Another day and I still hadn't caught sight of Brian, Mick or Keith. I could've missed their show already and then I bet They wouldn't be talkin' to me no more. Business was running low so I walked around the store and regarded the records.

I found my favorite one and brought it back to my record player, put it on the turntable, and let the needle go down. The sweet blues sound that erupted from the record player was absolutely stunning and I lost myself for a while.

Minutes turned into hours and I still had no idea where they were playing. But just as I was about to close up, Brian came running up to the store. He was already dressed to go on stage and had his guitar slung over his shoulder.

"Katie! Katie? Are you there?"

He pounded on the glass seeing as I'd already locked the doors. I rushed over and unlocked the door.

"Good, hi Katie, why aren't you at the Richmond club? That's where we're playing tonight" he puffed "didn't I send Mick to tell you where it was?"

"Ya, he came but he didn't exactly tell me where you guys were playing though" I replied.

"Here, I'll walk you if you want to come" he said

"That's ok, but shouldn't we be running" I gestured to his clothes.

He looked down and seemed to notice his guitar for the first time.

"Ya ok, as long as you don't mind though" he shrugged, " 'course I don't mind" I laughed, "alright, let's go then" said Brian. And then, we ran.

When me and Brian walked into the club, all the others were just coming out on stage. "Got to go...love" Brian whispered, then he ran up onstage to join the others. Love? Hmm. There performance was marvelous and after, Brian asked me if I'd like to come backstage. "That's right, this place has a backstage" he'd grinned. Backstage turned out to be a dingy little room behind the stage that had 6 glasses of water and a table with some chairs.

"Ain't it pretty, Katie?" He asked, and I replied "Indeed" with a nod. He was so sweet, nobody had really been sweet to me before.

Brian's POV:

She was a very pretty girl, with big green-blue eyes and brown hair. I knew I had to meet her.

"She's a keeper ain't she, Brian?" Mick had whispered to me backstage,

"Ya, you got your eye on 'er too Mick?". "Naw, she's not for me man, I ain't seen anybody I like yet" he shook his head.

Well, that's good, I would get to actually get to know her than. Mick was always getting the winks, I just hoped Katie wasn't going to fall for him....because that..would suck. Jumping up onto the stage, I was glad to be up there playing again. I'd just made it 'cause I had to go find Katie, Mick had screwed up and not told the date of our performance...or where we were even playing. I was gifted, in one way or another, I played a lot of instruments and I had an IQ of 135.

Coming back to the performance at hand, I realized it was time for the slide solo. As I was playing, Elmore James style, Keith looked at me, made a weird face, and pointed toward the crowd. I looked into the crowd and smiled 'cause there was Katie, dancin' round to the music. She looked up caught my eye, and waved. I was about to wave back, but then I realized I'd have to let go of my guitar and that would stop the song.

So I just mouthed "hello love!" And winked.

After the performance, I had invited Katie backstage. But Mick and Keith were screwing around and jumpin up and down just 'cause I had brought a girl backstage, I just knew I was gunna here about this later. "Brian? You there?"

Huh?

"Oh, oh Katie hi, how'd you like the performance?" I stumbled over my words and I could hear Keith and Mick in the background snickering. I showed Katie my guitar and while she was looking at that, I turned 'round and glared at the two. Was it a mistake to let Keith in? But Mick had a pretty good voice, I guess I'd have to learn to live with Keith. After I saw Katie off, me and the boys walked home.

"Keef? Do ya like that Keef?!" Mick yelled

"yes I dooo, me name is KEEF RICHARDS!" Keith hooted.

Jeez I shook my head, was I gunna have to listen to this all night? Me, Mick and Keith said bye to the others and headed off to Edith Grove, where our apartment was. We all got home and flopped onto the bed, I fell asleep almost right away. At about 2am I woke up to the sound of guitar and Mick's voice. I shuffled out of my room and into Keith's room, where the sounds were coming from.

"What you guys doin' at freaking 2 in the mornin'?"

I mumbled.

But they just looked up Mick said "well, I went to get a snack, and then I decided to go see if Keith was awake" at that point Keith took over, "and I happened to be sitting on my bed fiddling with my guitar" Mick again, "then we found a marker..." He trailed off and that's when he and Keith started laughing. That's when I noticed two bottles in the corner of the room, I put my hand on my face and raced to the bathroom. Great just great, Id be starting the day at 2am, with two drunk roommates and now...with a mustache. "Hilarious! Juuust hilarious guys!"