DerykInuTaishou
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ok this is my first story. i hope that its up to my sister's expectations, if not, oh well. umm this is just an idea that i wanted to play around with and see what happens and all.
The guys paced back and forth in the dressing room. they were stuck in the room untill they could find someone to fix their guitars. it was just their bad luck. But how could all eight guitars snap all of their strings at the same time when the guitar techs just quit. There was a knock on the door. Chester opened up the door. Their manager, Bob Dallas, came in.
"Guys, I found someone who will work the guitars untill we can find someone more permanent. She's working on your's Mike, Brad she already has yours finished. I've never know any one to work as fast as she does."
Brad put his headphones on and followed the guys out. There on the table just out side of the dressing room, Mike saw his beloved guitar. The strings being pulled taunt with what looked like practiced and soft hands. his eyes followed the hands to the arms. they were lean and tattooed. He traced with his eyes the Linkin Park tattoo that was set against a spider web background. He tapped her on the shoulder.
"Umm just so you know i only use it for the songs...."
"That you tune to drop 'd' tuning, D A D G B E."
The girl said as she pulled the last string tight and gave the nylon string a little puck. she then handed him the guitar.
"Here and good luck mike."
"Uhh thanks."
Mike said as he put his hat on. Mike felt a little shaken by this new girl. He hadnt been shaken by anyone since he met anna.
(after the show)
"That was nice mike!"
Chester said as he gave his best friend a slap on the back.
"yeah I guess so."
Mike said, his mind clearly on something else. suddenly he felt something wet on his back.
" Holy ****!"
mike cried as he had two bottles of water dumped on him.
"What was that for?"
Mike shouted as he whirled around to face a guilty looking chester and joe. He glared evily at them. Joe raised his hands up in defense.
"Chester made me do it."
"Chill mike, somethings stuck up your *** and you need to get it out. talk to us man."
Mike gave them both the finger as he grabbed his towel and started drying off his blue hair. Mike looked up in time to catch a glimps of the girl picking up his and brad's guitars from up off stage. He watched her practiced hands take a cloth to the neck of the guitar. He had never seen anyone other then he and brad take so much care in holding and polishing the guitar. but no matter how much care she used, her tattoos intrigued him.
so tell me what u think.
The guys paced back and forth in the dressing room. they were stuck in the room untill they could find someone to fix their guitars. it was just their bad luck. But how could all eight guitars snap all of their strings at the same time when the guitar techs just quit. There was a knock on the door. Chester opened up the door. Their manager, Bob Dallas, came in.
"Guys, I found someone who will work the guitars untill we can find someone more permanent. She's working on your's Mike, Brad she already has yours finished. I've never know any one to work as fast as she does."
Brad put his headphones on and followed the guys out. There on the table just out side of the dressing room, Mike saw his beloved guitar. The strings being pulled taunt with what looked like practiced and soft hands. his eyes followed the hands to the arms. they were lean and tattooed. He traced with his eyes the Linkin Park tattoo that was set against a spider web background. He tapped her on the shoulder.
"Umm just so you know i only use it for the songs...."
"That you tune to drop 'd' tuning, D A D G B E."
The girl said as she pulled the last string tight and gave the nylon string a little puck. she then handed him the guitar.
"Here and good luck mike."
"Uhh thanks."
Mike said as he put his hat on. Mike felt a little shaken by this new girl. He hadnt been shaken by anyone since he met anna.
(after the show)
"That was nice mike!"
Chester said as he gave his best friend a slap on the back.
"yeah I guess so."
Mike said, his mind clearly on something else. suddenly he felt something wet on his back.
" Holy ****!"
mike cried as he had two bottles of water dumped on him.
"What was that for?"
Mike shouted as he whirled around to face a guilty looking chester and joe. He glared evily at them. Joe raised his hands up in defense.
"Chester made me do it."
"Chill mike, somethings stuck up your *** and you need to get it out. talk to us man."
Mike gave them both the finger as he grabbed his towel and started drying off his blue hair. Mike looked up in time to catch a glimps of the girl picking up his and brad's guitars from up off stage. He watched her practiced hands take a cloth to the neck of the guitar. He had never seen anyone other then he and brad take so much care in holding and polishing the guitar. but no matter how much care she used, her tattoos intrigued him.
so tell me what u think.
