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Is he just looking to get laid?; Megadeth, Rust In Peace-era 1990, love, drama & sex
Topic Started: July 27, 2012, 6:41 pm (166 Views)
FriedmanGirl
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Ok so this is the fanfiction I've been working on during the last couple of days. It's about a roadie for Megadeth named Penelope at the Clash Of The Titans tour 1990. Something happens between her and Marty Friedman that she, everytime she comes to think about it, just denies for herself.
I'm new here, and please excuse perhaps some verbal fails in this fic. English is unfortunately not my mother tongue.
I just did this for fun when I had the time off now during this lovely summer.... so, enjoy!
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Stripes of sunlight shone through the cracks in the blindes and I opened my eyes. I turned my head around and looked at my watch. 8:30 AM already?! Shoot! I climed out of the bed, stripped off my clothes and ran quickly into the shower. Today was my first day as a rodie for Megadeth on the Clash Of The Titans Tour and I had never even met the guys before but the man that hired me, my uncle Bobby whom had been in the music industry for years, told me that they were really cool guys and pleasent people to work with. After a quick shower I wrapped my hair in a towel and walked towards the wardrobe to pick out an outfit for the day. I pulled out a pair of black jeans that I had cutted into shorts and the Clash Of The Titans t-shirt Bobby had given me order to wear. Looks decent, I thought when I checked myself in the mirror. I brushed my long brown hair quickly until it was dry. I thought for a while of putting some make up on too, but I figured that I will be working hard in the heat all day so make up wasn't really that suiteble. I took my stuff, closed the door and began walking towards the elevators. "Hey!" I heard someone shout behind me. I turned my head around in astonishment. A guy with shoulder long goldenbrown hair was walking towards me. I had no idea who that was but I figured it might be someone in the crew or perhaps in the band. The longhaired man approached me. "Hey! You are one of our new crew members, right?" the man said to me. "Ah, yeah I am. My name is Penelope Silverman, it's my first day here. And you are?" I said slightly embarrassed of not knowing who he was. "Nice to meet you, Penelope! I'm David Ellefson, the bassist of Megadeth, but you can call be Junior if you want!" "Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't recognise you. I've actually never seen Megadeth before" I said and smiled nervously. "Oh, it's ok! No worries" he said and we stepped into the elevator. "So, Penelope... I heard you was going to be Marty's new guitar tech..."
"Yeah I was told I was going to be someones tech... I'm really excited. But... who's Marty?" I said and chuckled nervously.
"Oh, it's our lead guitarist. He looks quite jewish, with big curly black hair. You'll know it's him when you see him"
"Can you please let me know it's him when we meet him? So I won't look like a complete moron for not even knowing who the man I work for looks like..." I said blushing and looked at Junior. "Yeah, sure I promise I'll let you know when we see Marty" he said and smiled at me.

*bing* the elevator stopped by the lobby and we stepped out. Almost the entire crew were waiting in the lobby and was prepared to leave.
"Hey, come with me. I'll let you meet the other guys in the band" Junior said and took my hand. He lead me to the sofa where two other longhaired men sat. One of them was a ginger and the other one a dark brunette. The darkhaired one seemed to fit in perfectly with the description of Marty Junior had told me but I wasn't sure. "Hey Junior! Who's this beautiful woman you're bringing?" the ginger said and stood up. "Hi, I'm Penelope. I work in the crew. This is my first day here and I just happened to run into Junior by the elevators" I said with a nervous smile.
"I'm Dave. Really nice to meet you I-" "...And I'm Marty!..." the darkhaired interrupted Dave. I chuckled nervously. Hell, why were I so nervous? They were just like any other guys. "...I heard you was going to be my guitar tech" Marty said and shook my hand. "Yeah..." I said looking into his brown eyes, still shaking his hand. "Hey are you two going to shake hands forever or are we gonna keep moving? The buses are about to leave" Dave said and yanked me out of the spell. I started blushing. "Yeah, you better go out to the bus and I gotta head back to the rest of the crew" I said still looking at Marty. Noticing that I wasn't the only one who was blushing in that moment. He blushed too. Maybe he also felt what I felt during our handshake? Oh stop it, Penelope he probably already have a girlfriend. Stop wasting your time.

We parted.

