James Hetfield- Whiskey In the Jar

Flashback to 1984

James was about to go perform with his band their new album, Ride the Lightning,  live in New York! Before he went on stage he had to go smoke a cigarette to calm his nerves just a little bit. He had finished smoking his cigarette when he heard a voice coming from down the floor where he was standing.

"That'll be a dolla'." James heard a pretty voice. He looked over at her and saw an average heighted girl with long, brown, curly hair and was wearing short, high waisted, black shorts with black Nikes on and a red blazer with just her black bra underneath. Her skin was a glowing tan, her face was round and paler than her legs. She had one some mascara and was chewing on some gum.

He walked up to her and she turned around to look at him with her hand caught in mid sway of her hair from her forehead. She kept her hand there for a second and James saw her big brown eyes. She smiled at him and asked, "How can I help ya?" James looked around him and nobody was there but him. He then mouthed, Me?

"Heh, well you're the only one here, so yeah, you." She giggled, and he noticed that she had a New York accent. She looked more Latina than white.

"Sorry, eh, umm, I'm James and I just.. wanted whatever you're selling." The words just came out, he was really nervous for some reason.

"Oh, well I'm not selling anything sweety, but I do makeup." He froze.

"Uh, well... c-can you try and cover this pimple? It's been bothering me for a while now." He said to her as he pointed to his chin.

She smiled at him and giggled once more, James liked seeing her smile. Her pearly white teeth and the way she chewed her gum was sort of cute to him. She pulled out a chair from behind her and sat him down.

"Sit, you're too tall for me to be doing it." He sat down and she grabbed his chin close to her face and she looked up to his blue ocean eyes and steered away. The gaze felt like forever.

"So," James broke the silence, "did you come to watch the concert?" She was going through her big black bag and then came to an answer.

"Oh, no. I only come to these things for business. I come here to do my job and then leave before all the commotions start." She looked back at him and asked, "So, James, did you come to watch the concert?" James couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Actually, I'm performing." James said confidently.

"You don't say?" She walked in front of his face, grabbed his chin and patted on some nude color cream on him.

"Yeah, I'm the lead singer and guitarist from Metallica." He thought that by saying that it would impress her.

"That's what you're called? Hmm. For some reason I read Metal-Can." She patted on some powder on his chin and she was finished. "Well Mr. Rockstar, you are finished and it's free of charge." James made a face.

"Why? Because you like me?" He sounded cocky.

"Well, no. but, once you go upstage and sweat, your makeup will more than likely come off." She laughed with her hand covering her mouth. That vision of her smile was all it took for James to ask, "What's your name?"

"Anaya. Anaya Morales." James got up from his chair, extended his hand towards her and she reached towards his hand. As they were shaking hands, it was dead quiet for the both of them, the sounds of cheers, screams and people popping fireworks was fading out in their background.

"Nice to meet you Anaya." James couldn't stop looking at her big eyes, and she wasn't hesitant in getting lost in his eyes either.

"It was nice meeting you too. I hope all goes well tonight for you and your band and I wish you much success in your career." She let go of his hand, picked up her bag and started walking out.

"Hey, wait!" James sprinted towards her, "You don't want to stick around and listen to our band?" James was holding her by both arms.

"No, I should get going and you should too, it's almost showtime Rockstar." Anaya laughed once more and began to push him towards the backstage door. While she was pushing him, James stopped her and said,

"One song." He lifted his finger that had a skull ring on it.

"What?" Her smile faded.

"One song," he repeated, "listen to one of our songs and if you like it, you stay and wait for me 'till the end of the show."

"And if I don't like it?" She raised her eyebrow at him and crossed her arms.

"Well then, you can leave and I'll never bother you ever again." James grabbed Anaya's hand with one hand and with the other her black bag of makeup. He made her run with him to the backstage. "We just released a new album, here, put these on. Don't want you messing up your hearing." He handed her a pair of some gnarly looking headphones.

"How will I know if you're any good with these big ass things on my ears?" Anaya placed them by a chair and watched as James got on stage and started performing.

-For Whom the Bell Tolls, played first.

By the end of Ride the Lightning, James looked back and Anaya was gone. James was a little disappointed she didn't stay.

-Fade to Black, was next. They played about 10 songs after and finished. James was going downstairs to go outside and smoke another cigarette. When he opened the door, there was a loud, THUD!

"Sorry!" Called a girl from behind the door. It was Anaya, she looked happy to see James.

"No, I'm sorry, I should be more careful opening doors." He said instantly blaming it on himself. "You came back?" James said now smiling.

"I never left, I misplaced the headphones you gave me and wanted to keep listenin'. So, I went outside to listen clearer and had trouble getting back inside." She smiled at him sort of embarrassed.

Before James knew it, her grabbed her hand again, pulled her in and kissed her. Anaya pushed him back seconds after and looked shocked, she was still clinging to his arms. James went near her face, this time slowly and she kissed him. They broke the kiss and both looked scared, pale and strange.

"Do you have anywhere to be tonight?" He asked her.

"No, actually, my family is out of town. No curfew."

"Curfew?" James asked confused. "How old are you?"

"Just turned 18 in March, how old are you?" She asked him.

"Just turned 21 in August." He replied.

*END OF FLASHBACK*