The Boy With Blue Eyes {A Kurt Cobain Story}

Special Purpose

1983:
"The Them Festival. Tomorrow night in the parking lot behind Thriftway. Free live rock music"

I grinned, looking up at Kurt as he eyed me, making me grin like a crazed person.

"Hell yes! We gotta go. This could be fun. Annnnd, it's a free concert. You can't beat it!"

He looked at the flyer, a huge smile on his face.

"You should have seen the guy that gave me this. He looked like the guy in Air Supply.

I grinned, feeling super excited.

Another night out, just us and our stoner friends.

And the van. Poor old van. It's been through hell with us.

Kurt stuffed the flyer in his pocket, a little smile lighting up his face.

"Alright. Let's do it!"

I grinned, running into my room to change, hearing Kurt coming in behind me, chuckling.

I threw my shirt at him, making him laugh harder.

I grinned, rummaging through my closet.

"Bean. If you keep scavenging through your closest like that, we'll never make it there."

I sent him a mock glare, throwing another piece of clothing at him.

He chuckled, holding them in his hands.

"Bean, just go as you are. I think the bra and panties look will go over really well."

I rolled my eyes, mock laughing.

"Oh haha Cobain. Reallll funny."

He threw the clothes on the bed, walking up behind me, reaching over me, taking stuff out of the closest, grinning.

"See? You have an outfit. Now let's go!"

I chuckled, throwing on the random clothing that he picked, actually liking it.

"Nice job Cobain. Now you can add fashion icon to the list of things you are."

He rolled his eyes, grabbing my arm, practically dragging me out of the house, seeing the van parked out front.

We both looked at one another, smirking before running for the van, just about tripping each other opening the door.

One of the guys, whatever the hell his name is, laughed at us, slamming his foot on the gas, the van speeding down the road, making me scream, slightly laughing.

Kurt grinned, slamming the door shut behind us.

I blew out a deep breath, making Kurt laugh.

I punched the guy in the arm driving, making him flinch slightly.

"Damn Bean. You're feisty tonight."

Kurt huffed, rolling his eyes.

"Man she's always like that..."