I walked over to the rest of the crew and tapped my new boss Steve on the shoulder. "Oh, hey! Penelope was your name? About time you showed up!" he said. "Yes, I was just saying hello to the guys in the band that's why I'm a little late" I excused myself gracefully. "Ok, umm, what about you help the guys getting comfortable in their bus and then we meet at the venue at our next stop in San Fransisco and there you can begin help Friedman with his guitars" he said to me. I nodded and began to look after the bus that Megadeth was sitting in. After asking a few more of the crew members I finally found their bus. "Hi!" I said when I boarded the bus "Steve told me to travel with you" I said just to insure them that I wasn't stalking them or something. "Grab a seat! Make yourself at home!" Junior said to me and I took a seat in the couch next to Marty. Marty looked at me and started blushing "Sorry for shaking your hand too long in the lobby before..." he said with a quiet voice. I blushed "No worries. I kinda liked it..." I said with the last part barely audible. "I beg your pardon?" "I... kinda... liked it..." I said turning my head down. My face went red as a tomato.
"Strange thing... me too" Marty said and lifted my face up with his finger causing me to look, once again, into his deep brown eyes.
"Hey, Marty! Are you flirtin' the roadie?" someone shouted from the back of the bus. "Who's that?" I asked still looking at Marty.
"Oh, that's just Nick... our drummer. He really can be an ass sometimes " he said with a chuckle. I smiled at him and picked up a guitarcase that was standing next to him with a tag that said "broken". "What's inside this?" I asked pointing at the case. "Oh, that's just a guitar that I accidently dropped in the floor recently. It's broken. I think I'm gonna pay someone to repair it soon" he said and took the broken guitar out of the case to show me.
"You know, Marty... If you want, I can fix that guitar for you for free" "Really? You know how to fix guitars?" he said and raised an eyebrow
"Yeah, give it to me" I said and he handed me the guitar. "Look, it's very simple. You see, the tuning screw is cracked so you can't get it in tune, that's the problem, right? Look, I only need to pull the screw away and replace it with a similar one. Usually you pay someone to do this but it's much easier than you think to fix. Do you have any box with different guitar tools? Many guitarists have that. I do too, but not here in this bus"
"Oh, no I don't have it with me here either. But if you want you can borrow the guitar and fix it when we get to the hotel?"
"Ok, Marty. I'll fix it then. Trust me" "I trust you" he said and smiled while looking me in the eyes. It was really something that was happening with us. I surely felt it and it seems like he did too... Oh, stop it Penelope he doesn't like you in that way! Don't be such a fool.

After a couple of hours more the bus finally stopped at the venue. "Ah, finally here!" Dave exclaimed and jumped out of the bus. I followed them into the venue where they were about to do a soundcheck so I needed to be there to help Marty with his guitar. I suddenly really started to enjoy my job. Not only because my greatest passion was guitars. I was also going to be around Marty alot and that, I really looked forward to.
I stepped into the venue and walked towars the stage. A couple of other roadies that was carrying some equipment walked passed me. A young dude with long brown hair passed me by carrying a really heavy looking amp all by himself. "Do you want some help?" I asked and began helping him carry the amp to the stage. "Yeah, thank you..." he replied and smiled at me. "I'm Josh. And you are?" "I'm Penelope. I'm a guitar technician here" I said and smiled back at him. "Oh, yeah I've seen you're gonna be working with Friedman. Look, I saw your look at him earlier and I know how girls look at guys they're intrested in. Don't make the effort, Penelope. Marty will just screw you over like every other famous rockstar" Damn it, Penelope! Caught! I knew I shouldn't have looked at Marty in that way, damn it! Now what to say? Come on, Penelope, think fast before he realises you really did look at Marty in that way. "Uhm... I wasn't giving him any special looks?..." I said nervously and putted the amp down on the stage. "Oh, yeah right..." Josh said and raised his eyebrows "Don't come to me and cry when he fucks you and then just leave you" he whispered to me right before someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Yes?" I said and turned around. It was Marty. Fuck! Act normal, Penelope.
"Hey, Penelope, can you help me get the right sound for my guitar? The mixing table is over there" He said to me and pointed over at the technicians corner. I walked over to the mixing table and switched some buttons. "Good now?" I shouted loud enough for him to hear.
Marty played some chords and gave me a thumbs up. I smiled and turned to help some roadies with lifting amps and connecting wires. About a half hour before the first band on the set, Suicidal Tendencies, was heading up to rock the stage the crew leader Steve shouted "Ok, that's a wrap everybody!"
"Hey, Penelope!" I heard Steve's voice behind me "Yes?" "Can you please escort thet guys to their dressing room and check so they'll have everything as they want. Make sure there's beer in the cooler there, by the way!" "Ok" I replied briefly and turned to catch the guys in the band and lead them to their dressing room. I lead them through the hallway and took opened the seventh door on the left.
"Ok, here's your dressing room. You'll be going on stage in 9.15 so get ready" I said and was just about to leave the room to get the guys some privacy. "Hey!" I heard Marty's voice behind me "You're coming to watch the show later? You can watch us from the side of the stage if you want" Marty said and smiled at me. "Ok, I'll be there" I replied and emmidiately began to feel some butterflies in my stomach. Geez, Penelope, you aren't supposed to feel like this. Remember what Josh said about rockstars?
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Oh, Penelope doesn't know how to handle her feelings! :blush: Now what is she going to to when she's on her way of falling for Marty?
I hope someone's reading this! If so, please give me some feedback on what you thought of the fic so far!!
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Ozone_Baby923
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I'm reading this! :wavey :D hahaha just caught my attention :P
Oh, that Josh is just turning her thoughts into something bad! She can trust rockst--... oh, well, I'm the last person who could say that u.u xP
I think after all Josh is right, she should be carefull with Marty's intentions! D: I hope he won't be a douchebag u.u

