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A young girl joins a band and go through the ups and down over a decade long career in rock music.
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Debra May was held back from life by her overbearing religious mother until she heard the soft melody of 'Stairway to Heaven'. The...
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I watched as she moved her body and sang like she had been doing this her whole life. I watched as she bowed and grabbed one of the drum sticks and banged it at the end of our set. She had to have done this before because even I, a guy that had begun playing in front of crowds since ten years old, couldn't perform like that.
As our last song ended I noticed her take one last bow before going off stage. I followed her and saw that she ran towards the back exit towards the alleyway.
When I got there, Debbie ran towards a wall, leaning forward and puking. I ran behind her and grabbed her hair letting her throw up the alcohol and nerves she held back. "You're all right," I reassured her.
She finished puking and walked a few feet away to sit on the floor. I grabbed her water and pulled out a piece of gum. "Sorry." She wiped her eyes.
"Don't, that was amazing! What you just did in there was bitch'n." She smiled wiping her mouth. "Sorry about the nun stuff, just have to hype the crowd." She shrugged it off.
"That was such a rush, singing like that and dancing on stage." She smiled. "The band probably hates me." I shrugged not knowing how they felt about this girl I hardly even knew. She blushed standing to her feet. "I think I should get home."
"No! I mean- why?" She laughed and pointed around her.
"I just vomited Harry, I'm done, I just-" I stopped her.
"Oh come on, we can dance and hang out some more." I could see her thinking but I wasn't one to push a girl into anything. "But if you want I'll take you home." She thanked me and I quickly walked her to my car.
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We pulled up to the corner where he had picked me up and Harry turned the car off. I was back in my dress and had attempted to wipe some of the makeup off my eyes but knew I would need a shower. "Sorry for making you leave the party." He shook his head. He had been so nice the whole way back.
"No you had a crazy night, let me walk you to your door." I got out of the car and he followed me walking down the street. It was about three in the morning now and I was tired. "Mitch likes you, he thinks you're a cool chick."
