I want to be on TV / the fabulous fantasy life of Hesta, chapter 2
And surprise, surprise Stokell did, yet again, fail to sing in a recognisable key. How hard is it to cover 'American idiot' and stay in tune? If it weren't for Sam's superior guitar playing they'd have been booed off the stage by 'white noise' fans. It went over to see if he'd noticed,
"That was great, you looked more confident and, hey at least your valve didn't break!"
"Oh, yer, I got that fixed"
"Oh"
"Anyway... ..see ya"
He walked away, but didn't say bye to Stacey, which made me guiltily happy.
"Bless him you could tell he was dead nervous"
"Yeh, he should quit while he's ahead, when Sam leaves he'll get criticized so bad, he'll be throwing up before he goes on stage to 'sing'"
"Who said Sam's going to leave?"
"Harry"
"Wow your sitting on knee technique really must work"
"Yup, you just plonk yourself down on them in a mini skirt and their gossip is your gossip"
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Two weeks after, Sam quit Sonit 852 and they were left with a gaping hole the size of a lead guitarist. That's when Stacey's knee sitting REALLY became useful.
"What ya doin'?"
"Putting up a notice"
"Why?"
"We need a guitarist"
"Why?"
"Sam left"
"Why?"
"He said he'd rather be in Kendra with the lesbians than in a 'Blink 182 wannabe band'"
"Why?"
"What do you want, Stacey?"
"Well... why don't you just think of someone you already know who can join your band, rather than advertising at school, no offence but it looks kind of desperate."
"Are you suggesting someone?"
"Maybe"
"If it's Hesta forget it"
"Why? "
"She's my ex, she even admits that she's not all that great at guitar and most importantly - she'd want to sing"
"Well I've heard her play more than you have and I think she's great"
"As good as Sam?"
"Better"
"Hmmm, but my punk rock band does not need a female singer, or even a new singer"
"Look Stokell, you can't bloody sing! Have you heard yourself? You can't even keep in tune, and you expect your band to do well? Hesta's a bloody great singer and she'd bloody well drag your stupid boy band out of the pits, and you know it you just don't want anyone else to take the spotlight from you!"
Stokell stood reddening for a moment before saying to Stacey,
"Whatever"
"That was great, you looked more confident and, hey at least your valve didn't break!"
"Oh, yer, I got that fixed"
"Oh"
"Anyway... ..see ya"
He walked away, but didn't say bye to Stacey, which made me guiltily happy.
"Bless him you could tell he was dead nervous"
"Yeh, he should quit while he's ahead, when Sam leaves he'll get criticized so bad, he'll be throwing up before he goes on stage to 'sing'"
"Who said Sam's going to leave?"
"Harry"
"Wow your sitting on knee technique really must work"
"Yup, you just plonk yourself down on them in a mini skirt and their gossip is your gossip"
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Two weeks after, Sam quit Sonit 852 and they were left with a gaping hole the size of a lead guitarist. That's when Stacey's knee sitting REALLY became useful.
"What ya doin'?"
"Putting up a notice"
"Why?"
"We need a guitarist"
"Why?"
"Sam left"
"Why?"
"He said he'd rather be in Kendra with the lesbians than in a 'Blink 182 wannabe band'"
"Why?"
"What do you want, Stacey?"
"Well... why don't you just think of someone you already know who can join your band, rather than advertising at school, no offence but it looks kind of desperate."
"Are you suggesting someone?"
"Maybe"
"If it's Hesta forget it"
"Why? "
"She's my ex, she even admits that she's not all that great at guitar and most importantly - she'd want to sing"
"Well I've heard her play more than you have and I think she's great"
"As good as Sam?"
"Better"
"Hmmm, but my punk rock band does not need a female singer, or even a new singer"
"Look Stokell, you can't bloody sing! Have you heard yourself? You can't even keep in tune, and you expect your band to do well? Hesta's a bloody great singer and she'd bloody well drag your stupid boy band out of the pits, and you know it you just don't want anyone else to take the spotlight from you!"
Stokell stood reddening for a moment before saying to Stacey,
"Whatever"