Keep posting it! :D :horns2
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Btw! So you aren't neither from USA nor the UK, right? But you also aren't spanish! wow! Where are you from? :P

and if you want an advice, you should separate the lines of what each character says, like:
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A young dude with long brown hair passed me by carrying a really heavy looking amp all by himself.

"Do you want some help?" I asked and began helping him carry the amp to the stage.

"Yeah, thank you..." he replied and smiled at me. "I'm Josh. And you are?"

"I'm Penelope. I'm a guitar technician here" I said and smiled back at him.


This way is so much easy to read and understand who's saying every line :)
Well, I guess that's all I can say! xD English isn't my mother tongue neither so, I get confused with verbs and expresions too xD But you'll figure it out in time! :D

Keep posting! Keep rocking! :horns2 :nanner:
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Woohoo! One reader! Thank you! It really means alot that you're reading it! :D Sorry that you had to wait almost a week for more posting. I've been staying at my friends house for a week and I had no access to computers.
And yeah, I'm from Sweden! :) Thank you for the advice, dude! (I know that you're a girl, but I call everyone dude, haha!) :) Yeah, here's more for ya! Hope you like it.
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Chapter II
In the hallway on my way from the dressing room I surprisingly ran into Josh.
“What’s up Josh?”
“Nothing in particular. I was just heading to a restaurant to grab some food before Megadeth goes off stage and we need to pack their instruments down again. Do you wanna join me?”
“Sure, now when I think about it, I’m really hungry” I said and followed Josh on his way to the restaurant.
“So, you’ve been thinking a lot of Friedman?” Josh teased me.
“Seriously, Josh, you need to stop claiming that I’ve got a crush on him. I don’t” I said briefly.
Josh chuckled “Ok, I’ll stop, I’ll stop. But just for the record you know, Friedman’s looking at you in the same way you’re looking at him”
“You said before he was only looking to get laid” I said and raised an eyebrow.
“Most rock stars only want to fuck… I’ve been around here much longer than you have. I know how things roll on big tours” he said briefly. “Hey, what about this? Pizza’s never wrong” he said and pointed at a pizza restaurant next to us.
“Sure, pizza’s fine” I replied and we went in to buy some pizza slices for dinner. While sitting at the little restaurant chatting with Josh I suddenly remembered the promise I’d made to Marty earlier.
“What time is it?!” I exclaimed and looked stressful at Josh.
“Umm, 9.15, why?”
“Shit! I’m almost late!” I said and rushed towards the door. “See you later, Josh! I had a good time!” I said and began running towards the venue. About a minute later I finally reached the stage from the backstage area. Megadeth had just started playing and was in the middle of Wake up Dead when I showed up. I smiled towards Marty whom smiled back at me when he saw me. About an hour later they pulled off their last encore Holy Wars… the Punishment Due.
Dave thanked the audience by shouting “Thank you, San Francisco! See you next time!” and the band walked off stage. I caught up with Marty as soon as he came off stage.
“That was an incredible show!”
“Thank you!” he said trying to catch his breath from playing his ass off on stage.
“I’m going to the showers now but I thought of grabbing a midnight snack or something before heading back to the hotel. Do you wanna join me?” he said trying to act self-confident while wiping some of his sweat away with a towel.
“Uhm, I don’t know if I can. I think I’ll have to help the other roadies with packing everything together after Slayer is done with their show. But I want to” I said, bummed that I still had work left to do that night.
“If I hurry up in the shower, we still have time to go out before Slayer finish their show…” Marty said and looked at me with puppy eyes.
“Ok, then… Fuck this shit, I’ll be back in time to pack” I said with a chuckle.
“Good! Meet me by the entrance in fifteen minutes” he said and hurried towards the showers.
