Seeing Stars

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     After two shows straight, Garrett was exhausted. Although, it probably wasn't all due to his dancing, singing, or his piano playing. He slept on the bus as it was on its way to the concert venue.

     Melissa shook him violently on cue. "We must be here," he thought. He rotated his head from side to side, observing the area. There were lights, bars, teenagers, stores, and women walking down the sidewalks. Many, many women.

     He smiled at the thought of epic nightlife in this town, but soon the smile faded when he remembered he'd only be here for that night. He had a charity to attend afterall.

     He took his bags off the bus and strutted to his dressing room. His assistants helped him into a seventies themed outfit. They pricked and sewed last minute additions to his outfit. He wore long flowing pants that flowered out at the bottom. They were pink with blue flowers matched his blue undershirt and his brown floral vest. He slid into his white boots and headed for the stage.

"New York, how are we feeling?" He asked enthusiastically. "You know, the night was so pretty when I came in. What can I say New York? You've got me seeing stars." He said with a noticeable grin.

     After he ended the concert in the same way as every one before, he headed back stage, the same as every concert before. Once again he signed posters and took pictures." He turned his head and looked at a girl.

"And who might you be?"

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