Best friends, again?

I giggle as I see five mouths open in shock and I am not sure if it is because of my choice of outfit or because of my many tattoos that are on display.
“Damn” Jimmy mumbles and walks around me looking at my tattoos, “you sure have inked up a lot”.
“You have not seen my favorite one yet” I say with a wink and walk out of the room into the kitchen where I get out the plates and start to set the table.
“I ordered Italian, I hope that’s okay with you guys” I shout back into the Livingroom only to have a much exited Tammy running in
“From Alfredo?” and I confirm this with a nod
“Would I order anything else?” She starts to make that little happy dance she does – she is such a weirdo but I love her.
Once the food arrived and I lost an argument against Jimmy about who was to pay for it – looks like some things never change- we settle around the table and dig in.
“So New York has been treating you well, huh?” Zacky asks me after a little while and I can’t hide the little smile on my face
“After a while it really did. But I wanted to give up and go back home after like an hour” I chuckle, yeah my first few weeks here were not that great
“Really? How that?” he seems genuinely interested so I start to tell them all about my arrival in New York
“Well I am not sure what exactly I was expecting when I came here but it sure was not what I got”
(Flashback)
Tiredly I exit the plane and make my way to the luggage band and get my two suitcases. I make my way through the airport and to the subway. Quizzically standing in front of the info board I am trying to find out what subway I have to take to get to my apartment. Once I am pretty sure that I have to take the red line I go find that one and get on it.
“Flatbush Avenue – all passengers please leave the train, this train terminates here” really? I sight and get out of the subway. I find a counter window and ask the lady behind it for the way. Looks like I have to take the red line back to Atlantic Avenue and then take the yellow Q line to Kings Highway.
An hour later I finally arrive at my apartment. Tiredly I open the door and nearly fall out of it, backwards. Not only does it smell it is totally dirty and looks more like a dumpster than an actual apartment. I can’t believe it, the pictures on the Internet looked much better. Sure it was no Hilton Hotel but it looked cozy and clean- and it is not exactly cheap either. Taking a deep breath I decide to try to make the best of it – I wanted to be able to make my own mistakes now I’ll have to live with one. But when I go into the kitchen to hear a screech and tiny little paws running across the floor and vanishing into the wall I cry out and run as far away as quickly as possible. After I run a good distance, my two suitcases dragging behind me I stop out of breath and look around me. Great I have absolutely no Idea where I am…I sit down on the sidewalk and try my hardest not to start crying. I take out my phone and pull up Jimmy’s number, my thumb hovering over the little green button that would start the call but then again I wanted independence. I cannot run back to him after being in this city for 3 hours. I need to do this on my own. So instead of calling Jimmy I call the landlord and tell him that I will most definitely not move into that apartment, thank god I have not signed a temporary lease so I can get out whenever. I’ll still have to pay one month rent but okay. I’ll do anything not to go back to that hell hole.
I get up and start walking into a random direction until I come across a motel that will not drain my bank account within the first two nights and get a room.
“You never told me that you stayed in a Motel” Jimmy exclaims andlooks at me reproachful
“I knew I should have helped you looking for apartments” I shake my head
“Well it turned out well in the End. I only stayed there for a week anyway” I smile.
“what happened then?” Tammy asks me this time, I guess I never told her that story.
“I met Ben at Starbucks and we kind of worked from the beginning. He had a room free so I moved in with him” I shrug my shoulders and stuff my face with more Lasagna.
“Wait you moved in with a dude you just met, a stranger? Thank God I didn’t knew of this I would have had a coronary – I am pretty sure I have one just now” I roll my eyes – yeah I had my reason not to tell him back then
“Oh and then he taught you how to do Tattoos?” Tammy says, trying to fix the pieces of the story that she already knows into the story I have just told them
“Why would you do tattoos, you hate them” Michelle buts in and I roll my eyes
“Have you looked at her?” Matty snorts “I doubt she hates them anymore” I smile at him and turn back to Tammy
“He didn’t teach me right away but he took me to his parlor on the next day and showed me around and well he did a couple of mine and I grew curious so he explained the gun and everything to me and then I started drawing designs for some of his customers and then he taught me and after I worked on teaching skin for a while and he deemed he good enough he was my guinea pig for my first tattoo and I did the guitar on his forearm”
“You do tattoos now?” Zacky exclaims and I nod
“Occasionally, usually only for friends and sometimes when I am requested by some of Ben’s regulars but it is only once or twice a month”
“She did some of mine” Tammy exclaims and lifts up her shirt sleeve to show of her Music themed half sleeve tattoo
“Wow that looks awesome” Jimmy gets up to examine the Tattoo more up close
