Lindsey, Tessa, Ian, Jermaine, Kaja, and Jamie couldn’t believe the reception that they got when they showed up for the first day of school. They were barely able to get to their first bell class. Because of the students and staff that knew them and who wanted to shake their hands or get their autographs.

Lindsey got one of the security officers that worked at their school to escort her down to see Mr. Simmons. She received his message and was curious what he wanted to talk about. As she walks into the band practice room, she noticed that Mr. Simmons was busy recording the new instruments the school received.

“You wanted to see me, Mr. Simmons?” Lindsey approaches his desk.

Mr. Simmons looks up at Lindsey’s voice, after checking off the new trumpet the school received. He has been busy checking the new serial numbers for the new instruments and wanted to get them done before any new students showed up.

“Lindsey, yes I wanted to talk with you. Also, congratulations on winning the songwriter contest as well.” Mr. Simmons was proud of his student.

“Thank you, Mr. Simmons.” Lindsey didn’t know he knew about the contest.

Mr. Simmons saw the surprised look on Lindsey’s face “What? You didn’t think I wouldn’t keep up with my favorite student?” A smile graces his face.

Lindsey just smiles because she didn’t know she was his favorite student. She figures Leonard or Gracie was. They had been playing their instruments longer then she had.

“I didn’t know, sir.” Lindsey felt honored.

“I have to be careful about having favorites. However, the reason I called you down here. I gave the music sample you gave me of just you and the one with you and Ian to a friend of mine to listen too. He is the Executive Director of the Georgia Youth Symphony Orchestra and would like for you, and Ian to join them. I told him about the other band members and he would love to hear from them as well.” Mr. Simmons knew Tessa would be a good addition to the Orchestra.

“It sounds interesting and I wouldn’t mind knowing more. I think Tessa might be interested, but I don’t know about Jermaine. Ian, on the other hand, is thinking about joining the wrestling team.” Lindsey wouldn’t mind playing in an Orchestra or learning.

“Well, he would like to hear you and anyone else from your band that might be interested. If you decide to join, he’ll wave the tuition for the school.” Mr. Simmons knew his friend Don Alexander would love to have Lindsey and her bandmates in his school and Orchestra.

“It sounds interesting. When do they practice and have class?” Lindsey was curious.

“The symphony meets on Sunday from 3:00 p.m. to 5:30 p.m., The Jazz group meets on Wednesday from 5:30 p.m. to 7:00 p.m.” Mr.
Simmons knew Don wanted Lindsey for the Orchestra and the Jazz group. He loved her saxophone playing.

Lindsey didn’t know what arrangements have been made with the record company yet. So, she needed to talk with the band. She wanted to talk with Tessa and Ian as well. She knew Jermaine was going to join ROTC.

“When can I talk with him?” Lindsey wonders if he would come here or would she have to go there.

“He’ll be here Wednesday. He wants to hear you play during practice.” Mr. Simmons arranged it with him.

“Okay, I’ll know more by then what the band is going to do.”

“Good, oh, one more thing. There’s an advertising company that wants to use one of the samples you gave me. The creative director liked
what he heard and wanted to know if he could use it.” Mr. Simmons was listening to the sample when his friend called and heard it.

“He has my permission, Mr. Simmons. If he wants to buy that sample, let me know.” Lindsey adjusts her book bag on her shoulder.

“Thanks, Lindsey, I’ll tell him. He’ll probably pay you for the sample. Let me write you a pass and send you on your way to class.” Mr. Simmons writes a pass for Lindsey and hands it to her.

“Thank you, Mr. Simmons.” Lindsey accepts it and heads towards her first class.

Lindsey had American Government first thing in the morning. Since it was a college-level course she had to work a little harder. Her next class after homeroom is Algebra II. Then she had Physical Education. This week they were in the gym, so she needed to change into her gym suit.
She does get odd looks occasionally, as she changes into her gym clothes.

Lindsey just ignores them and heads out of the locker room. She had a new coach and she worked the class. Only a handful of students weren’t worn out by the end of class. Lindsey wasn’t out of shape as the other students. Her knee was bothering her, and she would have to wrap it up after class.

When lunchtime comes around, she meets up with the other members of the band and claims a table for themselves. Lindsey sits next to Kaja
“how has everyone’s classes been so far?”

“Great, once everyone stopped asking me for my autograph or how I felt while we were on stage.” Jermaine wasn’t used to the attention he was getting from his friends and other classmates.

“How many girls were giving you their phone numbers?” Jamie sits down with his girlfriend.

“Too many. How about you Tessa, how many boys wanted your number or wanted to be your man?” Jermaine looks over towards Tessa.

“I didn’t have too many boys hit on me. I think I scare them with my gothic look.” Tessa had come to school dress in her gothic outfit.

She liked the outfit Maxine wore at their concert and was thinking about making an outfit like that. She looks over towards Lindsey and Ian “are you two a couple?”

Lindsey just smiles at Tessa. She and Ian were still dating and planned on staying together.

Tessa notices the smile on Lindsey’s face “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“You do know we have band rules about dating other band members.” Jamie looks at Ian and Lindsey.

Lindsey turns her attention towards Jamie “we do?”

Jamie just smirks “nay, I just wanted to see the look on your face.”

Lindsey wanted to punch Jamie.

“I do have some news from Mr. Simmons. The director from Georgia Youth Symphony Orchestra is going to be here Wednesday and he wants to hear how well we play. He’s extended an invitation for me, Ian and Tessa to come and join the Orchestra. He extended it to you Jermaine, but I know you said you were joining ROTC and wanted to play Basketball.” Lindsey hopes she didn’t mess up.

“That’s fine and your right. I joined ROTC and will be trying out for the basketball team this year.” Jermaine didn’t mind not being asked or not joining the orchestra.

