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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 refuse." Harry crossed his arms like a little kid.
"I don't give a fuck, the other buses left and this one is the only one left." Harry glared at Joey Ramone who stood outside of our bus. Jules put his arm on Harry's shoulders. "Harry my boy, I look at you as a son, and Joey will be on his best behavior or I will kick his ass myself." Joey let out a laugh as he got in the bus. Jules gave Harry a nice friendly hug before leaving in his car.
Our bus driver helped us in and shut the door. We were headed back to LA and I wasn't looking forward to the long trip, but I was excited because I was going to see Joan. Her band had really blown up and the last time she sent me a letter she said she would see me in L.A.
Our bus was us six, The Ramones which was four, Louis, and our two bus drivers who took turns. The bus had bunk beds, enough for all of us to have our own. "I think the lady should be able to pick where she wants to sleep first." one of the guys said to everyone. I could already smell the man in here.
"The wife and I will sleep in the double bed in the back, do what you will with the extra bunk." Harry grabbed my bag and walked past the guys. I followed along as we made it to the very back part of the bus where there was a little room with a bigger mattress and a mirror.
Harry tossed his stuff aside and laid on the bed. "Comfy?"
"Not in the least." I sighed sitting down and crossing my legs. "I'm sure we'll get used to it.
"Yeah." I looked over at him. "Can you do me a favor and not start a bunch of shit," he smirked.
"No promises baby." I smacked his side.
"Harry I'm serious just please, for me."
He rolled his eyes and sighed. "fine."
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Our first stop was almost three hours later, there was no bathroom and I really had to go. Our stop was in a truck stop and there was a lot of truckers hanging out by some bathrooms. Harry walked me there and stood outside waiting for me to finish. To say it was the most disgusting place I've been to was an understatement. I walked out and scoffed at how bad it smelled here.
