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"This is so different. The people, the city. its so much to get used to!" Emily said as she served a drink to the scruffy man sitting at the end of the bar. He looked like a worn out prick that just lost his job.. or maybe he was a music producer that couldnt get a start. Thats what they probably looked like, as emily presumed.
"Thanks darlin'," muttered the man as he sipped his jack daniels and scratched his almost bald head.
"Babe, you fit in here like a pea in a pod, everyone thinks your accent is hot!" replied Amy as she wiped over the bar, a third time. Emily snickered,
"You really are OCD aren't you, thats the third time you've wiped that down... and really? i guess ive always known a bit that i didnt belong down in Australia, LA feels like home, sort of, is it too early to say that?" Amy laughed,
"Hey, theres a scuff on that bench that keeps re-appearing, not my fault... sweetie youve been here for almost six months, i think its plausible to say that youve settled in your nest,"
"Yep, definitely OCD" Emily admitted with a sly look. The phone rang behind the bar,
"Whisky a go-go, this is Emily," the line went quiet and beeped, suddenly she heard a farmiliar voice,
"Emily, princess its mum!" she laughed and walked around the corner, twisting the phone line in her fingers.
"Mum! hows everything back in Aus? Missing me?" she could hear laughing from the other end of the phone
"Everyday honey, yes everything is fine, just checking in with you to see how your going,"
"Mum, im working, and this is costing you a fortune! why dont you just stick to emails?" emily argued.
"I like hearing your voice sweetheart, mothers will be mothers, anyway i wont keep you from work, hope your having fun," Emily smiled,
"The best time of my life mum, i love you. email me tonight," she could hear her mother smiling on the other end of the line, they had that kind of connection.
"Will do, love you too, bye," she heard the line go dead and hung the phone back up on the wall. She walked out to see two big-haired men standing at the bar. Two very farmiliar men to say at the least. One had straight blonde hair to his shoulders and the other had dark hair that was obviously permed and curly. Their leather pants shone in the dim light of the bar and the studs on their vest's were almost in blinding range. This was almost Emily's dream, it was only missing one person. Vince faced her as she stopped infront of them behind the bar. She was not even a meter away from the two rock stars she had only seen on MTV. Tommy smiled and punched Vince's shoulder,
"Havent seen this one around here before," Vince purred. Amy skipped to her side and whispered in her ear,
"Act cool, this is your moment," Amy knew how emily felt about Motley Crue, her favorite band in the entire universe, and they were standing in touching distance.
"She is new, from Australia. Moved here six months ago," Amy said as she poured both of them a drink.
"I can speak for myself thanks missy," emily chirped in her Aussie accent. Tommy's mouth fell open in suprise.
"Check it out man, that accent is badass!" Emily laughed as Tommy winked at her. She thought to herself thank god she was wearing her Crue shirt and those shorts that made her butt look amazing.
"What are you guys doing here in the middle of the day, arent rock stars meant to be sleeping now? its like 1pm..." Emily chirped. Vince chuckled,
"We dont have routines babe, we get up when we wanna, we drink when we wanna, so on, so forth,"
"Fair enough!" she replied. Her head was spinning but she hid it well. Tommy sat on the closest stool and folded his arms on the bench.
"So what would you girls think about a party this weekend? Nikki's feeling a bit down so we thought we should give him something to look forward too," Emily almost fell over when she heard Tommy say his name, and the fact that he was inviting her to a party made it that much harder for her to keep upright. She was speechless. Amy piped up,
"We'd love too! that would be totally rockin' hey Em?" she puched her shoulder and emilys eyes flickered back to reality and away from dreamland.
"Totally rockin," She choked as she went to get a glass of water.
"Sweet as, so 8 o'clock, heres the address to Nikki's house, dont go sending it around ya know, i trust you girls," Tommy handed us a peice of burnt paper. He probably got it mixed up with a cigarette in his pocket. She shoved it under her bra strap and Vince grinned.
"By the way, we are playing here tonight right Amy?" said Vince as he flicked his hair back. Emily's jaw dropped to the floor.
"Sure, just give us a call when your on your way so we can get the crowd out of the way and the stage set," Amy asserted and handed vince the bar's number and hers under it. Such a sneak she was.
"Well then, we will see you two lovely ladies tonight, i see we have our number one fan," as Vince pointed to Emily. She blushed a shade of ripe tomato, feeling her face burning. They strutted out of the bar and you could hear the roar of their harley's as they rode off along Sunset Strip.
"I need some fresh air," Emily called as she ran out the back of the bar and into the alley way.
"Oh my fucking god, is this really happening? did Vince and Tommy from Motley fucking Crue just walk into my bar?" she rubbed her eyes and tried pinching her arm. Everything stayed the same. That was enough for her to break into song and dance. Amy was standing at the back door laughing her head off as Emily jumped around like a kid that has had too much red cordial. Emily contained herself, fixed her hair and took one glance at Amy. She smirked,
"Use my shit in the bathroom, make yourself look fucking beautiful babe," Emily grabbed Amy by the waist and lifted her like a teddy bear.
"i love you, and i love fucking LA!" Emily twirled around and skipped into the bathroom without a worry in the world. This was her dream from the start, nothing could possibly ruin it now.