“I want you to do one on me” he grins and I smile back
“Sure we can schedule something for when I am back from tour” I say and he nods eagerly.
“So how have the two of you met?” Matty asks us after a while and Tammy and I simultaneously start laughing
(Flashback)
Oh my god. I am going to be late to my first job I think as I am running across the pavement. I should have taken Bens offer and let him drive me but no I wanted to be independent and take the subway. And of course I took the wrong one yet again. So now I am running across New York my camera slung across my shoulder, desperately trying to be on time and make a good first impression.
Finally I see the building I am supposed to meet the band and the interviewer at. My boss gave me this job yesterday, explaining the details and sending me off with an address to be at today. At precisely 12 o’ clock. And as I jump into the elevator, pressing the button for the 9th floor it is 11.58 and I only have time to smooth out my skirt and shirt and check my light makeup one more time, trying to look like I have not just ran half across the city.
With a ding the door opens and I step out of the elevator to be greeted by a sea of people where no one was paying attention to me whatsoever. Okay so this was way easier when everyone knew I was Jimmy’s little sister but I remind myself that I wanted this. I wanted to prove myself and I will start with it today.
I walk up to one of the many people setting up the shoot area
“Hi, sorry but can you help me? I am looking for Tamara Kingsley?” he tells me that she is in the green room preparing everything for the arrival of the band and shows me the direction I have to go to find her
“Thanks” I smile at him and leave into the directed direction and pretty soon find the room. I knock and open the door to find myself standing vis-à-vis with a quirky, little blond ball of energy with a huge smile spread across her beautiful face
“Hi are you Tamara Kingsley? I was told I could find her here?” I smile at her; I can’t help but relax because she seems to be such a nice, easy going person.
“Call me Tammy! You have to be Lily right, the Photographer?” I nod at her and shake her outstretched hand only to be pulled into a tight embrace
“Awesome! Well the band will be here shortly. You know Motionless in White?” I nod enthusiastically. I had no Idea that I would be photographing them
“Yeah” I tell her, trying to contain my excitement “I am a huge fan to be honest” even though I grew up around Jimmy and the boys and even met a few famous people through them I am still a little fan girl at heart and it takes all my willpower not to squeal but that is not necessary as Tammy jumps up and down squealing
“Awesome, me too; I love them, I still can’t believe I am allowed to interview them today. I am pretty new at AP and I am only here because the original interviewer got sick last minute.” We laugh and start discussing living in New York as Tammy grew up here and new jobs.
“You know what girl? I got you. When we are done here I’ll take you out tonight and show you some hot places you just have to know about!”
After the shoot was done Tammy, being the straight forward no filter kind of person she is, actually had the nerve to invite the band round for drinks and to both of our surprise they actually accepted. And this is how I find myself in a booth sitting next to both Devin and Ryan, having a full blown discussion with Devin about what cosmetic line is better “MAC” or “Kat von D” which I prefer whereas Devin is an absolute “MAC” kind of guy. The boys are really chill and totally funny and we have a great time. After a while I walk to the bar to get everyone another round of drinks when I feel a hand on my shoulder
“Hey sexy. What is such a hot little one like you doing her all alone” I take a step back and try not to show how much he gives me the creeps
“I am not alone” I say, frantically looking around trying to see anyone I know, who could help me out of this situation but with no luck. The creep steps closer to me again and I am trapped, with him right in front of me and the bar in my back.
“Damn right, you are not alone anymore” he grins and leans in as if to kiss me. I shut my eyes and turn my head
“Stop” I put my hands on his chest and try to push him off me, but he takes them and uses them to pull me closer. With my eyes still shut I try to wriggle out of his grasp when I can feel him being yanked off of me.
Opening my eyes I see Chris Motionless towering over the guy
“I think she told you to stop, so if you want to leave this bar alive you leave right now, before I call over my five friends and we show you how great it feels to be touched without wanting it” taking one look at Chris, who must be at least two heads taller than him, the guys turns around and leaves.
Tammy rushes over and throws her arms around me
“Oh my god, are you okay?” I hug her back and weakly nod
“Thank you” I turn to Chris who just shrugs his shoulder as if it was nothing and goes on to order our drinks
“I am sorry it took me so long” Tammy says “I saw the creep but I needed to find one of the guys first”
“It’s okay, nothing happened” I smile at her and take a deep breath trying to calm myself
“Let’s just have some fun tonight, okay?” We smile at each other and start to walk back to our table

Notes

Sounds like a rocky start for her in the big ol' city.... I wonder if it got better :)

What do you guys think?