1983~ After having to stay with her only friend Lars. Ember meets a godly bass player who she gets to know after a while. He's all she's ever wanted. Soon they find themselves in a interesting position.
The time line definitely doesn't add up but ba...
"I got your flyers!" I yelled while walking in the house. Lars came running from the hallway and seemed so anxious while Kirk sat on the couch shaking his head. "What's your deal?" I asked, putting the papers on the counter.
He shook his head and stood in the way of the hallway. I walked up to him and tried to get him to move but he stood in my way each time. "What's going on?" I asked with Cliff behind me now. "James!" Lars yelled as I pushed him to the ground. I walked into my room to see James trying to run out.
"Why are you in my room?" I asked, feeling the anger boil inside of me. "I was looking for an album you have!" He said putting his hands up. I sighed and walked over to my records. "Which one?' I asked, he was quiet for a moment before I looked back at him. "The Live Evil one!" he said walking back over to me.
I always knew where every record was. It was a bad habit I picked up from my dad. He would always make sure all of his records were either in abc order or by year. I happen to normally sort them by year they were made or order I got them. "Here!" I said handing him the record.
"Thanks!" He said taking it and walking away. "When you're done, put it on my vinyl player!" I yelled at him. Cliff walked up to the doorway and smiled. "What?' I asked him with a smile while putting my hands on my hips. He shook his head and walked to his room. I shut my door and started changing into my swimsuit.
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I was trying to tie my top when someone walked in. I saw Cliff in my mirror, "Do you need help, sugartits?" he asked me, walking over to me. I nodded and grabbed the cloth of my top as Cliff started to tie it.
He tied it and stood beside me, I let go of the cloth and started putting my shorts on. Cliff sat on my bed as I finished getting ready. I turned around and looked at him when I was done. "Oh! I should pack a bag. I need shit tons of sunscreen." I said grabbing my bag from the other night.
"You always think of that shit don't you?" Cliff asked with a smile. I nodded as I threw some stuff into the bag. I zipped the bag up and Cliff got up and stood next to me. I turned and looked at him. He picked me up and put me on his shoulder, "Is this gonna be a regular thing?" I asked. He just laughed and walked out of my room.
We made it to the kitchen before Lars and Kirk stopped us. "What are you lovebirds doing?" Lars asked, looking at me before Cliff turned around so I couldn't see. "Going somewhere." Cliff said, I lightly chuckled as I knew Lars and Kirk were looking at each other with 'yeah right' written all over their faces.
"I assume you guys are going to the beach?" Kirk asked walking to go get a beer. Cliff put me down and we nodded. "I wanna go!" Lars said like a child. "No! We don't want your hobbit ass around!" I said, flicking his forehead. He huffed and I could see the anger boil in his eyes.
"Beach?" James asked as he came out of the bathroom. "No.", "Beach?", "No!", "Beach?", "NOO!", "Aaaaw". I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.
I dropped my hand and looked up at Cliff, he looked at me and we both sighed. "Fine! But we are leaving right now you guys can come when you're ready." I said, grabbing Cliff's hand and walking towards the door. "What part?" James asked but I opened and slammed the door before Cliff could answer him.
I dragged him all the way to the truck before stopping. He looked at me with questioning eyes. "What part!" James yelled from the door. Cliff looked at me and I just closed my eyes and walked to the passenger side of the truck. "Marina Faire!" Cliff yelled as I climbed into the truck and started looking for music.
I found Are You Experienced? By Jimi Hendrix and waited for Cliff to start the truck. He got in and started the truck. I scooted closer to him and started switching out the music. Purple haze started playing as Cliff started down the road. "Purple Haze! All in my brain! Lately things just don't seem the same!" I sang as Cliff hummed along.
I after about a minute I turned down the music a little as it was rather loud, "Why did you say that at the record store?" I asked. It hadn't left my mine since he said it. 'HER boyfriend'
