The Life of Rock star

It was a warm spring morning, the sidewalks wet from sprinklers that have been put on in the nights so the grass would be beautiful during the day. The suburbs were pretty boring, not much to do and everyone seemed to act the same. Well that was the basic idea of it in Danny\'s eyes. He was a young man about 20, his eyeliner was freshly done under his eyes along with lipgloss lightly touching his lips. No Danny wasn\'t gay, he wasn\'t even bisexual it was just a style he picked up. Along with wearing pink jackets and tight pants.

Slowly running his long fingers through his hair danny out a cigarette into his mouth shoving his hands into hs pockets looking for his lighter. \"Damn it.\" He thought to himself. \"She took it again.\" It was his mother, she hated to see Danny smoke and always hid his lighter from him. Like hiding it was going to work, he knew her usual hidding places in the house, and she always put it somewhere easy. \"Ma!\" He said yelling into the house making sure she would be able to hear him. Going over to his door he heard a faint sound, sounding like she was far away but in reality upstairs. Opening up the screen door of his house he signed. \"Ma, where\'s my lighter?\" he asked leaning on the post of the stairs waiting for her to reply. \"Well.\" He heard his mother say walking to the edge of the stairs. \"What does it look like?\" She asked sounded like she had never even heard of the word. \"Don\'t bullshit me...where is it.\" Danny looked up at her watching her mouth drop.

\"Danny!\" She said her mouth dropping. \"Do not curse infront of me!\" She exclaimed feeling tears began to form in her eyes. Danny rarely cursed espacially infront of his mother. But he really had enough of her and was getitng tired of the same old thing. \"Well if you really want it...it\'s ontop of the fridge.\" She said her voice becoming weak. Danny signed looking at her feeling guilty. \"Look mom.\" He said beginning to walk up the stairs toward her. \"I\'m sorry.\" He said giving her a reasurring smile opening up his arms to give her a hug. His mother let him hug her, she was a type of perosn that could never really get mad, and when she does she will fall easy if someone said sorry. Giving her a kiss on the cheek he looked at her smiling. \"Well I\'m going out...won\'t be back until tonight.\" He said walking down the stairs and into the kitchen to get his lighter. His mom sighed. \"Tonight?...Are you going to be home for dinner.\" Danny looked out from the kitchen dor while grabbing the lighter. \"No, I have some practice then I\'ll probably eat at Dave\'s house.\" Making sure everyhting was inplace he walked out the front door and toward his car without getting a response from his mom, he knew she was just going to say something that would get him mad again, so he decided he didn\'t want to wait for her to say anything.

Getting into his car he turned the key turning it on. Shutting the door he opened his window then made the radio louder. The Beatles were playing, his idols. Ever since Danny was a young boy he loved The Beatles, they were always a inspiration to him and the rest of the band. Without them, he wouldn\'t know what he would be doing now. Fixing his mirror he looked behind him watching two girls coming. Both probably around 17 or 18 but you never really know. \"Heyyy.\" He said watching them pass by checking them out. One of the girls looked at him. She knew Danny from a rock club they went to and where his band preformed, they both mested around with eachother everynow and then but now that he had a girlfriend it had been alittle different even though he had cheated on her once or twice he still tried to be loyal in other ways. \"Hi.\" She said looking at him biting her lower lip playfully, she was known to be sort of a slut around where they lived so he can see why she still talked to him. Nodding his head toward her he smirked alittle putting his hand in back of the passenger seat backing up. Taking the cigarette out of his mouth he put it lightly on the ash tray making sure it wouldn\'t go out.

Now he was meeting his friend Sean at his house anling with there other band members John and Dave. Danny was the singer of the band, and he played keyboard. Dave played drums because he was always alittle crazy and he enjoyed them. John played bass, and Sean his best friend out of all of them played guitar. Sean was Danny\'s best friend because he could trust, even though he never actually told Sean that, he was soon.

(Sorry, so far is pretty boring, but I will get more into it as soon as the stroy keeps going)