“I’m going to have to decline as well, Lindsey. I’m joining the wrestling team. Also, we have several football games were going to have to play at this year.” Ian looks at Lindsey to remind her of their band schedule.

“Damn! I forgot about our band schedule. Maybe it won’t interfere with the orchestra. Has anyone heard from Terry about practice this Sunday?” Lindsey looks towards Jamie.

“Practice is still Sunday. However, we might want to start looking for a studio for our band. My parents have been talking about tossing us out of the garage. My father and mom want to park their cars in the garage.” Jamie overheard his parents talking.

“I’ll talk with my mom tonight. She might know of a location we can either rent or maybe buy.” Lindsey hopes Barbara might know of a location.

The bell ring telling them lunch was over and they needed to head to their classes. Lindsey had band practice at the end of the day. When Ian,
Tessa, and Lindsey show-up for band practice, they are met with applause from their fellow band mates.

As Lindsey takes her seat with her saxophone, she notices Henry coming in. He was still first chair. She goes about getting her sax ready for practice.

As Henry sits down next to Lindsey “are you going after my seat this year?”

“Nope, I’m willing to follow your lead, Henry.” Lindsey played because she loved music.

She could careless about what chair she held. Music is what she enjoyed.

“Oh, come on. Do you really expect me to believe that?” Henry puts a new reed in his mouth piece.

“Yep, I play music because I love hearing the notes and how they all go together. It’s like hearing what in here,” as she points to her head “and
hearing it manifest for real.”

Henry just watches as Lindsey prepares her sax. Hers was an older model and he remembered last year when she traded in her school one and brought her new one out.

“We’ll see how well you do this year.” Henry didn’t want to lose his seat.

Lindsey watches as some of the new people get their papers to take back to their parents to sign. She remembered taking hers last year to Barbara. She looks over towards Tessa and saw that she was familiarizing herself with the new piano.

“Alright students, let’s see how rusty you guys and girls are from your summer vacation.” Mr. Simmons looks proudly at his old students and the new ones.

Lindsey, Ian, and Tessa walk towards the front door of their school. Lindsey kept yawning as she kept pace with her friends.

“How late did you stay up last night, Lindsey?” Tessa glances towards her friend.

“Till two in the morning. I finished all my homework, so I thought I would work on one of our songs. I had a few new ideas and wanted to see how it would sound. It took me a little longer then I thought, but I managed to make the song better.” Lindsey covers up a yawn.

“Your mother let you stay up till two in the morning on a school night?” Tessa couldn’t believe it.

“Her mother would have made her be in bed by midnight.” Tessa knew her parents had a hard time at first with her being trans. However, after her father left. It brought her and her mother closer.

“My mom is used to it. She knows unless I get what is inside my head out, I won’t sleep.” Barbara didn’t mind Lindsey staying up to work on her music.

“If I stayed up that late banging on my drums, my mother would kill me.” Ian knew his mother would send him to bed.

“Your mother should soundproof your bedroom.” Lindsey’s mother soundproofed the spare bedroom for her. That way she wouldn’t bother her mother with her practicing.

“We talked about it and planned on doing that soon.”

“Well, now we need to find a studio to practice at. Oh, that friend of Mr. Simmons is coming in tomorrow to check us out. Also, has anyone talked with Terry or Brenda?” As Lindsey heads towards her locker with Tessa and Ian following behind her.

“I haven’t heard from them. However, I did hear from Kaja and according to what she heard. We have a lot of gigs after Thanksgiving lined up.” Ian saw Kaja in one of his classes yesterday.

“How many gigs?” Lindsey looks towards Ian.

“Don’t know, but we have a few. Just like we are going to be in the Christmas parade this year with our school.” Ian heard about it from one of his instructors.

“You got to be kidding me. We are going to be in the Christmas parade?” Tessa and Lindsey look at Ian.

“Yep, so you better dress warmly.” Ian just smirks as they stop by his locker.

Tessa and Lindsey head towards the class they have together, while Ian heads towards his. The first part of the day goes by like the other day. New students arriving in class and a few changes to the classes.

Around lunchtime they meet again in the cafeteria at a table they were claiming as their own. Jermaine, Kaja, and Jamie join them. Kaja sits on
one side of Lindsey, while Ian sits on the other side of her.

“So, how have your classes been?” Lindsey looks towards Kaja because she didn’t join them on their first day.

“Oh, I’m doing fine. We have a new drama and art teacher this year.” Kaja loved art and will also miss her old art teacher that she had last
year.

“Any new ideas for our merchandise?” Lindsey knew that Kaja, Brenda, Terry, and their manager at Universal Music Publishing Group.

They had arranged for Kaja to still handle all their merchandise. If the record company wants to add anything or sell with the bands name or members on it, had to get permission from her.

“Yep, I’m working with a new vendor that promise to give us a good price on our merchandise. I’m also expanding what we sell as well.” Kaja had a few new ideas for them.

“Well, we need to get together and talk about things.” Lindsey missed being around Kaja and sleeping with her. She loved both Ian and Kaja.

By the time lunch was over everyone heads towards their next class. Tessa, Ian, and Lindsey had band class as their last class. Mr. Simmons had them practicing a new piece they were going to be playing after Thanksgiving.

“Lindsey, Tessa and Ian could you stay behind, please?” Mr. Simmons wanted to talk to them.

Lindsey, Tessa, and Ian stay behind after all their friends and fellow students leave. Once it was just them and Mr. Simmons. They look towards him.

Mr. Simmons looks at the three students “tomorrow, Mr. Alexander will be here tomorrow to see how well the three of you play. I know you said, Ian, that your thinking of joining the wrestling team this year. However, why don’t you try out for Mr. Alexander and see, just in case you change your mind.”

