by .kat » Tue Dec 28, 2010 10:48 am
Rem decided she needed to get the band together. She reached into her small black purse and grabbed her cell-phone. She dialed the numbers, "hmmm,no answer."
Rem left a message: "Hey, maybe we should get together and practise some songs and stuff, there's a couple of gigs open at some bars around town. Uh, bye."
Blake was drumming out some rythyms, he had nothing better to do. Usually he would be at his grandparen'ts house with his family, but he couldn't get enough money for a flight this year.