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Post by Danni Carney on Jun 23, 2008 19:45:51 GMT -5
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Post by hinata on Jun 23, 2008 22:00:48 GMT -5
Hinata had been here his entire life. He never remember anything more than this place. He's been on tour and done all the musician boy stuff, but still found his way back here some how. This was his home.
His room was decorated with all his favorite bands, ranging from temporary rock artists to hard core metal bands. He was a guy with a wide taste in music. He kept a note of all the bands he's seen live and and all the bands that are still on his wish list. His dream as a young boy was to become a hard core rocking artist, and his father was always the one to give him his push to go for it. In so he did. He made the best of friends and they joined together to make a rocking band called the "Seven Deadly Sins".
He begun the band when he was fifteen and it has been at it for four years now. He loves the privileged life, though he had been living in a blanket of money ever since he was born. His father is rich and owns many cooperate business all over the country. Hinata never cared to know of his father's work, but it seemed to keep his father away from him from time to time going off for work trips.
Hinata found his way through music, it enlightened his soul and kept him from turning into a rebel. Since most do with the lack of parent's supervision and guidance. He learned all the important life lessons through the music of talented artist. It inspired him to become something just like that one day. A person that will teach the world strong values through music alone.
Hinata has always been a writer, writing lyrics to music or poems that are then turned into songs. He had his guitar always around and always figuring out something new to play. He would just sit up in his bedroom writing songs until something came to mind and he would actually play it on his guitar.
He finds his way by looking at other people and their environment. The human being could be so interesting that most people would never think twice about it. He found life as a blessing and thought to sing about it. Not only does he sing about life, he sings about the way he is feeling. He fans can know just about everything that is going with him because he turns his life stories into music.
Hinata besides music is pretty popular. He keeps friends always around him because he needs the social interaction. They are that means the world to him, because they have been there for him always. More than his father as with his work. He couldn't be angry with his father, he had his job to tend to.
Hinata lives his life on surprises, he lets the wind guide him along with his heart. His soul always happy and always looking for new friendship.
He was the center of attraction to most paparazzi. They stuck on him like flies. He didn't mind it though, but at times just like any they could become annoying and such. He just couldn't imagine a life without them though...he liked being in television and the magazines. Regardless of all the lies and stories, he knew who he was and that was all that truly mattered.
Hinata grabbed his guitar and set out for the club. He didn't plan on performing but if there was fans around it was more likely he would be. He walked inside making his grand entrance. Jaws dropped and heads turned. Along with that came screams and women fainting, maybe even a guy as well.
He just laughed and headed over towards the bar to get a drink. This was his home, and he missed it from being out on tour for so long.
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Post by Danni Carney on Jun 23, 2008 22:26:40 GMT -5
[/b] She would play the part of bartender until she had to get up on that stage. [/ul]
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Post by hinata on Jun 24, 2008 0:55:08 GMT -5
Hinata just smiled as he had to sign his signature for all of his fans. They were practically toppling all over him and trying to get him to take pictures. Finally the club guards came and helped out by making all the bustling fans go away. He breathed a sigh of relief, that was very much so overwhelming but he's actually been through worst.
Hinata then turned his focus back to the girl. His eyes meeting up with hers as she asked him a question of what he wanted. He thought for a second, and remembered he was only nineteen. But being in the social status he was he was usually allowed to drink at parties and such with the given free pass from his fellow group of friends.
He leaned in and was staring her into the eyes trying to see if he could trust this girl not to ask age questions and just serve him a drink because he was who he was. There was a policy about being twenty one to drink alcoholic beverages, he just hoped that she wouldn't ask just the same.
"I will take one shot of tequila please..." He kept up with his puppy dog eyes and sincere look. He was wondering if this girl was going to catch him some slack.
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Post by Danni Carney on Jun 24, 2008 12:31:59 GMT -5
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Post by hinata on Jun 24, 2008 12:41:28 GMT -5
Hinata was happy that this girl didn't seem to ask questions. In a small town like this, questions weren't needed most of the time. It was just a right of passage. He took his shot and took it down in one gulp he then continued to sign for his fans.
He then turned his attention back to the girl at the bar as he spun back around to face her. She was busy serving other people at the moment but he wanted to know her name. He never saw her before and well he was always being a curious person.
"Hey...you....what's your name?" he shouted trying to over talk the loud booming music of the club. He was looking right at her so that it could be obvious he was speaking to her.
"I never seen you before so I was wondering what your name is? This is a small town, it's hard not knowing everyone." He continued to ask.
He brushed a bit of his hair from his face and gave a sweet smile. He wasn't trying to bother her from her work but maybe that was just what he was doing. He was just interested, what was wrong with a little curiosity?
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Post by Danni Carney on Jun 24, 2008 13:17:31 GMT -5
[/b] Everyone added an n to her name. Just to make it diffrent if another girl had her name. "I could say the same, i know almost everyone in the town." [/ul]
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Post by hinata on Jun 24, 2008 13:30:56 GMT -5
Hinata looked to see all the people on the dance floor, some knowing how to do swift moves others just moving like no other. Hinata wasn't much of a dancer but he liked to have fun anyways. He just didn't have a dance partner.
"My name is Hinata....I don't really have a nick name. It's nice to meet you Danni..." He replied and looked to all the drunken people at the bar. He was the only one sober.