“I’ll think about, Mr. Simmons.” Ian wanted to see if he could make a career outside of music.

“That’s all I ask. So, I’ll see you three tomorrow.” He smiles at them and watches as they leave.

The three head towards their school bus. As they walk outside, they notice their band’s bus waiting for them. Krist was driving and had the door open for them. They notice that all the band members were on the bus., except Jamie and his girlfriend.

“Come on and get in. We have a meeting to get to.” Krist had been sent by Terry to pick-up Tessa, Ian, and Lindsey.

“Where are we going?” Lindsey takes a seat and buckles in.

“The Station. Terry and Jamie are already there.” Krist closes the door after Lindsey, Ian and Tessa are aboard.

The ride to The Station didn’t take long. Lindsey sent a text to her mother and Tessa’s mother letting them know that she and Tessa were with the band at The Station.

“I wonder why we are meeting here?” Krist pulls the bus into their assigned parking space.

Lindsey unbuckles her seat belt and follows behind Ian towards the restaurant. They are greeted by Amanda, one of the new hostesses that manager Val Green recently hired.

“Hey Val, how’s your day been so far?” Lindsey liked Val. She was heavily into the Steampunk culture and was married.

“It’s been okay so far. My shift just started, and things have been a little slow. Oh, by the way, Terry and Brenda are expecting you guys.”
Amanda turns to lead them to the private room they use for special occasions.

“Do you know what this is about?” As Lindsey follows behind Amanda.

“Nope, all I do know is, I’m to bring you guys here when you arrived.” Amanda opens the door to the private room.

As Lindsey walks in, she notices the rest of the band was there. Jermaine, Terry, Jamie, Brenda, Maxine, Christy, were waiting for them.

“Why don’t you guys order yourself a drink. We have a lot to talk about.” Brenda watches as everyone takes a seat.

A waitress named Kelly comes in and takes their drink order, along with any snacks they wanted. Once their order was placed “alright, as you know, we signed with a company called Universal Music Publishing Group. They want us to get some personal photos done and shoot several music videos. On top of that, they want us to produce another album. The first two we did, are still licensed under us. We also have been hired by the management company of our local mall to play Christmas songs and the Mayor wants us to have a float in the Christmas Parade.”

“Our school band is going to be marching in that parade.” Lindsey looks towards Brenda.

“Well, you're going to have to ask your band instructor if you, Tessa and Ian can miss that. The Mayor really wants us to be in it. The town is very proud of us and for what we have done.” Brenda was surprised to receive the request from the Mayor’s office.

“Alright, I’ll talk with Mr. Simmons.” Lindsey figures Mr. Simmons won’t mind, it's just the rest of her band mates that might take it personally.

“What does the mall want us to dress like for that performance?” Kaja saw an interesting opportunity here.

“They would like for us to dress festively.” Brenda knew that they were going to need to hire a tailor or someone to make new outfits for them.

“I’ll handle the design. I have a few ideas in mind.” Kaja already had something in mind for Tessa and Lindsey.

“We also have our obligation here at The Station and The Airship.” Brenda had contracts with both restaurants.

“We might have additional problems as well. Mr. Simmons shared some music I did before joining the band with the Executive Director of the
Georgia Youth Symphony Orchestra. He’s coming by tomorrow to hear how we play during band practice at school. I know he wants members of our band to join the Orchestra. I have also been thinking about playing some jazz as well. The school has a jazz class I might be interested in attending.” Lindsey wanted to broaden her knowledge of music.

“Well, we will cover any problems that might spring up.” Brenda knew they had some flexibility.

“We have some more gigs as well. Some of them are to promote our music, which means we will be attending signings.” Terry forgot to tell Brenda about a couple of signing opportunities that has been set-up for them.

“You better send us a calendar with all these gigs on it. Also, I have a few new songs for us to play. I think we might want to work on some Christmas songs played in our style.” Lindsey had her plate full of songs she was working on.

“Practice is still Sunday. Lindsey, can you speak to your mother about a list of places we can rent to use for practice? My parents would like for us to find another practice place.” Terry was approached by his father about the band getting a place of their own to practice.

“I can do that, I think my mother has a few suggestions for us.” Lindsey needs to remember to talk with her mother.

The rest of the afternoon they discuss some small stuff and have dinner at The Station. It was compliments of the manager since they hardly ever ask for anything when they perform.

“Remember, I’m picking you up after school today, Lindsey.” Barbara watches as Lindsey walks out the front door.

“I will mom.” Lindsey yawns as she walks to the bus stop.

She stayed up late last night when she got back from The Station. Lindsey spots Ian as he approached the bus stop.

“Hey, you look like I feel.” Ian spotted how tired Lindsey was.

“I stayed up practicing late last night.” Which wasn’t unusual for her.

“How about you? You look like you didn’t sleep well last night.” Lindsey saw bags under Ian’s eyes.

“I stayed up late working on my math assignment. My math teacher gave us three pages of math problems to do.” Ian covers up a yawn.

“I know the feeling.” As Lindsey covers a yawn.

The school bus finally arrives. Ian and Lindsey board and sit together. They arrive at Tessa’s bus stop. Once she comes aboard, she sits in the seat in front of them with a friend of hers. She was dress in one of her long sleeve maxi dresses and wearing her favorite silver necklace.

Tessa turns around in her seat to look at Lindsey “so, did you talk to your mother last night?”

“Yep, she’s picking me up after school today and we're going to go and look at a few places.” That’s was why her mother was reminding her that she was picking her up.

“How’s your part-time job dealing with your popularity?” Lindsey knew Tessa worked part-time after school.

