In This Moment, At This Time

[Maria's POV, In This Moment]

Today is finally the first day of the tour. We will start off here in Southern California and make our way east. Just the thought of being on tour gets me excited. And not just that, but that we are touring with Halestorm! We will meet them at our first gig in Los Angeles and then go from there.

As I'm getting dressed, I hear Chris Howorth, the guitarist, knock on the bus door. "Hey Maria, we need to get out there, they're waiting on us." He says. "Who's waiting" I reply. "Who else, our fans of course!" I don't know what it is but I'm just not all the way there today. It's like I'm distracted by something.

Its not that it's our first day touring, I don't even have stage fright. I, I just don't know.

"On my way" I say back while adjusting my white dunce cap that reads the words "WHORE"

I walk outside and notice that Halestorm still hasn't arrived. I mean, I know they are the last to go being the headliner and all but it just seems like they would make an effort to be here on time considering it is the first day of the tour.

I think I see some very dark clouds from the east. I'm sure everything's okay, they are professionals...

*15 minutes before the show starts*

It's almost time to go on stage and I can't believe Halestorm still hasn't arrived. I speed toward my manager hoping everything is going to be alright. But that is not the case. Halestorm is no where to be found. And no one can get ahold of them because apparently I was right about there being some dark clouds. Actually, more than just dark clouds. Tornados.

After I'm reassured that everything is going to be okay about 20 times I finally start to calm down... Until I remember that the show starts in, *glances at watch* 5 more minutes!?

I start to freak out again and then I hear the crowd getting impatient. I hear my manager go out and announce that Halestorm will not be performing tonight and then there is a huge uproar in the crowd. In all of that commotion I run to the tour bus, get in, and take off.

*1 hour later*

After driving in the pouring rain for about a whole hour looking for Halestorm's tour bus. I stumble upon a strange smell. It, it smells like marijuana! I look to see Halestorm's tour bus tipped over on the edge of the deserted highway. The only thing there is the bus and the forest on each side. I pull over and run toward their bus. As I reach for the door handle a very high Arejay Hale (AKA Lzzy's brother/drummer) bursts through the door with a joint in his hand.

"Hey Maria!" he yells "Where have you been?" I can't believe he just asked me that. "Where have I been?" "Where have you been!?" I shout so loud I think I hear a few nearby birds fly away. "I've, or should I say we've, been waiting on you! We had the cancel the concert because you all didn't show up!" I don't even look at him, mainly just to keep his breath from shooting straight into my nostrils. "Well it's not our fault our tour bus ran off the road and landed like this! It's been storming this hard for a while and it's moving very slow. And with conditions like this we can't get ahold of anyone! No service!" He fires back. "Where's your sister" I say taking deep breaths. "She walked that way about a half hour ago looking for some help." he points north. "Alone!? With it storming like this!? And you let her!?" I growl back. "Oh, well." he mumbles.

I just run back to the bus and start driving north. After about driving for 5 to 10 minutes in the drenching rain I see Lzzy on the side of the road still walking in her sexy black leather jacket and red high heels. She looks stunning. I pull up beside her and open then door. She smiles with a sigh of relief and walks over to me. I grab her hand and help her up the 3 steep steps to get in. I quickly run to the bathroom to grab a towel knowing she must be freezing cold. It is just the beginning of March and it's

still a little chilly outside. I ask her if she needs anything else and she replies with the shake of her head. We sit in silence for about ten minutes until she finally says something.

"Sorry" she says. I was surprised to hear that. What was she sorry for? "For what?" I reply. "For not making it to the very first concert. I knew how much you were looking forward to it and so was I. It's all my fault, I should have told the bus driver to pull over and..." she keeps rambling on. I can't help but notice how good she looks in her outfit. Her leather jacket, those sexy blood red high heels, even the black lipstick. I am sure that I have strong feelings for her and I can't hold them back. I shove my lips against her to stop her from talking and she doesn't stop me. I caress her beautiful strawberry red hair with one hand while the other is wrapped around her tight waist. We make out for what feels like the shortest time but was actually about 30 minutes. We go from standing up, to the couch, to the bed. Right as I reach for the strap of her black bra which is one of the last pieces of clothing she still has on besides her panties. We hear a knock on the door. "Damn" Is the only thing I can think to myself as we get dressed in a hurry.

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I hope you liked it! I will continue as long as you would like. PLEASE do not think I picture Maria Brink or Lzzy Hale as lesbian or bisexual. Not that that is wrong. Or that I presume that they smoke weed. This is just a fictional story that I'm writing for fun!

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