I Will Fix You.

Day 1

The 60's were an amazing time, great music, the summer of love, originality, no e-thots. I however was not a part of it, for I was born 40 years later...I missed one of the most amazing things of the 60's, Micheal Nesmith. Yeah sure he is still alive, but looks fade with age. I wanted to be there when he was that tall dark & handsome beast of a man. But now, thanks to the experiment of my friend Olivia's dad, I could. He was testing a time machine he built, and offered to be his guinea pig, but only if he gave me a good chance of meeting Micheal. So he gave me some things for prep, and sent me on my way. I would be here for a total of hopefully 3 months, if nothing went wrong. Today was officially day 1. I had my friend do my hair and makeup, that would not only suit the times, but also still look good. My hair was done in a bob, I had a blue mini dress with black go-go boots, and my signature black hoodie overtop. I had my cell phone on me, in my pocket, with a small, thin black brick on the case, which gave me service and internet, as neither existed right now. I was inside the Screen Gems building, posing as a makeup woman. And it was working, very well. While I was usually the opposite of feminine, I knew how to act, nobody I knew knew the 60's better than me.

"Amber dear! Could you come here for a minute!"
That was my boss, Miss Heather, I was also her assistant.

"Could you go get me and the boys coffee for me?" I nodded and she gave me some money. Then handed me a little extra.
"And a little something for yourself."

She was rather nice, I liked her.

I left the building and headed to the nearby cafe. Getting coffee for the Monkees & Miss Heather, along with a donut for me. My phone suddenly buzzed in my pocket. I picked up the order and went to an obscure corner of the cafe and pulled out my phone, it was Olivia texting me.

-How is day 1 going?-

-Pretty good! I just got coffee for my boss and the Monkees.-

- See Mikey yet? 😉-

-Seen yes, talk, no.-

-well say something, you'll regret it if you don't!-

-I'm pretty sure I'll speak to him within 3 months. Anyway, gotta go, imma talk later.-

-okay! Have fun!-

-thx.-

I put my phone away and headed back.

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"I'm back! I have coffee!!"

The Monkees pretty much RAN to me. Each taking one and thanking me. I smile at them, while I low key stared at Mike's lips, God I wanted to kiss them. It was a shame I was 16. But he thinks I'm 19, because that's what I told everyone, I wanted to give myself SOME chance. Mike noticed however and winked at me. My heart fucking stopped, my  breathing froze as well. I felt my cheeks heat up as time seemed to slow. My god did I wish Phyllis did not exist right now. But unfortunately, she does. It was a shame how horribly Mike treated her, I felt so bad for her. I wanted to fix him, I wanted him to be better, so he could be a better person. I told my self, that was my goal for the 3 months I am here.
         
                          I will fix Michael.