He wasn't much of a heavy drinker, just a shot here and there maybe even a nice margarita. But never overly drink, he knew what it could do to people. It could bring out the worst in the kindest of them all.
He could see them giving the girl a hard time. She was beautiful and even he was interested. But they were interested in much more than just knowing her name. They wanted something a bit more than the nice occasional introduction.
"Aren't you a bit too pretty to be a bartender. I mean I would expect a girl like you doing something more of along the lines of modeling. Maybe even dancing, do you like to dance perhaps?"
He didn't know anything about Danni so these questions were just out of random. But to him she looked a bit out of place standing here behind the bar serving wild men their drinks. Having to put up with their horrid words was enough to keep most away, but maybe this girl was a bit more thick skinned than he was giving her credit for.
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Post by Danni Carney on Jun 24, 2008 13:55:39 GMT -5
[/b] She raised an eye brow at him, as if expecting him to ask her for her number, or something much more. Though he didn't. He asked something else, that know one seemed to ask her. "I'm not really a bartender, but i get paid extra to do it when he gets too drunk." She did nothing but blink when he said model. "Wasn't good enough to become a model." Her mother had made her try, and she was glad when they said she wasn't good enough, didn't look the part. "Dancing is my job, I'm an entertainer for the most part."[/ul]
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Post by hinata on Jun 24, 2008 14:08:15 GMT -5
Hinata saw the man come out from the back and when she said she wasn't the real bartender his brain automatically thought that guy was. It looked he was right because he was trying to serve drinks without dying of a horrible headache himself from drinking too much.
It was typical for one to become a heavy drinker from being a bartender. He was actually happy to hear this girl wasn't a real bartender and the fact that he was right to say she looked she could be a dancer. He was only thinking and his thoughts hit right on the target. Though he couldn't believe her words of saying she wasn't good enough to be a model. But for now he wouldn't say anything more about that.
"The entertainer...like....a stripper? I mean I am not being a pervert I just want to know what you mean by being the entertainer." Hinata asked and he really didn't want this girl to get mad at him. He just didn't know what was meant by the word entertainer, usually that was used for the other profession. He just gave a sly smile and hoped that she wouldn't get too mad at that. It wasn't like he was asking her to take her clothes off, he wasn't that interested. Not like he wouldn't mind it though as well.
He drummed his hands against the counter to the beat of the music that was playing. It was techno at the moment. He liked techno sometimes, it just depends on what mood he is in. He was in a mood of curiosity so techno would do just fine for now.
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Post by Danni Carney on Jun 24, 2008 14:34:25 GMT -5
Brendon seemed to be on the ball, which meant she wouldn't have to wonder around giving out the drinks. Her job was over, basically. Though seeing as he kept holding his head he might end up passing out again. Though it gave her pay, it also made it where she had to stay longer, plans where usually blown off for her job. But then again her life wasn't much but working at night and chilling in front of a TV during the day.
Danni was never liked by her own mother. Just because she looked more like her father. Though the woman had only married him for looks, she wanted the perfect kid. Blond hair blue eyes, perfect personality. And with Danni that didn't happen. So she tried to get the child into modeling at the age of five, but the people there said she wasn't good enough, didn't have that what ever it was. Her mom went off her rocker than. But she had no longer to worry about that, considering she was far away form there, she had been since she had woken up.
Her eye brows arched even more when he spoke. She laughed slightly, the place didn't look like a stripper joint, and she defiantly didn't look like one. So she couldn't help but laugh slightly. "No I'm not a stripper, I've just have to dance when there's a band up, or to bring more people to the bar, i dance while being the bartender." Did she look like a stripper? She might have wore a tank top, but she was wearing jeans, she was sure a stripper didn't look like that!
"I'm guessing your in a band? Considering you had so many scream and faint when you walked in." She was sort of teasing him, though she liked to tease, it was harmful! At least to her it was.
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Post by hinata on Jun 24, 2008 15:00:33 GMT -5
Hinata laughed a bit when Danni replied. He knew that she couldn't be a striper she didn't even look like one. To him actually she looked like the sweet nice girl, that was why he was asking all the questions out of shock. Because he wouldn't expect to see her here. But then again don't let looks fool people, at least that is what they say.
Hinata saw that his fans were chanting his name wanting him to get on stage and sing a song. He had no choice but to do just that. He loved his music and he loved his fans. He can disappoint them. Besides it looked as if he was getting on this girl's nerves so he was better off leaving her alone for now. He would remember her name though, if they shall run into each other again.
He then heard her last sentence and he laughed again a little.
"Well I look forward to seeing you dance." He replied and gave a good long smile. He then headed up towards the stage with his guitar in hand.
He held up his hand and waved at the crowd of people. He hit the mic to see if it was working and then sat up on a stool before he would play his guitar.
"Hello...how is everyone?" he said into the microphone and he then begun to trail his fingers down the guitar. He had his eyes closed as he was playing.
"I can feel the rain....as it pulls me in. I can see your face...but I am still lost within..."
His voice was mellow and deep. It boomed over the microphone. He was a good singer and guitar player at that.
"If you pull away....my heart will break. I see you now...the shadows remain..."
His voice grew louder and he was playing his guitar even faster now as the music grew up tempt. People in the crowd were singing along and dancing too. His eyes went searching for Danni as he was singing and a smile grew upon his face.
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