it's better than nothing. We just had to get into the studio, which we're doing next month.
I think back on all of this while getting ready. "Y/N! Are you almost ready?" I hear Nikki call out. "Yeah!" I say back, as I toss my comb on the sink and look at myself in the mirror. "Well, hurry up!" He adds.
YOUR OUTFIT [MALL] - IF YOU WANT
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"Fuck you, Sixx! Get off my back!" I groaned as I quickly ruffled my hair and stepped out of the bathroom to see all the band waiting for me in the living room.
"Jesus Christ," Vince's sighed when i walked out. "I thought you got flushed down the toilet or something." He chuckled at his joke.
"Har, har. Come on, let's go." I joked as I walked out the door and they followed. "Are we walking?" I asked, to which Mick chuckled, "walking? It's a 30 minute drive from here, probably like a 3 hour walk."
"Okay...so how are we getting there?" I asked. "Cab or something." Nikki shrugged. I sighed, "give me one second. I'll get us a quick ride." — 15 minutes later, a blue Volkswagen van pulled up in front of the apartments and honked the horn.
"Our ride is here." I announced and started walking down the stairs. "Who the fuck did you call? A Volkswagen van? Thats weird as fuck." Vince poked fun.
"Kayla." I responded as we were almost at the van. Tommy immediately jumped at this, "Y/N, why didn't you warn me?" "Because, Kayla does not need to date you, T." I chuckled as I swung the passenger side open, just for Tommy to jump in. "Hey, Kayla."
I rolled my eyes and got into the back with the rest of the guys. "Fucker stole my seat." I whispered to Nikki, which he laughed.
"Thanks for picking us up, kay." I speak up. "No problem, The Los Angeles Mall?" She asked, in which we all agreed.
It was silent for a bit until I realized something. "Tommy and Kayla are wearing basically the same outfit." I gasped so only the guys in the back with me could hear. They all peeked over to see them both in pink crops tops, and grey jeans. The only difference was that tommy was wearing a black choker and black boots as Kayla was wearing pink flats that matched her shirt.
We stopped laughing eventually when tommy started picking at stuff. "What are you doing?" Kayla asked, to which he just opened up the drawers. "Dude!" She said.
"Where the fuck is your music?" Tommy asked, he was looking for cassettes. She shrugged, "I listen to the radio."
We all froze and made faces of disgust. "Why the fuck do you do that?" Vince said. "Because I like all music, it just plays." She defended. "Really? So why the hell do you look like you listen to ABBA and Funkytown?" He snarled.
"Vince, cut it out." I whispered, knowing that Kayla will eat him alive. Kayla ignored him, focusing on the drive and tommy trying to flirt with her. "I mean, you look like a Stella, doll." Vince continued. "And, by ignoring me you're acting like it too."
"Do you want to walk? You cant speak, your hair looks like a piece of popcorn and your yellow shirt really isn't helping your case, dick." She spit back. "Fuck, since when are you mean?" Tommy chuckled as Vince stayed quiet.
"I was a popular girl in school, I was a bitch at some point." She replied. As Tommy and Kayla kept laughing and talking, Vince turned to me in a whisper.
"I don't actually look like a piece of popcorn, do I?" He whined. "No, but that's only because your hair is straight." I joked. "Very funny." He rolled his eyes and took off the shirt. It was fine, Nikki was wearing a yellow shirt already anyways. Vince sat back up normally and adjusted his jacket.
I put my head on his shoulder, since I was a little tired. This was pretty normal, we didn't like each other like that, he was the closest I had to family besides Heidi and Kayla.
I felt a discomfort come over me though, like eyes were burning into the back of my skull. I slightly turned my head to see what was happening, to be greeted by Nikki staring us down with jealousy in his eyes.
When we locked eyes, I was assuming he would quickly look away, but he didn't he just continued to stare me down. I furrowed my eyebrows, asking him "what's up?" in which he looked at Vince and then back at me.
I furrowed my eyebrows again, but this time asking, "yeah? what's wrong?". He scoffed and looked away with attitude. Why is he mad about my head being on Vince's shoulder? it happens all the time.
I brushed it off for the remainder of the ride and drowned out Kayla and Tommy's flirting.
Eventually we arrived to the mall and Kayla parked. "Oh, you're coming in?" I asked, in which she replied, "I might as well get some Cassettes, and don't you need a ride home? I don't think the bus comes here again until like 8, and you guys have a show at 9." She chuckled. "Yeah, true." I smiled.
We all started to walk away from the van, but I needed to talk to Nikki, i couldn't understand what he was upset about in the car. "Hold on guys, I need to talk to Nikki..." they all stopped and turned around. "...alone?" I added. They all groaned and continued to walk inside except Nikki.
"What?" He asked once they were out of view. I pulled out my cigarette box and offered him one, which he took. After we lit the cigarettes, I asked him "What happened in the car?"
"Nothing happened in the car." He said with a straight face. "Really? Because you stared me down and then rolled your eyes at me with a scoff." I defended. He ignored what I said, and asked his own question. "Do you like Vince?"
This question surprised me, "Do I like Vince? Of course I like Vinc-" I started until he interrupted. "No, like- really like Vince."
I understood his question, and quickly responded. "No, no! He's like my best friend, he's like a brother to me! ...What- what does this even have to do with anything?" I questioned.
He just stared at me, and I could see hesitation in his eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked him, in a gentler tone. "Ah- fuck." He muttered and then kissed me.
I dropped my cigarette, taken aback from shock. He soon pulled away, sighed, and walked away while I was frozen in shock.
Why did he do that? He likes me, is that why he was mad about Vince?....Why didn't I kiss him back?!
When this all registers, he's already out of sight. I quickly try to speed walk the best I can in cowboy boots, but I couldn't catch up.
Nikki just kissed me, and I didn't react. - /please vote! ⭐️
hi guys, this chapter is a little short, but that's just the way this story line pans out since the next chapter will be nikkis pov. i hope you guys like the story so far!
