Falling in Love with The Fox

Auditions

I walked back inside after I put the drumsticks in my car. The guys were now discussing auditions. They asked me to make up some flyer ideas since I had good artistic skills. I drew up 3 quick ideas and the decided on the first one I drew. I then perfected it and gave it more detail. They sent me to the studio to make a ton of copies. So I did.

It was about a ten minute drive from Paul's place to the studio. I unlocked the door and went to the computer room. It was quiet and empty. I collected all the copies and went back outside and locked the door. I grabbed a couple from the stack and put the rest in my car with a rubber band carefully around the thick stack of papers. I stuck one of the papers in my hands to the studio door and a couple around the area.

On my way back to the car I noticed a handsome looking guy with big black long curly hair reading one of the flyers. I walked up to him.

"Interested?" I asked.

"Oh uh, yeah." He said kind of awkwardly. He had sweet brown eyes and a nice smile.

"Here." I said handing him a flyer, "just call our office."

"Thanks!" He said taking the flyer, "have a nice day."

"You too!" I said feeling myself blush a little as he gave me a warm smile. I got in my car and drove back to Paul's  house and handed him the flyers.

"Perfect, thank you. Oh and can you call into the Newspaper place and get us an add please?" Paul asked.

"Yeah, of course. Anything you want it to say in specific?" I asked.

"No just make it say what the flyers do." Paul said.

"Ok, will do. Oh and guess what happened while I was out?" I said.

"What?" Paul asked with a grin.

"Well I put out a few flyers near the studio and this guy with big black hair, probably in his late twenties, early thirties was looking at the flyers and I asked if he was interested and he said yeah!" I said a little excited that we were already getting people interested.

"That's great!!! Maybe it won't be too hard after all." Paul said. I smiled and then went and got the phone book. I looked up the post offices phone number and called them to make the ad. I told them the information and said it would be in the paper the next few days. Our manager was already getting tons of phone calls so he left to go to his office so he could keep track of calls. I and a bunch of other people were on flyer duty for the day.

I drove to the main and busy parts of the city and put up flyers everywhere I could. It was a perfect day to be outside, the sun was shining and there was a slight breeze. I was tired though once I was done posting flyers everywhere all day.

It was around 5:00 when I got back to Paul's house. Apparently calls were coming in like hot cakes.

"Is there anything else you need from me?" I asked Paul as I gathered my stuff around.

"No, but I can take you out for dinner if you'd like." Paul said with a smile.

"Sure! I'd love to. I'm starving." I said with a laugh.

"Yeah me too." Paul said, raising his eyebrows.

"You ready then?" I asked.

"Yeah, just let me get my jacket and sunglasses." Paul said. I was going to say he didn't need them and that it was nice out, but then I remembered who he was. He was Paul Stanley of KISS and no one besides close family and workers of KISS knew what he looked like because he wore makeup. So he always had to cover up to make sure no one saw his real face.

He came back out in a leather jacket and sunglasses.

"Let's go." He said taking my arm playfully and dragging me outside. We got in his limo with tinted windows. We didn't go to the fanciest restaurant around but it was pretty nice. We hurried inside and sat down. Everyone that worked in the restaurant knew who Paul was and made sure to keep his identity secret and to not blow his cover. We order and then talked while waiting for our food.

"So, how are you going to choose?" I asked with a laugh.

Paul heaved a sigh, "I don't know, I guess I'll know when it feels right."

"Yeah. This is going to have to be a lot of work, we're going to need a guy with a lot of talent to be able to get right to work." I said.

"Yeah, I don't really want any big name drummers either, you know? Like I want someone that is amazing, but no one has heard of." Paul said, with a twinkle in his eye.

"You'll find him, don't worry." I said, placing my hand on his. He smiled. We finished our food and went back to his place so I could get my car.

"Well, thanks for dinner, it was nice." I said as we stood next to my car.

"Anytime." Paul said.

I kissed his cheek and got in my car. He waved and then headed inside as I pulled out of his driveway. Once I got home I checked my answering machine and got ready for bed. Then I went to bed, exhausted from walking around all day.