I Thought You Were a Bitch

Chapter IV: Oh, you like wine too!

Catherine's POV

 When Trevor and Thomas told that we should record our next album in the United States I was uncertain in the beginning. I loved my homeland, I loved England and I didn't really want to leave. I also loved touring in Europe because I could always fly back to England if I wanted to. When I first heard that another band is going to be in the studio with us I wasn't happy but guys talked me into agreeing.When we landed in Los Angeles on Monday we headed straight for the studio. Thomas said we would go to the house he had rented for us later. He was so excited about meeting his old pal that he could barely stay put.When we reached the studio guys stayed in the car to talk something about equipment but I wanted to check out the studio immediately. Also I wanted to see all famous Fleetwood Mac. I kind of liked their music.

 Thomas said they had a lead singer who had posed naked on her and her boyfriend's solo album's cover. I hated girls like that. Selling sex instead of their music. I tried not to judge but I couldn't help it, I tended to have prejudices about people who took their clothes off to sell their shit. I didn't see this as art in music, I saw it as a musician who wasn't good enough to sell her voice without selling her body. I wasn't exactly a shy person but I was quite reserved when it came to certain things.

When I walked into the studio the first person I saw was this exquisite blonde blue-eyed woman. She was tall and lean and I really had never ever seen a woman this gorgeous before. I wanted to jump into her eyes because they reminded me of crystal clear blue water of lake Crummock Water back in England. I thought she was the one who had posed naked on the cover, so I decided to put on my evil face just in case. I realised the second she opened her mouth that she was not Nicks as I knew Nicks was American but this woman had a thick British accent just like me. When she told me her name I almost fainted. Christine McVie... how sweet it sounded, she was a true English rose. My first thought was to write a song about her. It was clear I had insulted her by calling her "the other one". I didn't even try to change my behaviour. She was a tough cookie just like me. Unfortunately I soon discovered she was married to a man whose first sentence to me was flirtatious. Why was she with such a guy anyways?

Then as I walked off to see why the guys had stayed behind for so long, Stevie Nicks pumped into me. Besides liking to take her clothes off, she also didn't seem to care where she was going. Our meeting wasn't pleasant and I just had to tell Thomas that Nicks wasn't hot at all when she could hear us. To be honest I actually thought she was pretty cute, not hot because she looked so young like a teenager, but very cute and sexy in a cute way. Christine was totally hot though.

I went outside but instead of going back in with the guys I took a little stroll down the street. I had to get my head clear. I couldn't stop thinking about the gorgeous lady I had met a few moments ago. I wondered how old Christine was. She looked a bit older than me and I was 27. Perhaps she was 30 or 30 something? And she was already married. I was 27 in a well-known rock band and totally single. I had dated a few guys in my life but in my heart and soul I was more into women but no-one knew about it except one of my old girlfriends Mary Ann, who now had been dead for three years. I was 24 and she was 23 when she died in a horrible car crash in London. I was on a tour with Acker North and we had a concert in Paris the day her accident occurred. She was drunk and crashed into a truck while speeding. I cried for days, I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. We had been secretly together for 8 months.

Two years after her death I shortly dated a person from our tour crew. One of the bodyguards, his name was Matt and I really liked him but when Thomas found out about me and Matt he went nuts. Thomas had been in love with me since we first met. I was 17 and he was 22. Of course he had dated many chicks but he always had left them. He had told me so many times that I'm the only one he truly loved and wanted and he wouldn't ever quit trying to win my heart. I felt sorry for him. He was a nice guy but I saw him as a friend, also I was still mad at him because Matt got fired because of his stupid jealousy. He was so jealous that he started to nag at Matt all the time so finally Trevor was forced to agree with Thomas and he asked Matt to leave. I didn't have much choice, so I broke up with Matt.