“They said that any day I need off for band performances or for school, I can have. I just need to let them know that day.” Tessa was glad that Stefano was willing to give her the days off.

“Sounds like your boss is enjoying your popularity.” Lindsey knew if she worked after school, her boss would enjoy having a popular band member working for them.

The ride to school was quick and over with. Ian, Tessa, and Lindsey wait until everyone is off the bus before they depart. They all head to their lockers and change their books out. They put away anything they don’t need for their next few classes.

Their morning classes are intense. Lindsey has several pop quizzes her teachers spring on them. By the time they head to lunch, Lindsey is tired.

Kaja plops down next to Lindsey “you look tired.”

“I am.” Lindsey could use a Red Bull or something to give her some energy.

“Here, drink this.” Ian hands Lindsey a Pepsi.

“Thanks, and where did you get this?” Lindsey looks at him.

All the soda machines and snack machines had been removed from their school. The teacher’s lounge was the only place you could grab a soda or snacks.

“I brought it from home. I keep a six pack in my locker.” Ian pulls one out for himself as well.

“Thanks.” Lindsey pops the seal and takes a sip. She had two more classes to get through, before band practice.

Band Room:
When Ian, Lindsey, and Tessa walk into the band room, they noticed that there was a new guy in there talking with Mr. Simmons. He was an older gentleman and lean looking. He was taller than Mr. Simmons by a good six inches or more.

Tessa leans close to Lindsey as she puts her saxophone together “is that Mr. Alexander?”

“I guess. Mr. Simmons said he was going to be here today.” As Lindsey finishes putting her sax together and wetting her reed.

“Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. I would like for you to meet Don Alexander, he is the Executive Director of the Georgia Youth
Symphony Orchestra. He is visiting us today to see who would like to audition for a spot in the Orchestra. He has ten spots open and he has other schools to visit.” Mr. Simmons had glances towards Lindsey, Tessa, and Ian.

Henry glances toward Lindsey “let me guess, he’s already chosen you?”

“Mr. Alexander has, but I haven’t said yes, yet.” Lindsey flips through the music they were going to play.

“Since your band became popular. It seems that you and your band members are getting all the opportunities.” Henry was starting to hate
Lindsey.

“Henry, you’re a good musician. If you wanted to join a band or even a jazz group, they would be lucky to get you. There’s no reason to be
jealous of me or my band. We work hard and practice till we get our songs right.” Lindsey knew Henry was a good player and would make a good addition to any band.

Mr. Alexander listens as the band plays their instruments. He could identify the students he had come to listen too, because of their playing and the sound of their instruments. The gothic looking girl that was playing the piano in the band and the sax player. He could hear the drum
player doing a good job of keeping everyone on tempo.

He listens carefully to everyone and picked out a few others that would make a good addition to the program. He stays till the end of class and when all the students have left for the day.

“You have a good group of students here, Williams. How long have some of your students been playing?” Don enjoyed what he heard.

“Some of them, since they got to this school. The rest for a few years. Lindsey, Tessa, and Ian are sophomores, Henry is a junior. He’s good but is a little competitive with Lindsey.” Mr. Simmons had spotted that.

“How come?” Don was curious.

“Well, first she is the youngest student in this school. She’s only thirteen years old. Secondly, she’s a natural when it comes to music. She hears music in her head and can put it to sheet music without any problems. She can play several different instruments. She puts a lot of practice time in to be proficient in the instruments she plays.” Mr. Simmons knew how Lindsey loved music and the instruments she plays.
Don looks at his friend “who writes the music for her band?”

“She writes most of it and corrects what other members of her band write. She’s a natural. Her friend and bandmate Tessa is really good on the piano.” Mr. Simmons loved how Tessa played.

“Do you think either one of them will accept my offer?” Don would love to have the two of them.

“I think they will.” Mr. Simmons knew how Lindsey enjoyed music.

Outside of School:
Lindsey watches as her friends get on the school bus. She wishes she was going with them, but she was waiting for her mother. She looks around and finally spots her mother. She was stuck in line, behind four cars.

Lindsey just waits, till her mother pulls up. Once Barbara stopped, Lindsey, climbs in.

“Hi, mom.” Lindsey fastens her seat belt.

“Hey, sweetie. So, are you ready to go and look at a few places for your band?” Barbara had a made a list of places that met the band's requirements.

“Yes ma’am, I’m ready.” Lindsey adjusts her seat belt as Barbara follows the traffic away from the school.

Lindsey yawns as she gets out of bed. Her arms were sore, and her bad knee was bothering her. They finally found a place that would be perfect for the band to practice, record and choreograph their dance moves. They signed a lease with Barbara’s rental agency to lease the place, with the option to buy it.

They spent the last few days after school cleaning and renovating it. They managed to track down some used and brand-new recording equipment from the music store. They bought all the equipment from the same store that they bought all their instruments from. Maxine was
put in charge of hooking everything up and making sure it worked.

Lindsey and Tessa joined the jazz and orchestra classes. Their first days of class were interesting.to say the least. The style of music was different from what they were used to playing. Both were enjoying their classes and playing at The Station and the Airship. Lindsey socialized with the jazz group that performs at The Station and The Airship about the different styles of music.

Lindsey walks out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. She had a slight limp to her walk because of the temperature change. Her knee was reacting to it. She grabs an orange and starts peeling it. Barbara had to leave early to show a couple of houses.

She turns the television on in the kitchen and watches the news. Her band was in the news again from their performance in the park and how they will be playing in the upcoming Christmas parade. Kaja hasn’t gotten back to them about the Christmas costumes they were going to wear when they performed. She finishes her orange and fixes some coffee for herself. She walks over to the refrigerator where she posted the calendar of events they had planned for November and December.

