When Steve decided to form a band called The Sex Pistols, his best friend Violet Webb found herself swept away by the dream for a better life, filled with sex, drugs and rock 'n roll. But soon, the dark underbelly of the music industry would reveal...
"I thought John was with Violet?" Nancy piped up from her place on the sofa "Or are you guys just hooking up?"
Shit...
"What you on about?" Steve asked, sitting upright in his seat,
"I said-" Nancy began again as if no one had heard her the first time,
"No, you're just readin nonsense in the paper, I'd never... you know, wiv her" John spat, gesturing to me,
My heart fell into my stomach and suddenly its was hard to swallow.
"Yeh... just stupid NME stuff" I added, not daring to cast a look at John,
Steve seemed to relax a little, leaning back in his chair again and sparking up a cigarette "Alright then"
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Since the incident with Johnny and the guys I've been avoiding the redhead non stop, he'd even been calling the flat and leaving messages on the receiver which I just deleted, not wanting to hear his excuses.
However, I couldn't avoid him today since the pistols first record was being delivered to the hideout. A big moment for the band after coming from nothing and making themselves one of the most talked about in London, maybe even England.
I got changed into a long black dress, before slipping on my cowboy boots and a leather jacket and a scarf to keep warm. Making my way over to Steve's.
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Violet's Outfit:
As I got to the door I took a deep breath, putting on a smile before pushing it open "Ello ello" I called,
"There she is" Steve grinned,
"We've been waiting for ya" Paul told, as I hopped onto the table,
"Well I'm ere now, so open it!" I exclaimed as they all pounced on it, tearing the box to shreds, each of them snatching a record to stare at with awe,
"Fuck! That lying fuck! He's only gone and called it God save the fucking Queen" John fumed, clutching the disk in his hands,
Malcom had yet again gone behind his back, changing the name from 'No Future' to 'God Save the Queen'.
"My Nancys a fucking queen" Sid mused dreamily,
"God save the queen will get us noticed" Paul told them,
"Cheap publicity" John spat,
"No one will buy the record if they don't know about it" Steve hummed,
