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Collision Course 4.43
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“How was that?” asked Alice, rubbing her sweaty hands on her jeans. They’d been working nonstop on getting every thing right for the show. Quin had put in more hours than Alice, digging through songs and music, artists that she’d never heard of, and even helping Alice pull together some research for her commentaries.
“Stellar, a little rough, but you’re nervous,” said Quin, listening to the music in one ear and talking to Alice.
“I am not,” snapped Alice adjusting her headphones.
“You are, and rightfully so,” said Quin. “Going to do Trim The Bush next?”
“Yup, cue me up when we are good to go,” said Alice, getting up and pacing the small studio. The wireless headphone were wonderfully comfortable, and Alice mouthed the words to the song, Quin was setting up the next segment. Quin watched her relaxing into her new role, a role that Alice hadn’t thought much of until a few days ago, speaking to a wholly new sort of audience, a nation wide one.
A few moments later, Quin began the countdown, “Three, two, one, live.”
“If you are tuning in late, I’m Alice and my left hand woman is Quin and this is The Chart,” began Alice. “Now, here on The Chart, nothing and I mean nothing is taboo, and I have this idea….” A pause again, “That idea is Trim The Bush… No it isn’t about what you are all thinking; it’s a political commentary on how things are going in this war, this war that should never have happened in the first place, the only weapon of mass destruction around is Bush’s ego. The war that is taking lives, loved ones away from their families and friends, dividing Americans even more than they were before. Over 22 thousand men and woman have been wounded in the war…,” for the next twenty minutes, Alice gave out statistics, and snippets of stories that they’d found on the internet and from some of Alice’s former reporters at LA Magazine, and in a round about way she led into the next series of songs.
“Ok, now that was better, you sound like a trooper over there, Ali,” smiled Quin, banging her head to the soft beats of Justin Timberlake.
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You, my dear Janet are one hell of a storyteller! Thank you!
I agree with Seahurst…captivating.
This is an absolutely amazing story! You always leaving me wanting to know what’s going to happen! But please, please, please let Shane and Sam find each other, because I think they need each other.
I hope someone remembers that Sam had an appointment in Seattle. She shouldn’t be alone. Not much fun to be had at that white party lol.
Trying to catch up on my reading. Hey know how Sam feels with her arm. Still wearing a should brace and sling since Aug 7. Hope by Feb i can take it all off. and i was shot. Just stupid. I love this story. It is awesome. Lets get Shane to Sam she needs someone with her Should be someone that loves her Take care and thanks bvh
Oui Oui Awesome! I love this story and well, I’m anticipating the next twist. PPS!
what can i say… ur just THE BOMB my friend… keep it up! PPS!
Oh no! Why did Sam leave? This story just gets more intriguing.
awesome – i hope shane finds sam and explains all… great story – hope u post more soon.
“You are good at it, even Tina was fooled,” said Bette – Like thats a f*cking surprise. Did Sam actually take ecstasy or was she bullshitting to get away from the group?, if the latter was she feverish just cause of the constant pill popping? Shane better speak up or she’s gonna lose her. Kinda funny how everyone (except for Carmen) was in a hot club but they wouldn’t hook up w/ anyone cause their heart belonged to another. Lovin’ it.