"Rose!" I yell as I walk down the stairs."Darcy!" She mocks.
"Look I have this idea." I say.
I carry down my sketchbook to the kitchen table. I open it up to the page I was up all night working on. I think I've finally came up with a good band name and logo. Kristallnacht written in jagged letters, like broken glass. Rose, Jewl, and Jade crowd around my book.
"How do you even say this?" Jade asks.
"Kris-tell-knocked." I say.
"What is it?" Jewl asks.
"The Night of Broken Glass, a massive German attack on Jewish homes and businesses. November 9, 1938." I explain.
"What textbook did you swallow?" Rose asks and I smile.
"Grade ten history." I laugh.
"Night of Broken Glass? I like that." Jade admits.
"Me too." Jewl agrees.
"You're a genius, Darcy." Rose smiles.
"You guys know what this means, right?" I ask and they look at me. "We have a name. We can start to build up who we are. We have a calling card now, we can write songs, do shows, start a demo."
"We're on our way!" Jade and Jewl sing and we laugh.
Two Weeks Later
Tommy
We sit in a bar and this new band is playing, they're name was on the sign but I can't I can pronounce it. It's like German or something. Anyways, we're all talking and drinking and having fun. The owner of the bar steps up onto the stage and taps on the microphone, vibrations rattle in the speakers.
"Okay everyone." He says to the packed bar. "We have a new band playing tonight. Now I can't tell you where they hail from because they come from everywhere and anywhere. Please welcome, The Night Of The Broken Glass, Kristallnacht!"
Everyone claps as a group of four girls steps onto the stage. A group of four familiar girls. A blonde singer, twin guitar and bass players, and a redhead sits behind a drum set. Rose, Jade, Jewl, and Darcy have taken the stage.
"Hey Vince, know them?" Mick asks with a laugh. "I think they could beat you senseless."
"You're not wrong." He admits quietly.
"What about you Tommy? Redhead sits behind the drums, your dream girl?" Nikki wonders and I shrug.
"Maybe." I say.
"Have you ever had a real conversation with her?" He wonders.
"She was more worried about making sure the twins didn't get fired." Vince laughs.
"So why don't you talk to her after their set?" Mick wonders.
"I don't know, man." I say and Vince smirks.
"You're not scared of this little drummer girl?" He asks with a laugh and I shake my head.
"I'm not scared of her." I mumble.
Darcy is gorgeous, I mean there's no two ways about it. There's something about her--something that's not present in other girls, maybe it's that blood red hair. She walks around like she owns the world but carries the most innocent smile. In all honesty I don't believe it's all that innocent, I believe that there's more to that smile. Like Darcy is a good girl with a heavy metal side, I mean she's a drummer for Christ's Sake. There's definitely something about her.
I watch her preform on stage. There's a great on stage chemistry between the girls' band. One of the twins (the one that plays bass) and Darcy make faces at each other then laugh about it without stopping their song once. Darcy looks to be in her absolute glory while on stage and bashing on her drums.
Their set finishes and they get off the stage.
"Not bad for a bunch of girls." Vince says quietly. "You gonna talk to her?"
"Yeah, maybe." I say.
Darcy
"Rose! Look at these!" I say as we step off stage.
I hold my drumsticks out to her and she laughs. I have a bit of a habit of snapping them while playing and they'd go flying into God knows where (probably hitting someone in the face). I just get a little hyperactive and excited, that's all.
"They are in one piece." I say and she smiles.
"Shocker." Rose says and I shrug.
"Still in one piece." I say as I slide my sticks into my back pocket. "Hey bartender!" I call.
"You're pretty loud, aren't you?" The bartender asks.
"She's a drummer, I think she's a little deaf." Jade says and I laugh.
"What?" I ask.
"I think you're deaf." She says.
"What?" I laugh.
"Oh fuck you!" Jade laughs. The bar tender laughs and shakes his head.
"What can I get you girls?" He wonders.
"Jadie will have a screwdriver. Rose will have a appletini. I'll have scotch. Darcy drinks bourbon." Jewl yells and he nods.
We get our drinks and pay then we go to sit at a booth. I put my sticks on the table and Jewl picks one up. She starts to (or try to) twirl it between her fingers, I laugh and pick up the other one while showing her how to do it. The four of us talk and joke around for a while. We drink and it's just fun, I mean these girls are my best friends.
I go back up to the bar to get more to drink, leaving my friends behind. That could be kinda dangerous. I order my drink and lean against the bar. My back starts to get wet and I jump up, on the bar right where I was leaning is spilt water.
"Urgh fuck me!" I hiss and someone laughs.
I turn around to see Vince's tall friend. The drummer, Tommy.
"At least let me buy you dinner first." He laughs and I smile. "I'm Tommy, we kinda met the other night." He holds his hand out to me.
"Yeah, I'm Darcy." I say and he grins.
"Pretty name. I saw you up there earlier, you're really good." To.my says and I smile.
"Thanks." I smile. "You're pretty good too, we saw you in concert a couple years back."
Rose
"Look at them!" Jade says.
Tommy and Darcy are standing at the bar talking. Darcy's face is plaster with the biggest smile I've ever seen on her.
"I knew they'd end up together." Jewl says.
"They're not together yet." I remind her. "But it's coming. I can feel it."
Vince
"Look who grew a pair." Nikki says and I look back.
Tommy is talking to Darcy at the bar. He's smiling and looking down at her. Tommy really likes this broad.
"Ten says he gets in her pants tonight." I say and Nikki laughs.
"You're on because the broad isn't that easy." He states.
"We have a bet, boys."I laugh and rub my hands together.
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In Drummer Heaven
FanficNo one knows Darcy's story, not even her band mates. Rose, Jewl, and Jade all have their theories but none of them know for sure. It would take something special to get into the lockbox that is this drummer's past. What if that somethings special is...