SIMON’S DATE

 

A Vanja’s World story by Scott D. Harris

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

Scene 1

Noises came from Scotty’s room in the tour bus. Considering the springing sound, the moans, the missing bottle of champagne and the door being locked, the rest of the band had found it pretty obvious what was going on.

As Rob sat on the doorstep of the bus, John rested on the sofa with his headphones in. Simon was staring out of the window, looking distant. The guitarist had taken to wearing his dreadlocks down as was the style; the former tarantula-esque look had become tiresome.

 

John: What’s with you Simon? You look like a 90s TV detective.

 

Simon: It’s…it’s nothing really.

 

John: If it’s the double-act that’s got you freaked I’ll tell ‘em to shut it.

 

Simon: Now who sounds like a 90s TV detective? I’m gonna go get a bottle of Bailey’s down the pub, ok?

 

John: Suit yaself.

 

John plugged his headphones back in and lay down again as the noises continued.

 

Scene 2

In Scotty’s room, the lead singer and his lover were in each other’s arms, hot with passion. A bottle of champagne sat in a bucket of ice on the floor. Vanja opened her eyes slightly.

 

Vanja: Shouldn’t we be worried about the others hearing us?

 

Scotty: N-Nah Vanja-love, they’ll amuse themselves some other way.

 

Vanja: You sure?

 

Scotty: Dead certain love. Anyway…it’s a good thing to. I got a little something for you.

 

He smirked and reached under his quilt, retrieving a small bottle of white liquid with ‘Anal Lube’ written on the front. Vanja blushed then giggled furiously.

 

Vanja: You’ve been listening to ‘Bloodhound Gang’ songs again haven’t you?

 

Scotty: Yep.

 

Scene 3

Simon sat alone in a nearby pub. In front of him was a glass of creamy Baileys. He sighed and held the glass, twirling it a little bit in his hand. A female voice suddenly spoke to him.

 

Girl: Hey, can I sit here?

 

Simon turned and his eyes met the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes on. She wasn’t thin, but she wasn’t fat, she looked like a girl who could look after herself. Her eyes were hazel and her hair was shoulder-length. She was wearing a yellow blouse, a yellow skirt and yellow high-heels. Simon’s eyes were replaced by large love-hearts as he stared at her.

 

Girl: Um…you ok?

 

Simon: Buh…

 

Girl: My name’s Eliza, I was wondering if you’re who I think you are.

 

Simon: Duh…

 

Eliza: Are you Scotty Rave’s guitarist?

 

Simon: Yep! Yep I am! My name’s Simon! People call me Simon! Who are you? What’s your name? Can I get your number? Do you like guitarists?

 

Eliza stared at him, dumbfounded by the long, almost inaudible string of questions.

 

Eliza: Um…you ok?

 

Simon: Can I buy you a drink?

 

Eliza: Actually…I have to meet some friends, I’ll catch up with you later.

 

As Eliza left, Simon fell face-first into his Bailey’s. His voice came out burbling.

 

Simon: She’s a real beauty…

 

Scene 4

At band practise the next day, the band were hardly doing well. Simon was either too slow or behind on the beat. When practise was over, the other members cornered him.

 

Rob: Just what the Hell dude?

 

Scotty: You were about three beats behind. You feeling ok?

 

Simon: Eliza…

 

The band members looked at each in bewilderment.

 

Scotty: You don’t think…?

 

John: That Simon’s got a girlfriend?

 

Rob: Or likes a girl at least.

 

Simon: Eliza…

 

Scotty clicked his fingers in front of the boy’s eyes several times. When it didn’t work, he looked at his friends.

 

Scotty: Yep, he’s a goner.

 

Rob: Well, what do we do now?

 

Scotty: Way I see it, we hook Simon up with this Eliza girl. Maybe it’ll help him regain his senses.

 

John: We have a gig on Saturday, it’ll be no good if he’s love struck. So I agree with Scotty.

 

Scotty punched the air.

 

Scotty: For love!

 

Rob did the same.

 

Rob: For friendship!

 

Scotty & Rob: For Simon!

 

John sweatdropped, looking at the duo with an indifferent expression.

 

John: You’re insane.

 

Scene 5

In the same pub as before, Simon was absent-mindedly swirling his Baileys in his hand. Rob and John were enjoying their own drinks while Scotty talked with Eliza not far away. The blonde pointed at Simon. Eliza covered her mouth with one hand, unsure if she should believe it or not.

 

Eliza: You must be kidding.

 

Scotty: Listen love, he won’t think about anything. You’ve got him by the heart-strings.

 

Simon (Thinks): Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world…she had to walk into this one. Will I see her again?

 

Eliza blushed furiously at Scotty’s revelation.

 

Scotty: Tell me Eliza, are you just a fan-girl or do you harbour feelings after meeting my friend?

 

Eliza: W…Well…he seemed real nice.

 

Scotty: Do me a favour, please, spend a little time with him.

 

Eliza: S…Sure.

 

Eliza, still blushing and a little shaky, walked over to Simon and took a seat beside him. Simon looked slightly at her and blushed as well.

 

Eliza: Hello.

 

Simon: Um…hi.

 

Eliza: Listen um…you wanna go for a walk, maybe?

 

Simon: Sure.

 

Scene 6

The two were walking together, not far from the pub.

 

Eliza: I should’ve brought a coat.

 

Simon slid his leather coat off and draped it over Eliza’s shoulder. The girl smiled and looked at him.

 

Eliza: Thanks.

 

Simon: No problem.

 

They looked at each other softly, their eyes closing as the space between them began to shrink. Their lips met gently and their arms went around each other.

 

Scene 7

In Simon’s room on the tour bus, he and Eliza were lying naked in each other’s arms. Their lips met again before Simon began to kiss down her neck and her right breast, taking a moment to lick her nipple. He came up to eye level again, kissing her lovingly. Eliza caressed his sides as he continued to kiss her.

Simon massaged her back and then her rear end, enjoying every inch of her warm flesh. Eventually, he inserted his erect member into her awaiting, wet vagina. Eliza let out a pained gasp but that feeling soon subsided, replaced by unbound pleasure.

She let out small gasps of passion as Simon moved in and out of her. Soon, he released into her and Eliza lay down on him. Simon stroked her hair gently.

 

Simon: That was incredible.

 

Eliza: Yeah.

 

Simon: I love you.

 

Eliza: I love you to.

 

THE END