Right Down Cherry Lane//Warrant •Jani Lane•

Tour

Everything was finally fine and dandy.

Jani and I were okay. I will say that Jon and I understood each other; probably way more than Jani and I ever will or do, but the heart wants what the mind does not....and there's no denying the heart.

You sure can try like hell though.

It was February. Apparently Warrants album Cherry Pie was really taking off. And they had one stupid misogynist song to thank for it, fucking Cherry Pie.

When I first heard it, I told Jani I hated it. And I still do. I always will. I mean I get why he wrote it. He was pissed off at the situation between us, and at me. He needed to vent, but just because I understood that does not mean I had to like it.

I was in the mall with Heather and Dorothea. The three of us became very close and were practically like the three musketeers or whatever the fuck. Best of friends.

"Valentine's Day is coming up, but like what the hell do I get Jani? We've only been together for 8 months." I told them as we walked out of another store. "Well what do you know about the guy?" Dorothea asked.

"We've got the same music taste." I told her with a shrug. "And?" She questioned. I shook my head. "And what? That's all I've got. Now if this was about Jon, I could tell you everything." I said honestly.

Dorothea nodded. She knew that Jon and I had history and she told me herself that it didn't bother her. I asked her about it a while ago. She said that is would be weird if we didn't acknowledge it, that it would make her a bitch if we didn't. So talking about Jon and I once being together, was a fine topic.

"You and me both." She joked. We all laughed at that.

As we continued to walk through the mall, I kept thinking and thinking and thinking about what the hell I was gunna get him, then I finally fucking figured it out.

I stopped walking when I did, which made Heather and Dorothea stop too.

"What Lor?" Dorothea asked confused. I didn't answer her right away. "Maybe she got possessed." Heather told Dorothea. I then shook my head. "I've got it." I told them.

They looked at me concerned. "Got what?" They both asked in unison. "He's in the music industry, right?" I told them, it was a rhetorical question.

They nodded, still confused. "Well he's in a kickass band, they've got Cherry Pie out...Now I don't know much about the logistics of how many albums or whatever they have to sell in order to go on tour or make more records....But whether the Record Company they're under likes it or not, Warrant is fucking going on tour." I told them, literally running out of breath.

"So...what's happening?" They asked confused. I smiled and look at the both of them. "I'm fucking putting together a tour for Warrant, some fucking way-I don't know how. But it's fucking happening." I said, determined.

They didn't speak right away. "Damn, I don't think anyone has done that before." Heather said. I nodded. "Then God willing, I am."

Later that night I went home and grabbed a notebook, a pen and made a fuck ton and I mean a fuck ton of phone calls.

Jani wanted to come over tonight and stay, but I lied and told him I had homework from one of my classes to do.

I first called Steven and asked him a few questions about their sales and shit to see if he knew how many records and how much money Cherry Pie actually made them all. I told him it was for something with my Business class.

He surprisingly did and that helped.

Yeah Cherry Pie was popular, but it didn't make them enough for the band to go on tour. Neither did their first album, D.R.F.S.R

I told him thank you and hung up, writing what he told me down. Then I got an ingenious idea.

I called Jon, told him what was up and he said he'd be over here shortly.

I eventually heard a knock at the door and I answered it. "So how are you gunna pull this off exactly?" He questioned as we both sat at the kitchen table. I ran my hands over my face. "Dude I honestly have no fucking clue." I said honestly.

"Well do you have any idea?" He questioned. I nodded. "I called Steven to see how many records of Cherry Pie and their first album they sold and how much money they earned from them. It's not enough to go on a tour. The record company ain't gunna let them." I explained.

Jon furrowed his eyebrows. "You called me why?" He questioned, not seeing his roll in all this. "Because you're in the music industry. You released New Jersey a year ago. You're about to release Keep The Faith in a year or two. It's 1990, Bon Jovi ended the New Jersey tour just shy of a year ago." I explained.

He nodded. "Yeah, but what's this gotta do with anything?" He asked, still confused.

"Hear me out, what if Bon Jovi went on tour again, to pre-promote Keep The Faith and have your opener Warrant tag along with you on that tour." I said, basically having it be a sales pitch to him.

He thought for a moment.

"What if it doesn't work out?" He questioned. "Work out? Several bands went on tour before they even had numbers, or albums, let alone names. Guns N' Roses, Black Sabbath, The Doors, fuckin-Ozzy. And it worked out. Even if it didn't, those shows still ended up getting most of those bands the momentum to become what they are today." I said, proving a point.

"You're already there, you've got four studio albums, but Warrant is still struggling. Think of it as a piggyback to help a friend out."

He thought for another minute and sighed. "Alright fine, I'll call the record company and talk to Doc." I smiled and thanked him. "You're naming this thing then." He told me. I nodded.

We sat there a minute then heard tiny footsteps running. "Daddy!" Carrie yelled excitedly when she saw Jon. "I thought I put you to sleep hours ago little lady?" I told her.

She nodded as she ran over to Jon and Jon picked her up. "You gotta be quiet Care, you don't wanna wake up your sister." He said. She shook her head. "Oh no."

In the end Carrie ended up going home with Jon along with Grace. She begged the both of us.

After they all left, I sat on the couch. This fucking tour was happening. One way or the fucking other.