They had six football games between October and November. Then they needed to go and get new group pictures for their third album coming out around Christmas time. She cleans up the mess she made in the kitchen

Once Lindsey finishes her coffee, she heads back into her bedroom and starts getting dress. Lindsey examines her body in the full-length mirror on the back of her door. Her body was developing faster than she thought. Her breasts were getting bigger. She was already up to a B cup. She outgrew her A cup bra. She puts her knee brace on after she finishes getting dress.

Today they were going to practice at the new studio. Terry and Jamie’s parents were happy when they finally found it. It took them about a week to find the perfect place. Then another week to get it ready, while they honored their obligations.

Lindsey hears a car honking outside her house, she peeks out the window and spots Krist in their Band bus. Lindsey grabs her bag and heads out to the band bus.

“Hey, Krist.” As she walks in.

Tessa and Ian were already on the bus. Lindsey waves to them as she takes a seat.

“Hey, guys.”

“Hey, Lindsey.” Tessa was looking over some music she came across in her mother’s stuff.

It looked like her mother started writing it, but never finished it. She wouldn’t mind finishing it for her mother. She wonders why her mother never finished the piece.

Ian was tapping on the seat with his drumsticks. He was trying to work out a piece that Lindsey wrote for their third album. He notices that she was wearing her knee brace today.

“Is your knee bothering you?” As he spots tapping and looks over towards her.

“Yep, it started hurting this morning when I got up.” Lindsey took some aspirin to dull the pain.

“Is it the one you injured last year in gym class?” Ian couldn’t remember if it was her left or right knee.

“The one I injured last year in gym class.” Lindsey rubs her knee.

“Alright, ladies and gentlemen were here,” Krist calls towards the back.

He installed a camera, so he could see what was going on behind him and an intercom to talk with everyone.

“Thanks, Krist.” Lindsey gets out first, followed by Ian and Tessa.

The outside looked like it used to be a medical office. They kept the reception area like it was and converted one of the large medical rooms and the room next to it into a recording studio. The other medical room, they converted that into a practice room and the last room was big enough for them to choreograph their dance moves.

They also had a room that Kaja could put their merchandise they ordered in and store spare parts for their instruments. They had storage shelves for keeping the studio cleaned and ready for use. The rent on the place wasn’t too bad. The gigs they do on the weekends for the Steampunk restaurants cover the cost of the building and the electricity. The building itself sat on 1.5 acres of land and was out by itself. The parking lot could hold twenty cars and had a small kitchenette.

Krist parks the tour bus and heads inside as well. He liked the new place, especially the reception area. He could watch the football game on the big screen the band put in there.

The smell of fresh paint and cleaner assault his nose as he walks in. All the band members were standing in the reception area. He walks over to them to find out what they were going to do.

Terry looks at everyone and couldn’t believe they finally got a building that was theirs. They had worked hard setting up everything and now it was ready to be used.

“Today, we will have our first rehearsal in our new studio. So, let's go and have some fun.” Terry leads the way to the practice studio.

The smell of fresh paint assaulted their sense of smell. Their instruments were already set-up and ready to go. Tessa takes her spot and Lindsey’s takes her spot. Everyone else takes their place and they start playing.

For the next few hours, they practice their old songs and some of the new ones that were written. They practice a few Christmas songs with their own style and twist to the songs. By the time they stop for a break, all the band members were a little wipeout.

“Who wants cold water?” Ian grabs a towel and wipes the sweat off his body.

“I’ll take one.” Lindsey walks over to Ian.

Ian hands her bottle water “anyone else wants one?”

“I’ll take one.” Tessa walks over to Ian as well.

Terry and Jamie look over towards the three “can we continue?”

“Yes.” Lindsey walks back over towards her instruments.

“So, which songs do you want to play on the float?” Lindsey looks towards Terry since he is the leader of their band.

“Well, since it is a Christmas float. We can play Here comes Santa Clause, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, I saw Mommy kissing Santa
Clause, Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas and Santa Claus is Coming to Town.” Tessa figures those songs would be good for them.

“Don’t forget Jingle Bells.” Jermaine knew the kids love that song.

“Okay, so let’s play those songs and put our twist on them.” Lindsey starts off with Jingle Bells, but she puts a little twist to it and Tessa follows on her synthesizer.

The guys picked up on Lindsey’s and Tessa’s twist and add to it. When they transitioned from that song, they go directly into the next one with
Terry burning the way. He gives the song his special touch with Tessa adding a special touch of her own to it. By the time they were done, it was late in the afternoon.

“Dam! We need to load the bus up and take our gear over to The Airship.” Lindsey was sitting on her bar stool she keeps at her synthesizer rubbing her knee.

“Which instruments do you want to take with us?” Terry looks towards Lindsey and spotted her rubbing her bad knee.

“Let’s take our backup instruments with us tonight. Tessa can use my spare synthesizer and I’ll play my sax and the Gretsch resonator tonight.” Lindsey didn’t feel like jumping all over the stage.

“Lindsey, is your knee bothering you?” Terry walks over and looks at it.

“The aspirin I took has worn off.” Lindsey reaches down for her purse.

“Here, let me get them for you.” Terry reaches into Lindsey purse and grabs the aspirin bottle.

He hands the small white bottle to her after opening it.

“Thanks.” Lindsey pops two aspirin into her mouth and takes a sip of her water.

“You sit and rest for a while, Lindsey.” Terry knew Barbara wanted him to look after Lindsey.

Even his own mother told him to make sure he lookout for her. Jamie and Jermaine help with loading the bus up with their spare instrument.

Tessa leans in close to Lindsey “are you going to be able to play tonight.”

“I’ll be able to play, I just won’t be able to do a lot of bouncing around and dancing tonight.” Even with her wearing her brace, she knew she better not do a lot of movement tonight.

