DAISY JONES AND THE SIX
004. | "come and get it"

Jenny Dunne was a natural on stage, from the moment those lights hit her face to the moment she took a bow on that stage. She shone through the whole set, she was terrific.

Adrenaline pumped through her veins; she was quite literally buzzing. Her fingers were numb from the guitar strings that had been pressing against her finger tips.

She ran off the stage in pure bliss and was met with the screaming version of Graham. The two siblings collided in each other's arms, both feeling the same amount of hype flow through their bodies.

Billy came up and smacked her on the back, causing her to rip from Graham's arms and smile at her older brother. "You killed it!" Billy screamed.

JENNY: I think that was the most excited I'd ever been. It got even better after that.

ROD REYES (tour manager, Daisy Jones and The Six): Put Mick Jagger in a lineup, and a person who's never heard of the Rolling Stones could still point to Jagger and say, you can "That one. He's the rock star." Billy Dunne had that in spades.

The group had made their way back into the audience, all planning to meet outside eventually. Eddie and Jenny hit the bar immediately after, "Two beers." Eddie requested.

"How was the life of the bass guitarist, my friend?" Jenny asked, making quick conversation as they waited for their drinks.

Eddie, well, Eddie wasn't happy with the bass, but he was happy that by him playing it, Jenny was able to join the band. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her until he spotted Camila in the crowd. Then his eyes were glued to Billy's girlfriend, but he did take a glance back at Jenny every so often.

Eddie and Cami had a past; it wasn't Camila the problem; it was Eddie and his stupid little never-ending crush on the only girl he couldn't have.

Jenny took notice of it right away, the glances he gave her, the way he smiled when she filmed him, the way he always found a way to stand beside her. But since they had become friends, she noticed him back off a bit until tonight. She knew his eyes were on her when he started, but she no longer existed when Camila was in the crowd.

Something about it made her stomach turn, not in a nausea way, in a jealous way, but she'd never admit that.

"Not terrible." He leaned back on the bar counter and smiled at her. "Did you enjoy my guitar parts?" He asked, his grin growing bigger and bigger the deeper he got into the beer.

It was amazing. It was everything she wanted, but she wouldn't let him know. "Meh, they could have been better." She smirked at him.

Eddie smacked his hand across his chest with fake hurt written all over his face. "I'd like to see you do better." He challenged, stepping closer to her. "Well, I'll show you better." She replied, reciprocating his moves.

They were chest to chest, faces only a few inches away. His eyes were on her lips, both entirely wasted at this point with the pre and after-show drinks kicking in.

"Guys! Rod Reyes is outside talking to Billy; come out here." Graham yelled from the door leading them outside. Shocked. The two of them both took a step back from each other and ran straight for the door.

JENNY: and there he sat smoking a cigarette with my oldest brother; Rod Reyes was talking to us, some kids who played instruments in a mediocre band, and man, did he have some ideas.

"You need to cool it with the solos, brother. Nobody cares about your technical guitar skills. They want to sing, They want to dance." Rod puffed smoke into Graham's face, then turned to look at Jenny and Eddie with a smirk on his face. "But you kids, the eye-fucking on stage is really working for you. You have a will they won't think down."

EDDIE: I have no doubt that my face turned bright red, but I was glad she reciprocated the look.

JENNY: It was embarrassing, so embarrassing. Then he told me I'd look hotter with some highlights in my hair and some shorter, more revealing clothes. I told Rod to go fuck himself.

KAREN: Rod told me to wear low-cut shirts. I told Rod to eat shit, and that was that. 

ROD: The girls were firecrackers compared to the boys.

"The last thing I'll say, and this is key. You need to get the fuck out of Pittsburgh.  You want to be signed to a label, you want to work with Jimmy Miller, Tom Dowd, Teddy Price... " The band slowly smirked as Billy almost lost his shit. "You know Teddy Price?" He asked.

"Yeah, man. I know everybody, and they're all in L.A. now. Not London, not New York. California, my friend. That is the place you got to be." 

JENNY: We all shared a look, and after Rod left...

"I'm in," Eddie exclaimed in pure excitement. Before looking at Jenny, "You?" He asked, knowing the moment she agreed, her brothers would follow, and Warren had already decided. "Hell yeah," she smiled at them all.

"Yeah?" Billy asked again, looking at his sister. "Absolutely." Their smiles became wider.

JENNY: And we were off to California, with barely any money, no house, just a run-down van that we weren't too sure if it was going to make it and whatever food I had taken from my mom's house. Then I realized that I was not just saying goodbye to Pittsburgh; we were also leaving Camila.

The drive home from the venue was full of silent excitement, it would have been louder except for the fact they had felt immense guilt after telling Camila about their decision. She was part of the band in a way, and she wasn't coming.

Warren dropped Camila off first, and it was one of Jenny Dunne's worst goodbyes. The band was leaving the next day, not wanting to waste any more time in Pittsburgh, and she really wasn't planning on coming.

Before Camila could get out of the car, the Dunne girl's arms were wrapped around her. "Thank you," Jenny whispered into her ear. Camila and Jenny had grown close over the past year; she was always around, and Cami was the first person she looked to when she needed a friend.

She pulled back and looked at the littlest Dunne sibling, "What?" Camila grabbed her hand in hers. "Just thank you for convincing him to let me in the band, for making my brother happy and being my friend." She smiled.

Camila held the girl back in her arms, "I love you, little Dunne." She mumbled into her hair, squeezing her tightly before pulling back. "I love you too, Cam."

Before she knew it, Billy had stolen his girlfriend away, but deep down, Jenny knew this wasn't it. Somehow those two crazy kids would make it back together, Billy loved her too much to let her go.

JENNY: And she did, she did come back.

The band had already said their goodbyes to their families and friends, their whole life was packed up into a couple of suitcases stuffed into Warren's van. It was a cool and rainy day in Hazelwood, they were all slightly soaked by the time they had even gotten into the car.

The van was like their own portable bedroom. At that point, there were curtains covering the windows. Warren's mattress laid in the back, Jenny's yellow comforter that Eddie made fun of. The pillows from Graham and Eddie's beds. Lastly sat a cooler from the Dunne's house in which Jenny had stuffed full of Pb and J's and any possible non-perishable things she could find in the cabinet. The coziest van possible.

"You need help?" Jenny shouted from the inside of the van out to Eddie, who was in charge of straping things onto the top of their roof. "Let's just get a move on." He smiled at her through the open door.

But as Eddie was about to get in, one singular voice emerged from outside, "Got room for one more?"

CAMILA: I had to go with them; they were my family.

JENNY: Camila came back just like I said she would, and then our next stop was California.
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authors notes! I kinda hate this but I just needed to get them to California and we are also officially done episode 1 but I hope you guys liked it!
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