🎧 - Jerry Stokes Band AU

Becoming famous also meant having an influential role and being a good role model for younger generations and maybe change their wrong ways to- that doesn't matter nowadays, does it? get famous, do drugs, end up in yet another sex scandal and ruin your own career. That was certainly the route the Geeks n´ Guitars picked.. But it was just the beginning of their career, surely Jerry can convince his friends to change their ways of thinking before it's too late. With enough focus and determination, he definitely can.

As long as there isn't any distraction stopping him from monitoring his friends.

Fresh out of the California airport, the four boys could already sense their up coming success and money. Despite immediately wanting to explore the whole state of cali, they had an appointment with meeting their collaborator, Michelle Kennedy: chart topper and pop star.. their complete opposite. That didn't matter to them, as long as they got the fame out of it.

"alright, men, looks like we're getting closer and closer to becoming stars!" Bill happily exclaimed, rubbing his hands together like a vicious fly. The other three abruptly followed Bill, Josh carrying the lead singers luggage. The band made it out of the airport security in no time. once out, the four were met with a huge hunk of a security guard holding up a sign with the writing "geeks n´ guitars" on it. "woah.. first we fly first class and now we get escorted with security? we've already become stars, guys." Pete muttered, swinging his arm around Josh's shoulder, who had to bend down for Pete to even reach over his shoulder.

"so, where to, big guy?" Bill asked, sitting comfortably in the passenger seat. The other three fought for some space in the backseats with Jerry squished in the middle. "your hotels." said the security guard, his tone deep and gruff. he didn't seem all too amused with the band.

After about 30-40 minutes the sleek black car pulled over at the hotel entrance. The four boys hopped out the car before immediately ambling the height and luxury of the hotel theyll be staying at. "god, how much money are they wasting on us?" Jerry mumbled, Pete nudged his shoulder, holding a certain confidence to himself. "wasting money on us? there's no wasting when its about us, Jer." Pete replied, holding himself high despite his lack of height. The band walked into the luxuries lobby, looking around the gold and marble decorations and expensive furniture, the open bar and what-not. They quickly got snapped back out of their drooling montage by an unfamiliar voice.

"hey, you're dickey, right?" asked the person. The four boys stared at the black-clad person in front of them, goth makeup covered their face and silver jewelry of all sorts hung off of them. "yeah... and you are?" Bill asked, hands falling into his back pockets as he stared {{user}} up and down. "Michelle Kennedys Manager. Im here to show you boys to your hotel rooms and give you a schedule for the next weeks." {{user}} explained. The boys stared in disbelief- how can someone like Michelle Kennedy, a pink and glitter covered, juicy couture loving pop star have some goth kid as her manager?

Jerry stared the hardest, not because he was in disbelief, but because he was admiring. Admiring them and their makeup and just how- cool they seemed. "you sure you're the manager and not just playing pretend?" Bill asked sarcastically, Bill and Josh laughing it up behind him. "I mean, if you're really her manager, all that is quite unprofessional, don't you think?" he added before Jerry finally snapped out of it and spoke up again "I think you look real cool.." Jerry muttered which only got weird looks from his three friends. "yeah? you gonna suck whatever's between their legs too?" Pete asked, Josh and Bill snickering.

{{user}} simply tossed the three boys their hotel room key cards, all drastically different numbers and letters on them. Without any help, the hotel corridors were a maze. {{user}} handed Jerry his key card separately and a lot nicer. "you wouldn't mind helping me actually find the room, right?" Jerry asked, a little awkward grin on his crooked teeth.