Lindsey double checks the instruments and make sure they have everything they need tonight. Once she is done, she gets on the bus and takes a seat where she can stretch her leg out. She lays back against the seat and enjoys the ride over to The Airship.

“Lindsey, let me set your instruments up.” Jermaine was concern about their youngest member.

“Thanks, Jermaine.” Lindsey closes her eyes and relax.

Twenty minutes later, they arrive at The Airship and come in from the back entrance and set-up for their performance tonight. The place wasn’t as busy as it normally was on a Saturday night.

“Stay here, till we're ready to play, Lindsey.” Terry escorts Lindsey over towards a table near the stage.

Vicky, the shift manager comes walking over towards Lindsey “hey Lind’s, how are you feeling?”

Lindsey looks up at Vicky “sore, my knee is bothering me.”

“What did you do to it?” Vicky knew Lindsey was a good musician.

“It’s the one that I injured last year in school.” Lindsey could still remember the girl who pushed her hard that fractured her kneecap.

She wasn't in school this year. What Lindsey heard, she got shipped off to a private school that has reputation for being extremely strict.

“Will you be able to perform tonight?” Vicky didn’t want Lindsey to injure herself more.

“I’ll be able to play, I just won’t be jumping around on stage.” A smile appears on her face.

“Okay, but if you need anything, let me know.” Vicky knew the patrons came to see Lindsey bounce around on stage and play different
instruments.

The band starts playing on time. Lindsey sits behind her synthesizer and play. She changes instruments throughout their gigs.

By the time they were done with their gig. Lindsey was ready to go home. She checks her knee and felt fluid inside it.

She figures her mother will have to take her to the doctor tomorrow and have it taken care of. Once they were loaded, Krist takes Lindsey home and drop her and Ian off.

“I'll take care of your instruments, Lindsey.” Krist could tell that Lindsey wasn’t feeling well.

“Thanks, Krist.” As she limps towards the front door with her sax.

Lindsey couldn’t believe she was missing school because of her bad knee. The doctor had taken a sample of the fluid in her knee to see what it was and what might be causing it. She also took more x-rays and MRI’s of her knee and was hoping they didn’t have to operate on her knee again.

Once she was dressed and sitting in the doctor’s office with her mother. Her doctor walks in and sits down behind her desk. Dr. Hollander looks at the x-ray and the MRI that had been taken of Lindsey’s knee. She compares it to the one she took five months ago when Lindsey broke her knee cap in gym class. Lindsey’s knee had healed properly, but the MRI detected inflammation that had formed in Lindsey’s knee.

“Lindsey, have you been very active during your performances?” Dr. Hollander knew Lindsey was in a band and danced around a lot while she performed.

“Yes, ma’am.” Lindsey did do a lot of dancing on stage.

“Have you been doing any other heavy activity lately?”

“The band just got their own studio and have been renovating it.” Barbara could see where Dr. Hollander was heading.

“Did you do any heavy lifting?” Dr. Hollander watches Lindsey’s facial expression.

“Not much and I lifted whatever I was moving with my legs.” Lindsey had help moving some of the heavy items they had while she was doing it.

“You might have aggravated your knee too much between your performances and moving heavy equipment. What I want you to do is to stay off your feet for a few days and I’m going to prescribe some pain and anti-inflammatory for you to take.” Dr. Hollander starts writing a prescription for Lindsey.

“I can’t stay off my feet for a few days. We have several performances this weekend and next week as well.” That wasn’t counting the performances she had with the orchestra.

“Lindsey, you can play without jumping around. You did last night.” Barbara watched a YouTube video that had been posted of their performance.

Lindsey looks at her mother and wonder how her mother knew “I’ll try, mom.”

Dr. Hollander hands Barbara, Lindsey’s prescription. She looks towards Lindsey “just try to stay off your feet, Lindsey.”

“I’ll try Dr. Hollander.” Lindsey follows her mother to her car, after saying good-bye to Dr. Hollander and her staff.

“Mom, can you drop me off at the studio please?” Lindsey looks at Barbara as they head for the nearest Pharmacy to fill Lindsey’s prescription.

“After I fill your prescription young lady. You can go ahead take the rest of the day off from school. Just make sure you get any work you
missed today tomorrow from your teachers.” Barbara didn’t mind dropping Lindsey off at the studio and letting her miss the rest of her classes.
Barbara stops at a nearby CVS Pharmacy near the studio to fill Lindsey’s prescription. She also picks up an ice pack that Lindsey could keep at the studio.

They stop at Wendy’s and pick up some lunch. When they arrive at the studio, Barbara helps Lindsey inside and since she hasn’t toured the place since the band took over. She explores the place to see what they have done to it.

Barbara looks at what the band and their friends had done to the place. She had shown the place to Lindsey, Terry, and Brenda originally. Now the place looked better and like a studio fit for a band. It didn’t look like the medical clinic it originally had been. She knew all the parents of the band helped with labor or donating money to buy equipment and construction supplies for them.

Barbara spots the security cameras they had installed in the place. She checks out the recording studio and the practice room. She loved how the kids had redone the place. She could see Kaja's artistic touch in how they painted and decorated the place. When she goes back up front to check on Lindsey, she hears Lindsey talking with Terry.

Terry had been surprised that Barbara’s car was at the studio when he pulled up in his mother’s car. When he went inside the place and heard music coming from the small kitchenette they had. He investigates and finds Lindsey sitting at the table in there with her leg propped up on another chair. She was eating a salad and drinking a drink from Wendy’s.

“What brings you up here so early and why aren’t you in school?” As Terry sits down at the table next to Lindsey.

“I went to the Doctor’s Office this morning to have my knee looked at and was told to stay off my feet for a few days.” Lindsey takes a sip of the sweet tea she got with her lunch.

