"Maria!" Sherry yelled running up to Maria and engulfing her in a hug. Maria hugged her back as she saw Mike and Jack appear. Their faces softened as they saw Maria.
"Hi..." She spoke sarcastically to Mike. He did a fake laugh and pulled her into a hug. Jack wasn't much of a hug person, but he hugged Maria. "Gosh, you guys are making me feel like I went missing." She laughed lightly.
"Ya well, we were worried about you," Jack said hugging her again. She sighed and got behind her drums.
"I'm fine I promise." She smiled softly grabbing her drumsticks. "Now let's play!"
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"Hi, Maria." Brian smiled as he got up. "Did Sherry come with you?"
"Ya, she's behind me." Maria smiled and pointed behind her. Sherry came in and smiled at the guitarist.
"Hi." She said softly making Maria's jaw drop. Earlier she was yelling at Jack for playing the wrong riff. So, it was surprising how quickly her emotions changed.
"Hi, are you ready to go?" She nodded and waved goodbye to Maria. Maria waved back still in shock. As they left she felt two arms wrap around her waist.
"How was practice?" John asked resting his chin on her shoulder. Maria smiled softly.
"It was ok I suppose they all were worried about me." She said softly. "How was your practice?"
"All good except the fact Freddie didn't show." John said, Maria, looked at him confusedly.
"Everyone else showed?" John nodded.
"We're thinking Paul didn't want to come so Fred decided to stay." Maria nodded. Paul has been coming between the band and Freddie lately and it's getting more frequent.
"C'mon let's go out to eat and then we can go back to mine or your place." She smiled softly at him. He smiled back and nodded taking her hand in John's.
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"Oh please." Roger huffed as he turned around and went to his drumset. It's the next morning at the studio. They all were doing what they usually do. John was silently writing and Brian was playing his guitar. Freddie came in late again, as usual, with Paul, and Roger was pissed as ever because Paul was saying his drumming wasn't 'top-notch'
"What Roger?" Freddie said standing up and looking at the blonde.
"I'm not good enough for you?" He asked sitting behind his drumset. "Freddie I'm the drummer and if your little pet doesn't like that I can't do anything about it." Paul rolled his eyes and John looked up from his notebook.
"Roger, Paul here knows me and he knows I like perfect things."
"And we're not perfect?" Roger motioned to him, Brian, and John. Freddie froze biting his tongue. Roger let out a scoff and stood up. He stormed out the door. Nobody said a word they all just stood there in disbelief.