Ok, fifteen minutes, Penelope. Take good care of the time now. I grabbed my handbag and hurried towards the bathrooms to refresh myself. I looked myself in the mirror. Oh, how I looked. I hadn’t seen my seen myself in all day and my hair was a complete mess from all the carrying and running. I picked up my hairbrush and pulled it through my hair. I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth and then applied a little bit of lip balm on my lips. I looked a bit better now and I figured that if Marty asked me out, did he ask me out? Well a night snack I surely count as asking me out, he probably didn’t care too much of how I looked. I looked down at my wrist watch. Holy fuck, gotta hurry up. I ran out of the bathrooms and hurried towards the entrance where I was about to meet Marty. When I was a couple of feet away from the entrance I slowed down and tried to catch my breath so I wouldn’t meet Marty all exhausted and short of breath. I walked around the corner and saw Marty signing some records for a couple of fans. I waited until he was done until I started approaching him. I tapped him neatly on the shoulder.
“Good evening” I said.
“Are we ready to go?” he asked. I nodded and he took my hand in his and we walked outside. Wow, wait a minute here, Penelope. Is he holding your hand? For real? Seriously he has to be interested in me in that way. Or is he just looking to get laid? Ah, stop it, Penelope. You’re probably just exaggerating. He probably just wants to be your friend.
“Is it ok that I hold your hand?” Marty said blushing and interrupted my thoughts.
“Yeah… I like you” I said and smiled nervously at him realizing what an incredible dumb looking sentence I just got out of my mouth.
“I like you too… The first time I saw you I noticed something different in your eyes. I’m dying to get to know you better. I just don’t want to seem like a creep” he said, still holding my hand. We walked into 7-Eleven and bought ourselves some sandwiches.
“Marty…” I said and took a bite of my sandwich.
“Yes?” he said and glanced at me.
“Are you only hanging out with me to get me into bed with you?” I said and bit my lip.
“No!” Marty exclaimed surprised by the question I just asked him. “Of course not, Penelope! Why do you think that?”
“I don’t know. Many rock stars are just looking to fuck and you’ve been so nice to me. Almost too nice to be true. Guys aren’t usually that nice to me” I said slightly embarrassed and looked down at my feet.
“Well, I guess you just have to trust me. I’m not just looking for sex. I promise” he said and stepped closer to me. I looked up and we gazed into each other’s dark brown eyes. Suddenly he leaned over and my lips met his in a soft kiss. I was spellbound when his warm lips touched mine. Suddenly I realized what was happening and I awkwardly pulled myself out of the kiss. Damn it Penelope, why did you do that? Ah you seem to ruin every good moment in your life! Hell, you liked that guy! When he finally kisses you, you just leave? What’s wrong with you?! “Sorry I have to go now, I think Slayer is done with their show by now” I said and hurried towards the venue again. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. I can’t believe he just kissed me. I can’t believe I just ran off. Oh, Penelope, you’re so stupid! When I arrived at the venue Slayer was almost through their set. They pulled of their last encore Angel of Death and walked off stage. Some crew members immediately walked out on stage and started to pack everything together. I helped them and began to unplug amps and put the instruments back in their cases. About an hour later we were finally done.
“Ok, we’re done! Get a good night’s sleep now everybody! We’re heading to Phoenix tomorrow! Steve shouted and I began walking towards the hotel. Ah, a long night’s sleep is going to feel so good right now, I thought hoping that I wouldn’t run into Marty on my way to my room. Hell, I had made a complete fool of myself. I was the one worrying about being screwed over by him but what was happening was really the opposite. I was on my way of screwing over him. I just left him there alone. I could just imagine how he felt right now. Why am I such a douchebag? I stepped into the elevator in the hotel where I’d met Junior for the first time almost a day ago and pressed the 7th floor button. The elevator stopped at the 7th floor and I went through the hallway until I finally reached my room. I closed the door behind me, pulled my top and pants off and immediately crashed into bed. I fell asleep at the moment my head touched the pillow. A lot of things had happened that day and I was really in need of some good hours of sleep.

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Oww!! Love trouble, drama oh yeah... Penelope is right in the middle of it.
I hope you like it! :)

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