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Date Posted: Thu, Jun 15 2006, 4:40pm PDT
Author: Remy
Subject: yesterday. all my troubles seemed so far away



Remy was use to travelling- with the band and everything, so being new here wasn’t really a huge deal. They had just finished up a performance not too far away- and had only arrived at this city only a few days previous. The performance was one of those trial deals at a local club- if the managers liked what they saw they might hire the band to play one night a week. Usually they ended up being those nights that were completely dead, but nevertheless it was publicity. A large, somewhat rusty looking, maroon coloured van parked outside of the café, and not too long after, in trooped the band which consisted of Remy plus three other guys, all which were between the age of 18 and 23- Remy being the youngest at 18 and Rico the bass and backup singer being the oldest.



Remy headed directly to the counter, purchasing a mocha frappichino from the young girl who was probably not much older than herself. Her band mates had already busied themselves by entertaining a group of girls who were seated together in the café. Remy just rolled her eyes at them as she walked by and Luke, the lead guitarist, gave a wolf whistle- joking of course- after all the band might-as-well be her family, consisting of all brothers. Remy chuckled softly, dropping down on a couch to sip on her frappichino. Sure she loved the band and everything- but sometimes they were a little overwhelming. Remy's attentive eyes scanned the people of various types to occupied the building. This place seemed to attract every kind of person- the ones who were dressed up in slick business wear, the types who wore cotton jocking outfits, the casuals- that's where Remy fit in. She wore a pair of jeans hanging loosely off her hips and a blue halter top layered overtop of a yellow tanktop.



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