I am the Drummer's girl.... Final and completed

Fight From the inside FINAL VERSION

"You cannot believe how happy and relieved I am to hear that you have this flat available for me" I exclaimed. 

The minute I got off the phone to Roger's friend, and hopefully my new landlord, I grabbed my bag and got to the adress he gave me. It was pretty close to my new university, which would mean that I wouldn't spend a lot of time (and money) on traveling every day. It was within my budget (yah!) and the best news was - I didn't have to share anything with other tenants: I would have my own bathroom and kitchen available. It sounded like a dream come true! To be honest, it also made me suspicious, because I normally wasn't the one to have all the luck...  Maybe this landlord would turn out to be a raging psycho, or the flat wouldn't be as wonderful as he had described. What was the catch? 

Turned out, there wasn't any. The flat was absolutely gorgeous! It was on the fourth floor of a large building, with a great view. As said before, I would have my own kitchen and bathroom. Everything was very small, but it was cosy and it said "home" to me. The best thing was that I didn't need to get new furniture if I didn't want to - although the interior was pretty outdated, nothing seemed to be broken or filthy. "If you want to, you can use all of these for as long as you wish to stay" the man explained. "This flat used to belong to an elderly woman. She went to live with her daughter now, as she isn't fit enough to walk those stairs every day. She left the furniture, crockery and cutlery behind, hoping the next tenant would find it useful. There's also a coffee machine and a kettle... oh and some pots and pans".

"I'll take it!" I smiled. This was just perfect. 

As the flat was available immediately, I could go back to the hostel and grab my things and move in immediately. Which meant that I wouldn't have to spend time inside that filthy hostel. Oh, I would lose my deposit for my stay there for sure, but I didn't really care. I had found myself a flat! I was as happy as a child on Christmas morning when I got my set of keys. I had to pinch myself, why was I so lucky?

"If there's anything, please do not hesitate to call me Anna", the landlord said. He shook my hand. "Well.... uhmmm..." I hesitated. "Could you do me a favour, if it's not too much to ask?" I looked at him hopefully. "Sure thing" he smiled. "Well, I would never have got this flat if it weren't for Roger. I do owe him. Could you... tell him I said thanks?" I blushed. I didn't want to intrude on Roger's life, especially because we just had one talk together, and he had just been friendly, but I somehow wanted him to know that I very much appreciated what he had done for me. "Of course I will, dear. We don't talk every day, but if I do speak to him, I will let him know". He smiled and rubbed my shoulder briefly. I nodded "Thank you". 

And that was over three weeks ago. I had moved in that same day. Not that I had a lot of stuff to start with, but I wanted to make the place mine. I bought some flowers on the nearest market, fresh fruits and vegetables, and some other necessities. After cleaning the place and adding my own, personal touch, it really felt like home. I was so happy I could cry. 

During the first week after I moved, I had thought a lot about Roger. First of all, there was still this shock. After all, I had been a Queen fan for quite some time now, and never in a million years would I ever had dreamt that I would come face to face with my idol. Roger had always been my favourite. Yes, the blonde hair, blue eyes.... you know the deal.... I was mesmerized the minute I saw him on TV for the first time. Although not quite.... And let me explain that to you: The first time I saw Roger, was when the video for "I want to break free" was on TV. It was 1984, and I must have been around 12, 13 years old or something. I honestly thought he was a real girl, and I wanted to look like her. Yes, I was stunned by Rogerina, you could say. Later on, when I found out that the pretty girl was in fact a man, I felt betrayed. But I started listening to Queen music more and more, and I fell in love. In love with their music, and in love with Roger, the blonde haired, blue eyed drummer boy.