“So, what did the doctor say about your knee?” He had been a little concern about Lindsey.

“She said that it was just inflammation in my knee and that was causing the build-up of fluid. Dr. Hollander took a few samples and asked me if
I have been doing a lot of physical activities on stage and when we renovated the place. She thinks all the physical activity I have been doing, might have aggravated my injury.” Lindsey had gotten hurt five months ago when she first came to live with Barbara.

One of the mean girls in her gym class knocked her to the gym floor and caused her to land on her knee. The fall broke her knee cap in half. It’s only been about five months since the accident.

“So, does that mean you have to continually wear your brace?” Terry wonders how Lindsey’s knee injury was going to affect the band.

“No, but she does want me to take it easy. I'm supposed to stay off my feet for a few days.” Lindsey takes another sip of her sweet tea.

“Hhmm, that might present a problem on stage.” Terry knew Lindsey loved dancing around on stage behind her synthesizer.”

“She could do what she did last night, Terry.” Barbara comes walking into the kitchenette.

“Hi, Mrs. Weathers and yes you are right, but we have several performances coming up this weekend and next week as well.” Terry was
worried about Lindsey performing.

“So, she can do it behind her synthesizer sitting on a stool.” Barbara figures it won’t hurt Lindsey.

“True, she could.” As he looks at Lindsey “Your mother is right.”

“I know.” Lindsey puts her trash in Wendy’s bag and limps over to the trashcan.

As she is limping back to the table “Tessa and I have four performances next week with the orchestra.”

“I know. Tessa sent me an email when she got the schedule. I was waiting to hear from you.” Terry looks at Lindsey as she sits back down.

“I was going to inform you after I saw the doctor, Terry.” Lindsey had meant to send him an email.

“It’s okay.” Terry looks towards Barbara. She’s been kind of quiet as they spoke.

“So, are you going to let Lindsey perform?” Terry hopes Lindsey was going to be performing with them.

“You said that the performances are this weekend?” Barbara watches Terry.

“Yes ma’am. We have four performances this weekend. One on Friday after school, another two on Saturday and one on Sunday after Lindsey and Tessa gets out of class.” Terry knew they had a busy weekend.

Next week was even worse for them. Especially on Thursday night. Lindsey and Tessa had a performance they had to do with the Orchestra and Lindsey had a performance with the Jazz group she was in on Friday and then with the band afterwards.

Barbara already knew about the concerts Lindsey was going to be involve in, because they went out and bought a nice new black dress for her to wear. Tessa and her mother had gone shopping with them. Tessa has been spending time with Lindsey, since the two of them were transgender.

Lindsey was helping Tessa cope with the hormones she was on. Lindsey has been on hers for a while, but Tessa just started hers. So, Tessa was adjusting to the emotional roll coaster she was having with her emotions. She knew what she was going through and wanted to help Tessa.

Barbara looks at Lindsey and could see she wanted her to say yes. She looks back towards Terry “Alright, but you make sure she isn’t lifting anything heavy or dancing around either.”

“I’ll make sure Mrs. Weathers.” Terry will talk with the rest of the band and make sure Lindsey doesn’t lift anything heavy or dance around a lot.

Barbara had an appointment she had to attend, so she leaves Lindsey with Terry. After her mother leaves, Lindsey heads towards the practice room and start working on some music. Terry joins her as she plays. They spend the rest of the afternoon working on a new piece for the album.

Lindsey looks at the others as she laid face down on the lounge seat in the back of their band coach. She was extremely tired and could barely keep her eyes opened. They have been busy since going back to school.

Her and Tessa had been busy with the orchestra and the jazz group she had been playing in. Terry didn’t mind her playing in the group. They only got together once a week to play at some of the jazz clubs in town.

She was happy Henry joined a jazz group. The jazz group that played at the two steampunk restaurants they played at, took Henry on. Now, they were playing at some of the high-end restaurants.

Since she has gone to the doctor about her knee. She has been taking it careful and wearing her knee brace more often. Even when she has gym class, she has been taking it easy. She opens the drawer under her seat and pull out some blankets and pillows out to curl up under. They were on their way back from a gig they did in Huntsville, Alabama.

They had done four gigs in three days. The last time they had been busy was around the holidays. They did a few gigs near and around Thanksgiving. Then they were busy during the Christmas holidays. Not only had they been busy, but they had to fly to New York for a television interview with some of the late-night shows.

The Christmas parade they were involved in, was cold and the costumes they had chosen to wear. Didn’t provide much warmth when the wind blew. Lindsey got chapped lips and it was difficult for her to play her saxophone.

On New Year Eve, the band was invited to a party sponsored by the record company. Someone spiked Lindsey’s drink and when she woke up the next day. She found herself lying naked in bed between Kaja and Ian in a hotel room she didn’t recognize. Kaja and Ian were naked as well.

She felt Ian’s manhood resting against her butt cheeks and his arms around her. Kaja was facing her and had her arms around her as well. On top of that, her mouth tasted funny and her anal opening was hurting her.

She felt nauseous and her head was hurting her. She had a difficult time slipping out of bed, without waking everyone. She made it to the bathroom in time, as her stomach upchucked everything, she had in it. She was sitting on the bathroom floor, throwing up everything in her stomach.

To this day, she couldn’t recall everything that happened that night. All she knew, was Kaja had seen she was acting weird and took her back to their hotel room. On the way up to their room, they ran into Ian and he was wasted as well. The three of them ended up in bed with one another.

Lindsey’s mother had brought her boyfriend with her and they had done some celebrating as well. When she found out what happened to Lindsey, she was concerned about her and then a lecture followed afterward. She was glad that Ian in his drunken state had put a rubber on when he had sex with her and Kaja.

