Back Stage
(Part one)
First Impressions
Her ears were ringing, her head throbbed, and the world
around her was pure chaos. Andrea was in heaven. She had had this day
marked on her calendar nearly 3 months ago. She was a rocker girl through
and through and now she finally had the chance to see her all time favorite
band live. It didn't bother her that their music had slipped a bit from
the main stream and that like her, they had aged ever so slightly. She was
still a spitfire with attitude and spunk and they still knew how to rock with the
best of them. She stood there gyrating and pumping her fists at the edge
of the mosh pit. She knew better than to get to deep into the crowd or else she might not make it out alive. Part of her craved the danger and pure
randomness of the pit while the sound blared out of the giant Marshall amps on
stage; but she, at the age of 28, knew a bit more than the crazy reckless 16
year old girls being thrown about in there at that very moment. She was
just close enough to savor the best of both the rock and roll world and her
fleeting youth.
As she danced away to one of her favorite songs she couldn't help but flash a huge knowing smile as a couple of guys ogled
her. She knew she was good looking and had every reason to be
proud. Being dressed in a short denim skirt and knee high cowboy boots didn't hurt much either. Maybe the fact that she was wearing
a mid rift t-shirt with the band’s name on it that barely managed to cover her
breasts could have been another reason to cause them to stare also. Couple that with
a belly ring, and the obvious fact that she worked out and had some amazing
abs, and this made her one hot chick. Girls wanted to be her and guys just
wanted her.
About halfway through the set she reached for her neck in a bit of a panic. “Good, they are still there”
Andrea thought to herself relaxing a as she clutched the lanyard around her
neck. A good friend of hers with connections had given her the ultimate hook up, back stage
passes, and now they dangled around her neck bouncing madly as she moved about.
This was going to be the best night ever. Not only did she finally get to
see her favorite band live but now she actually was getting the chance to meet
them in person. She smiled looking at her watch, only a few more minutes
and she would be living out one of her dreams. Little did she know she
was about to experience more than just one of her many fantasies.
Andrea listened to about three more songs while singing
her ass off to each of the band’s hits. For her the night was perfect and
could have ended here. To this point it had been one fucking amazing
time. The band was so much better live than she could ever imagine and
the lead singer, who had been her crush for going almost 6 years now, was not a
disappointment in anyway. “God what I wouldn't do or give to fuck that man” she
half whispered as sweat ran down her neck from all the dancing and screaming she was
doing. The band moved into their next song. It was their biggest hit to
date having, landed many awards, and it was also Andrea’s cue to move toward the
back stage door. Fire hit her belly as her nerves mounted. This is really
it. She was going to meet them, or better yet, him. Her smile broadened in
anticipation.
The guy standing at the door must have been 10 feet tall
and 10 feet wide. He instantly dwarfed Andrea’s tiny 5 foot 4 inch
frame. As she approached with her smile shrinking, he simply glared at
her. When she locked her golden hazel eyes on his he melted, turning from
an ominous beast of man to a simple and polite teddy bear. “What can I do
for you fine young lady” he asked. “I've got back stage passes to see the
band” she replied, up beat and barely able to contain her excitement. “God
I am a 12 year old Justin Bieber groupie” Andrea thought to herself as she
handed the man her passes.
The man looked them over and shook his head. “I am
sorry to say but these were all supposed to be canceled tonight. A lot of
the guys in the band ended up doing something else so we weren't supposed to
have back stage visits today.” He actually looked a bit sad as he told
her this. Andrea’s heart sank. “So close yet so far” she thought to
herself. “It’s OK” she said politely with mild disappointment on her
face, “I at least got to see them play live” she tried to sound a bit upbeat,
maybe for herself maybe for him. The man sat there, quiet for a second
staring at her, admiring her body. He could not resist just
staring. Finally he said with a sigh and smile, “Let me see what I can
do. Just sit tight OK?” he asked. He then went in through the door and
shut it behind him.
Andrea stood there kind of bummed. The music had
stopped and the crowds were filing away from the stage and out the main
entrance. After a few minutes had passed she wondered if the guy was
actually ever going to come back. The cool air nipped at her moist body.
The sweat from earlier was evaporating from her skin and it was getting
quiet. She was about to give up. “Hell girl” she said out loud to
nobody in particular. “At least you got to see a kick ass concert!”
She couldn't help but smile again when saying this. She had honestly had a great time tonight. Giving up on the
whole back stage thing she turned to go and just as she did the door the large man went through earlier opened.
The big guy lumbered back out and called to her. “Hey you weren’t gonna
leave were you?” he asked unsure. “Uhm…No I was…I was just stretching my
legs a bit” Andrea lied. He smiled at her saying “Here’s the deal, most
of the guys in band have already took off but the lead dude is still
here. I don’t even listen to this shit so don’t know his name.” Andrea
smiled. She knew his name. She had been whispering it for a few years in the
shower and when she had time to herself and her toys. She was so excited
she reached up and hugged the big man planting a kiss on his cheek while
squealing like an 8 year old school girl. Minutes later she was escorted
down a half dark hall way and through another door to meet her dream man.
The guy stood there like your typical rock and roll bad
ass; Jeans, boots and a black t-shirt, leaning up against the wall while he
smoked a cigarette. Andrea couldn't see his eyes or his face, it
was covered with his trade mark thick black hair. He stood there sexy as
hell, puffing away on his cigarette. He inhaled deeply making its tip glow cherry
red. He held a glass rocker down by his hip that was most likely filled
with jack, his favorite drink, as he smoked. “Here’s the chick” the big
guy said as he began to walk away. He waved bye to Andrea as he left her
in silence. A few seconds passed in the shadowed quiet and she assumed he
was eyeing her through his hair. “So babe,” he said exhaling a long smoky
breath “you’re the pretty girl I am supposed to spend some time with after the
show huh”. His hair fell away from his face as he stood up, flicking the
cigarette way, and put out his hand. He flashed a genuine and amazing
smile. Andrea took it speechless. Her voice was gone, her heart had
stopped and her world was spinning. “This is fucking awesome” is all she
could think. “It’s nice to meet you” he said in a gruff smoldering voice
“Now what would you like to do or talk about?” he asked. The silence after
was deafening.
To be continued…
Thomas Aiden
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