Come And Save Me, Tonight.

She's On Fire

As the water poured down over me, I realized I was alone, and I finally could relax. 

I poked my head and arm out of the shower so I could plug my IPod into the docking system Lauren and I set up a year or two back. I hit shuffle, and of course the first song to pop up was an Aerosmith song, which wasn't really a surprise to me, because of the 200 something songs I have on my here, about 100 of them are Aerosmith songs. Ever since my IPod broke a few months ago, I haven't gotten the chance to really upload all of my music, so I've been living in bliss with my Aerosmith, Rolling Stones, Beatles mix of songs.

I sat down on the floor of the shower, letting the lukewarm water trickle down my body, just thinking, and letting Stevens voice circle around me, calming me down and preparing me for the days battle ahead. 

"Hot to trot, she's a bit insane

A little bit of pleasure

With a little bit of pain

I got to be smokin' 

So I knew without a boubt

With smoke, there's fire

So I gotta boot it out

Ohhh, She's on fire."

As I got up, I finished washing my hair, and turned off the water, pulling back the curtain, and wrapping a towel around my body at the same time. 

I looked up at the mirror and wiped away the fog with my hand, as I prepared myself for the rest of the day. After brushing my teeth, and hair, and applying a little bit of make-up, I dropped the towel and put on the outfit I picked out; a simple pair of distressed blue jeans, a tee-shirt and my pleather jacket. 

I opened the bathroom door, and walked down the hallway into my room, to find a very cute Steven on the phone

"Yeah man... I don't know, like it's scary, brother.... Yeah, with all my heart and soul,.." He looked up at me and smiled, "But yeah, so meet me at Pete's Bar at.... Hey, Babe, what time should we come, tonight?" He paused, with his hand over the reciever, staring at me intently.

"Uhh... whatever time you want. My shift starts at 8 tonight, so whenever you'd like. I get off at 1 though, so don't be afraid to leave if you guys get tired." I smiled.

"Ohh, okay," He blew me a kiss, "Okay, yeah, so dude, meet me at Pete's at 8, tonight.... Yeah of course bring the rest of the band, I want all of you guys to meet her..... Oh trust me, she is."

He grinned wickedly at me, which worried me a bit, making me think back to the dream I had last night. I shuttered, and turned to the mirror to fix my hair. "Oh dude, yeah, she whips up a mean drink, best bartender I've seen, don't worry. Okay, I gotta go, I'll see you at the studio in a bit. Yeah, Bye brother."

He hung up the phone. 

"I'm guessing that was Joe?" I giggled a bit

"Yeah, Baby, it was. He says he can't wait to meet you, or your wicked bartending skills." He laughed

"Ahh the toxic twins are at it again." I taunted as I turned around and bent down to kiss him, as he was sitting on my bed.

"Mmm... mmhm, you know me so well, Babe," He joked, as he kissed me back. "What time do you have to go into work today?" 

"I have work from 10 until 4, and then I'm off and I have to eat and get ready for the Bar tonight." I sighed as I looked over at the clock. Steven noticed where I was looking, and glanced over as well. It was only 8:30. He looked back at me and The Cheshire Cat was back.

"Well, well, well, I have plenty of time now don't I?" He smiled, kissed me, and then pulled off my pleather jacket. He paused as he looked at my shirt. At first I thought he was being a boy, because my t-shirt was a deep v-neck, and then I realized what he was really looking at. 

"Where did you get this...?" He looked at my quizzically, eyeing my Aerosmith t-shirt up and down, and then staring directly at the signatures that were just above the left breast of the shirt, leading up to the shoulder. 

"Well, I told you Lauren and I went to the one of your concerts about 5 years ago, you had a t-shirt up on stage, and you and the guys all signed it, then stuck it in one of those t-shirt cannons..." I trailed off

"Yeah, I remember..." He eyed me up and down

"Well... you shot it into my section, and I wasn't paying attention to what was going on, until it landed directly in my lap." I giggled. 

"Babe...." He trailed off. 

"Yeah, what's wrong?" I was getting worried, and just then he burst out laughing

"You've been wearing my t-shirt for 5 years, and you didn't even know it!" He was laughing so hard I thought he was going crazy, "This was my t-shirt! Before we went on stage, I took it off, and changed into my stage shirt, and It was a last minute thing! I felt this urge, the force, this need to sign this shirt and throw it into that section." 

"Wow... talk about fate." I laughed, and clenched my stomach as I heard it growl. "I'm getting hungry, want me to make you something? I'm a mean cook."

"Sure, Baby, whatever you want!" He smiled and grabbed my hand as we walked to the kitchen.