Love Buzz -Kurt Cobain

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MARCH 27, 1987, Aberdeen, WA

           THE sound of The Pixies where is my mind awoke Emma Piper from her deep slumber. She had planned much studying for her finals coming up soon. And she wouldn't get anywhere with her brother playing his vinyl too loud.

She walked over in her matching pink button up pajamas to Danny Pipers bedroom door. She twisted the knob to see him tapping his drum sticks along his desk to the rhythm of the song.

"Ah! Pippy Longstocking is awake!" He said pulling on her two French braids now made a mess from sleeping on them.

"Yeah, you're vinyl woke me." She said slapping his hands away from her hair.

"Pop quiz what song is this." He asked her spontaneously.

She listened to the lyrics playing

Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?

"oh Brother , this is too easy. Anyone with working ears knows this is Where is my mind by the pixies on surfer Rosa album dumbass." She said as she stole the slice of pizza off her brothers desk.

He fist bumped her before coming to an idea. "Hey, me and some of my friends are going to Big Bills tonight for a show. Want to come?" He asked her.

"Miss out on the smell of beer and drug dealers, Sorry hard pass." She said turning around.

"Hey!" Her brother ran in front of  her.

"Give it a chance, we can leave if it's garbage." He proposed.

She huffed. "I suppose if we are home before one and I'll have to work on studying for finals. We can go." She said.

"I'm so glad my little sister is making good decisions." He said sarcastically as she walked to her room. 

As you may or may not have been able to see, Emiliea had turned into a bit of a wallflower. She didn't hang out with people that much as she had shunned herself from all of society other than partners at school or her family members as she didn't feel accepted. The tinniest voice in the back of her brain controlled her. And that was the same voice that told her she was not accepted.

At eight o'clock that night, Emma and Danny snuck out of their house heading to a concert. They knew their mother wouldn't just let them go.

After not to long of a period of driving, they had arrive at Big Bills.

They walked to the front door greeted by the doorman.

"Hey Danny. This the famous Emma?" The doorman said.

"Yeah. Emma this is Bigs. Bigs this is my sister Emma." Danny said.

"Nice to meet you Emma, come on in." Bigs said stepping out of the doorway.

Emma's hands shook as she entered. Their where men, much older than her at the bar downing every drink they were given. She couldn't help but feel intimidated by her environment.

Her brother realized she was scared.

"Is Emma scared?" Danny laughed pulling his sister infto a hug.

"Of course not you dumbass." She told him pushing him off of her playfully.

"Wherever these friends of yours?" She asked moving towards on of the tables in the front of the audience.

It's not that she thought she was better than everyone, but judging off the atmosphere she guessed they were druggies like the people around her.

"Up there." He brother pointed to the stage they faced in front of.

A had shut up once the music had started. The guy playing the bass was wickedly good, And tall. But mostly Unfairly good. The one on the drums was also good. But the guitar was amazing. And the guitar players voice. It made
Emma focus completely on that voice. She couldn't help but notice his long blonde hair. Not like any other boy she had seen before, he wasn't the slimmest boy she could have seen but he was alot smaller than the Macho males that had harassed and bullied boys like him at Weatherwax high school.but she stopped thinking about that  when he turned her direction his eyes. Emma has seen many pairs of blue eyes, but none that made her feel whatever it was she felt. They weren't just blue. They were like she shad starred into a endless ocean of angelic heaven.

Before she had known it, the show was over and Danny wanted to go backstage to his friends and to introduce Emma.

They walked backstage to the band room to talk. They opened the door to revel the bassist standing in front of it.

"Oh Danny, I was just coming to get you." He smiled. This dude really was tall. At least seven feet.

"Krist!" He said brightly. That's what the bassist name was.

"Oh this must be your sister emma." He smiled. He had to look down as he was so tall.

"Hi Emma, welcome to the Island of misfit toys." A voice behind him said.

"And thats Chad." He pointed behind him to the couch that Chad sat on. As he move out of the doorframe he reveled a pack of cigarettes behind him.

"Can I have one?" She pointed to the pack.

"What?" Krist asked turning around. She hadn't noticed her brother on the couch having a full conversation with chad.

"A cigarette." She asked. She didn't smoke. At all. But she was planning on doing it at some point. And she thought she didn't look so out of place if so.

Krist handed her a cigarette and lit it. She was about to Bring it to her lips before it was ripped from between her fingers.

"Are you over the age of twenty one?" She heard a voice by her. She turned to the side to see the frontman of the band she just watched preform staring at her with daggers.

"I-Uh-I'm." She stuttered. 'Nice going Emma. Now you seem like a criminal' she thought.

"I'm just joking with you." He smiled. His eyes were even more mesmerizing up close. Emma could have easily lost herself in them right then and there.

Kurt also had admired her beauty. Her soft browneyes and light brown hair. Her eyes weren't just boring hazel they had something weird about them. And he thought it was amazing.

They had both snapped out of their fascination with each other to greet.

"I'm Kurt. Kurt Cobain." He said while putting the cigarette he had snatched form emma to smoke.

"I'm Emma. Well my name is Emiliea but I prefer to be called Emma and now I'm rambling. I'm emma piper." She said quickly. He giggled.

"I like your name. Is it okay if I call you Emiliea. I just really like it." He said while his eyes are squinted.

"Kurt here has always had a thing for old fashion names." Chad said walking up to the pair.

"Oh." Emiliea blushed.

"Shut up Chad ." Kurt said as his face turned red. Kurt looked down at her Melvin's shirt.

"How is it that we had not met?" Kurt said.

"I don't know my brother barely tells me anything." She said.

"He's just protecting his little sister from troubled weirdos." he said.

"I know what trouble is and you're definitely not it." She laughed.

Kurt walked up to her dropping his cigarette in the ashtray.

"Well I guess you don't know me." He said closely to her face.

He was right. But one thing was known. If it was up to her, she would.