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Date Posted: Fri, Jun 02 2006, 11:26pm PDT
Author: Paul
Subject: He had just played his last set but the crowd was chanting for an encore and who was he to deny his fans? Seconds later the stage lights went out and he was illuminated in the spotlight. His low voice came out across the crowd. "So this is the new year..." When the crowd started going wild the band kicked in and the last song was performed with gusto, ending to cheers and catcalls. This is what he lived for, this rush and the cheer of the crowds, the adoration of fans and the sheer appreciation for his talents and music. He turned back to the band, grinning at them and teasingly clapping his hands. They had all worked hard to get where they were at though even though he was proud of the moment, he couldn't help but wish his girl was there. With a grin, he playfully bowed before he was suddenly tackled by a little four foot eleven blonde pixie, her legs around his waist and her lips planted firmly to his right there on the stage, in front of everyone.
In reply to: Isabelle 's message, "

All the stars are out tonight
It feels as though I might
Make some sense out of this madness
" on Fri, Jun 02 2006, 11:07pm PDT


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  • Who's to say where the wind will blow... -- Isabelle, Fri, Jun 02 2006, 11:35pm PDT
  • He had been a little thrown off when the girl had tackled him and until he disentangled himself and set her down he was totally confused. When he finally broke away though, his face broke into a broad smile and he hugged the little girl tightly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. With one more bow, he took the girls hand and led her to the side of the stage, talking quietly with her as he ducked his head down so he could actually hear her over the din of the crowd. When he did look up, he spotted Belle and smiled at her, waving her over to where he was standing. He didn't see a problem, really, he would just explain the situation to her when she got over to him. The little pixie was an ex from years ago, when he was a teenager actually, just wanting a chance to play somewhere and they had broken up when she moved to california and he had gone to New York... (NT) -- Paul, Fri, Jun 02 2006, 11:45pm PDT
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