Innocence

[Jealous Angel D]

The offer was something that was difficult for her to comprehend. It was indeed a world far different her own – and she wasn’t quite sure she was prepared for it. To not be a pawn, but to find a way to interpret his songs and let nothing hold her back. To share her hopes and success while expecting nothing in return. The longer she contemplated the idea, the more she knew that she would end up needing the three days to seriously think it over her decision. This was not a decision that she could make and back out of in two days – which is how she had approached it so far. If she didn’t give it her all, it would be pointless.

“Don’t hold your breath waiting around for me to call,” Eve said but she found herself smiling as he bowed theatrically. There wasn’t anything else she could say, not until she made her decision.

The next few days had been interesting to say the least. Her daily routine had changed by the idea of finding something new. It had been difficult to focus on the things that had been typical – thing she had been doing for years. She had spent her time drawing up the pros and cons, deciding that it was a risk that she was willing to take. She wanted the opportunity to find something that was her own – something different from her anger.

However, she couldn’t bring herself to call up Drake just yet – even if she had her answer. There were a few things she needed to take care before splitting town. The first was apologizing to Olivia – who in return accepted the apology and informed her of the photos that were circling online about Drake’s special fan. The picture was rather low quality and her face wasn’t too easy to see. So far the pictures probably weren’t too much news. After all, Dragon was known as a playboy – however if someone she knew was able to identify her and convince the media of her identity then there was a possibility of a problem.

The photos were not something she was going to worry about. What had her stressed was how her parents were going to take the decision. Her mother’s response had been the typical response of “talk to your father.” Eve had remembered Drake’s words about being willing to talk to her parents if need be, however, this was a family matter.

Eve sat upon a park bench as she stared up at the clear sky above. The meeting with her father, Alastair Steele, had not gone well. Ever since she had been a teenager, such meetings had never gone well. Nonetheless, things had ended differently this time. She usually left with nothing changed. She’d leave the office defiant, but still in the same situation – knowing that her future was tied to the company and she trying to avoid the inevitable. This time was different. For at least a year, she wanted freedom and she was going to try and enjoy it.

Lowering her eyes from the sky, she pulled out her phone and the piece of paper that had been used by the band to scribble down their autographs. However it was rather unorganized, but it seemed that Jet had managed to write down his phone number. Lifting the cellphone to her ear, she listened as it rang. Finally Jet answered – not the person that she wanted to talk to right now. “It’s Eve,” she greeted, simply. “I need to talk to Drake.”

[Tetisheri]

"Oh, you are Eve...Huh, Drake really has nerves, to make his GFs call my number so bluntly," blurted Jet without considering his words much. Complaining was his style of life, either in sober or drunk state of mind. Speaking of being drunk, the last time was three days ago... And there was a kind of an angel... Which rings the bell. "Oh, Eve!" shouted he suddenly realising who he was talking to, "I am sorry, I had an awful memory for names after a few glasses. Sure, I'll find Drake right now! Hang on!"

As he ran around the hotel where they were staying, he found their vocalist near the reception desk. Their equipment was supposed to be shipped before them, so he was signing something regarding insurance and transportation. The guitarist was almost ready to run up to him and give his the cellphone but something stopped him a few steps away. "Listen, Eve... I am really sorry, but could you please keep in secret what I just spilled out? Dragon will eat me alive, if he finds out, after freezing almost too death. Pleeeeease!" begged he tragically before approaching their leader with poker face. "Dragon, it's Eve," announced he seriously as if he was introducing him a president himself calling.

The singer's eyes flashed. He took the phone but instead of talking in the hall he went to the terrace outside leaving Jet with a pile of paper yet to be signed. When no one could hear him, he finally lifted the device. "Good afternoon, Eve," said he in polite and warm voice. Something told him that the day needed such kind of attitude. After all, he wasn't at the stage so there was no need for ice, "I hope you are enjoying it in some kind of beautiful park with birds and flowers around you. It's nice to be a part of such pleasant time." added he a bit jokingly.

[Jealous Angel D]

It was not surprising that Jet did not recognize her. If anything, she probably should have done the kind thing and greeted him first. However, that had not crossed her mind. And while she would work to be more polite to his bandmates and his fans it would possibly take a bit getting used to. However, it seemed that the man didn't take too much offense with her greeting once he remembered her. "Thank you," she expressed her gratitude as he agreed to go find Drake.

She shifted her phone in her hand as her eyes looked about. The place was not as crowded as it could be, which she was thankful for. Her mind was brought back from her pondering by the man's plea. She didn't see why it was so important keeping their short conversation from Drake. However, she agreed none the less. As Drake's greeting filtered through the phone, her heart skipped a beat. Once again her cheeks turned scarlet in embarrassment. Was he psychic? She didn't think the park was that noisy today - so why did he guess she was in a park and not outside lounging in her own personal gardens?

"What I want to say is 'You know me too well.' However, as we haven't known each other for very long, such a phrase would either imply you are a stalker or I'm simply predictable," Eve smiled as she twirled a piece of hair around her finger. "You of course already know what I'm calling about. I'm curious to try something different - to see if there really is something, some talent that I may possess. I think I'm ready to see where this road takes me - key words 'I think'. Yet, I do have something that I do need to address. I think you mentioned something about trying to avoid scandals. However, you're reputation is far different from my own. Do you honestly believe a scandal can be avoided?"

[Tetisheri]

In the other part of the city, Drake shrugged. "I only expressed my own desire," said he in response, "Believe me, I would prefer to idle somewhere on the grass instead of taking care of this whole equipment we drag along everywhere we go. Too bad I am not a magician, then I would be able to perform tricks without electricity." and the musician sighed dramatically.

In fact he was quite used to the routine like this to the point that he didn't give it much second thought. But this week in this town was something too tensed even to him. First searching the model, then waiting for her answer... Not to mention bearing those meaningful looks Jake was regarding him with. At least, their manager knew better than talk. But Dragon was sure that he already arranged another studio for rehearsals in the town they were supposed to visit next, and another bunch of pretty girls for him to look at. Those few he had seen here were useful to kill his night boredom, but not more. And the singer was sure that the same fate awaited the rest.

He listened to Eve's words chuckling. It was a good thing that phone didn't transfer chuckles or he probably could be prepared for another punch. "Darling," said he nonchalantly, "I understand that you are excited and worried, but could you, please, stop babbling and get straight to the point? Is there any problem with you coming with us?"

[Jealous Angel D]

Were there any problems that stopped her from joining Drake on his tour? She had mentioned a worry, perhaps something that might be an inconvenience. But as she pondered the fact once more, she was left to admit that it wasn’t a problem. There was no significant reason why she shouldn’t go. It wasn’t like she was locked in her room or grounded like a child.

“No,” Eve finally answered. “At least there are none that prevent me from leaving. Of course, if you come up with any, please let me know.” Her decision was made. And now she’d have to wait to see what the future would hold. “So only one last question remains, when are we leaving?”