Through Chrissie's eyes

Before the debut

After dinner, the boys continued rehearsing and rehearsing, they would come to our apartment after the rehearsal, other days we would take turns, we would go out to eat pizza, so we could please everybody in our group of friends.

My new friends, I must say. I was used to Roger's company, Brian's best friend (though my boyfriend wouldn't admit it), and now I don't know if I'd be okay without Freddie and John around. Of course Freddie was the difference, the bold, the guy with crazy ideas, but in the end, (another thing Brian had to admit) were very good and worked.

John was the quiet one, that whenever he spoke, he added something that was missing from the conversation or what we were doing, and only he could see what it was. The boys were getting on so well that anyone who saw them didn't even suspect their fights when they started rehearsing together. But that doesn't mean they stopped fighting. Usually it was a childish bicker, or a disagreement here and there, but nothing close to a gladiatorial spectacle. Seeing the four coming home to the sound of laughter and excited conversations about music made me happy. I saw them coming like this after a day of rehearsal and I got excited too.

"It all worked out well today, by your faces ..." I said, after giving hi to them.

"Except for some broken strings, it went well," my boyfriend agreed.

"If you didn't get much excited that wouldn't happen," John mused.

"Don't care about them Bri," Freddie said in his defense. "The more you get excited, the better!"

"It's not good if that happens at a show." Roger raised the question.

"It wob't happen," Brian promised his friends, "I think I can get carried away and not break a string."

"You're lucky I saved you some strings as a precaution" Roger said at last.

"I wish I had seen today's rehearsal," I said.

"You're use to go to the rehearsals, Mrs. May?" Freddie asked, emphasizing the last word.

I got shocked as I understood what he said, and Brian choked on the spot.

"Sorry for causing that reaction," the band's vocalist spoke again, and I could tell he was trying to control his laughter.

"Why ..." I was still trying to recover from the shock. "Why did you call me that ... Freddie?"

"Oh, you're practically Brian's wife, and you look after us almost like a mother would," he explained to me. "Mrs. May is the perfect nickname for you."

"Maybe someday she'll be Mrs. May" Rog murmured, but I heard.

"That's ... A compliment then," I breathed, but I decided not to let him win this, he was almost killing me and Brian in embarrassment "but you know what? You three are big enough to take care of yourself, but you insist in behave like children."

"I've already apologized and if I need to, I'll apologize again." Freddie sounded genuinely regretful.

I looked at Brian for help, and the poor man could not even look me in the eye. Freddie had raised a subject that Bri and I hadn't stopped to think about much before. I didn't think I was ready to marry yet, nor did he.

" I forgive you" I ended up surrendering, but I had a special trick under my sleeve !but let's change the subject, are you going to do shows again or not?"

Brian smiled relieved that I had changed the subject.

"Oh yeah, the rehearsals have been going well and now we just need to decide where we're going to make a show," he explained cheerfully.