Unplanned

She was thankful it was time to go home. She was tired of dealing with the stupid people that came to her store. She checked her paperwork just to make sure she made no mistakes before locking the door and going to her car. In a blink of an eye she was home. She slid her key into the deadbolt and unlocked it. She left her shoes by the door and collapsed on the sofa ripping off her socks. She reached for the lotion to rub her aching feet.
"Oh my God!" She heard Amanda scream from her room.
"What?" She called back as Amanda came running into the living room.
"They're coming to tour in America!" She answered with her excitement spilling over.

Cherry stared at her confused hoping that she would explain.

"My favorite band in the whole world; Niji." Amanda finally said.
"Who?"

Amanda's disappointment showed on her face. She grabbed Cherry's wrist and dragged her into her room. Amanda plopped down into her computer chair and typed in a web address. When the page loaded, Cherry noticed four rather good-looking men; obviously Asian. Amanda pointed to the one that had immediately caught Cherry's attention.
"That is T.K.., the singer," she paused and when to the next, "This is Naota, the bassist. Subaki, the guitarist. And finally, this is Matoki; the drummer."
Amanda then clicked on a link that brought up one of the band's recent music videos. Cherry watched, and even though she didn't understand a word, there was something about the song that touched her. She smiled a bit as she watched the singer flit around on camera as his voice flowed throughout the room. Cherry couldn't take her eyes off of him.
"What do you think?" Amanda asked.
"They're great. What is this song called?"
"It's in Japanese. I can't really read it but I believe the song is called 'My dream'."
"Do you have it?"
"No, it just came out. It's not on a cd yet. But they are coming to tour in America after they finish their tour in Japan." Amanda answered.
"So, they're Japanese?"
"Duh," Amanda smiled devilishly, "I just had the greatest idea."
"What?"
"Let's pull off the old eighties groupie thing, and follow them on their tour. I've heard they throw killer backstage parties."

Cherry was a bit hesitant at first, but what could it hurt? She was a free woman, and they were a bunch of great looking men. It could be fun.
"You know, I think we should too. Show me some of their other stuff."

Amanda was more than happy to oblige. The next few hours Cherry spent familiarizing herself with most of their music. She was finding song after song that she just died for. They were a great band, and the singer's voice was soothing. She listened to Amanda's cds even as she laid down for bed. The band was arriving in America in just a couple of weeks. They were going to save up what they could just to travel to the airport and say hi to the band. Then they were going to follow them on their tour and see every show for a whole three months. She was nervous. How was she supposed to compose herself for celebrities? It was all too strange.