Two weeks Later

February 25, 1976

The more I got to know Eric, the more we got to hanging together. It was an odd time between me and our group. Since school started up again, we've all seemed to be taking time to ourselves. Richard of course came over to mine every day. Paul and John well, they were 'avin their own adventure.

We still had the gig in March. To be honest, the space between us seemed to help me clear my mind and write a few more songs.

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I always hated my Birthdays. Waking up to mum smothering me in kisses, my brothers and sister shaking me like mad to get my lazy arse up then taking up all the hot water....but things were different now. I 'ad to admit, my first birthday with a girlfriend was really paying off.

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"Nnnff."

"Mmm"

Olivia sat in my lap in the backseat of Richard's car, our tongues down each others throats, groping each other as we snogged. Paul making a face and smoking a cigarette while John sung along to the music on the radio.

"Alright can we stop it now?" Paul asked.

"Hmmm?" Olivia pulled away from me, giving me another small kiss before catching her breath. I smiled and wiped the saliva off her lips.

"Stop. Just stop it." Paul added. "I 'ave to listen to you two snogging the entire drive 'ere. I know it's your birthday mate but keep it in your pants until later tonight yeah?"

John chuckled. "Oh come now Paul, you're just jealous cause ye don't 'ave a girl."

"No. I just want a little peace and quiet that's all."

"Were here." Rich said pulling into a space. We all got out and made our way among the other students already inside the brick prison.

"So I was thinkin after school, we all go down to Grove High, see one of the gigs down there and 'ave a little shindig to celebrate. What d'ye say?" John asked, putting his things away in his locker. I looked at Olivia, who shrugged.

"Yeah. Were down."

"Great. It'll be one birthday you'll never forget." John smirked.

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After School

Olivia and I walked hand in hand on our way home to get ready for the gig tonight. When we reached my flat, Eric was outside, washing his car. We walked over.

"Hiya."

He smiled. "Hey you lot. Happy Birthday mate, What's goin on?"

"Thanks. Not much. Were goin to a gig tonight down at Grove."

"Oh yeah I heard about that. The Who right? I hear they're gettin popular for bein a local band."

"Yeah me mates are friends with them. Richard's old pals with their drummer. Anyways, ever seen em?"

"Never 'ad the pleasure. Two hour drive yeah?"

I nodded. "Ye wanna come with us? Richard's takin his dad's van. He's gotta take a kit down. Ther'll be plenty of room."

He thought for a few seconds. "Sure. If it's not trouble."

"No problem. I think you'll get on with me mates. Come over to mine in an hour yeah?"

"Sure thing. Thanks." He smiled.

"Cheers."

Something was telling me, this was going to be a big mistake.

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