According to Kaja, she kept coming onto her while they were in bed with Ian. So, the two of them had some lesbian sex. The dynamics between the three of them changed some, but they were still seeing each other or were together.

“Krist, how much longer before we’re home?” Lindsey uses the intercom in the back to speak with Krist up front.

“Another hour and a half. I have to stop at a gas station and fill the tank.” Krist had glanced at the gas gauge and noticed they were almost out.

“Okay, well wake us when we get home.” Lindsey had glanced around the back and everyone was either asleep or plugged in playing games or watching a movie.

Lindsey curls up under the blankets after fluffing the pillow. She closes her eyes and let sleep claim her. She was out so fast, that if someone tried to wake her, she would ignore them.

Krist spots a Circle K gas station that was opened and pulls into it. He pulls up to the pumps and shut the engine off. The Invertor that powers the back of the coach was still providing power.

He gets out and starts pumping the gas after he got approved. As he is standing there pumping the gas. A State Trooper pulls up and notices the bands coach. He walks over towards the bus and Krist.

“This your coach, boy?” Officer Jenkins had spotted the band coach.

He noticed it was pulling a small trailer behind it. Both vehicles had the bands name on the side and on the back.

“Yes, sir. I’m the driver for the band.” Krist finishes pumping the gas.

“I want to see the ids of everyone inside.” Officer Jenkins loved messing with performers.

“On what grounds, Officer?” Krist knew how some police and state troopers could be.

“It doesn’t matter. I want to see all the ids of everyone inside.” Officer Jenkins wanted to see if they were using drugs and such.

Krist opens the driver side and opens the side door to let the police officer hear what he said.

“Guys, we have a state trooper out here that wants to see everyone’s ids.”

Officer Jenkins had stood by the door and watched as it opened. He didn’t smell anything coming out. He gets closer and watches as the coach moved.

“Lindsey, wake-up.” Kaja shakes Lindsey’s shoulder gently.

Lindsey opens her tired eyes “I just fell asleep.”

“I’m sorry to wake you Lindsey, but there’s a state trooper outside that wants to see everyone’s id.” Kaja had hers tucked in her back pocket.

“Alright.” Lindsey sits up and grabs her wallet out of her purse. She shivers when the cool air hit her warm skin.

She slips on a pair of slippers she keeps on the couch and walks out into the night air. She looks around and notices they were at a gas station. She stands next to Kaja as she spots the state trooper that made them get out of the coach.

“Is that the jerk, that I was woken-up for?” Lindsey was feeling angry she was woken-up because some jackass was harassing them.

“Yep, that the jerk.” Kaja had to agree with Lindsey.

Officer Jenkins heard the two girls and walks over to them first. He looks at the first one and notices she was smaller than all the people who came off the bus. She also looked to be young enough to be in junior high as well.

“How old are you?”

“I’m 13 yrs. old officer.” Lindsey looks directly into his eyes as she stretched the word officer out.

“Are you being smart with me young lady?”

“That depends, sir. On what your IQ score is.” Lindsey was upset about this jerk.

Terry and Maxine couldn’t believe Lindsey was being a smartass towards the state trooper.

Officer Jenkins ignores Lindsey’s smartass remarks “aren’t you supposed to be home right now?”

“I would be if you weren’t being a jerk.” She shivers as a light breeze blows by them.

“Let me see your id.”

Lindsey hands Officer Jenkins her state identity card. She also hands him her entertainment work permit card as well. This way he couldn’t say anything about her traveling with her bandmates.

Officer Jenkins looks at the id cards Lindsey handed him. The first one was the standard state issue identity card given by the state of Georgia. The second one was an entertainer’s permit issued by the state of Georgia.

He looks at Lindsey “you’re an entertainer?”

“Yes, sir. I play and write music for my band and for the Georgia Symphony.” Lindsey just wanted to crawl back under her blankets.

“Aren’t you a little too young traveling around with this group?” Officer Jenkins motions towards the others.

“Aren’t you supposed to protect and serve? None of us have done anything wrong.”

“You’re being a little smartass.” Officer Jenkins was getting tired of Lindsey’s smart mouth.

“You would too if you just got woken-up for no reason. I’m tired, I’m cold and all I want to do is get home and crawl into my bed.” Lindsey was feeling grumpy.

Officer Jenkins hands her cards back to Lindsey and checks the others. Terry, Krist, and Maxine were 18-years old, which meant they were responsible for the minors among them. He inspects the bus but doesn’t find anything. Everything was up to date and they had all the proper permits.

“Alright, you can go. However, young lady.” as he looks at Lindsey “you need to be more polite when talking to a police officer.”

Lindsey was about to say something when Kaja puts her hand over Lindsey’s mouth. She looks towards Officer Jenkins “we’ll make sure she remembers that next time.”

Officer Jenkins watches as she and the others board the coach. He wonders what parent allows their child to travel around with a bunch of older teenagers. He heads into the store to get a cup of coffee.

“Lindsey, what got into you?” As Kaja follows Lindsey into the coach.

“He woke me up for no reason, other than to harass us.” Lindsey yawns as she lays back down on the bench.

She punches her pillow a few times and covers back up with the blankets. She slips her slippers off and let them fall to the floor.

“You need to remember, Lindsey. He could have locked us up.”

“He was just harassing us because we are musicians.” Lindsey yawns and closes her eyes.

Lindsey, Kaja, Tessa, and Maxine were out enjoying the warm day. They had gotten together and decided to have an all-girls day. Tessa and Maxine loved hitting yard sales and thrift stores. Maxine saw several people having yard sales and pulled over to explore them.

One person was selling some musical instruments and that got Tessa’s and Lindsey’s interest. Another person had some beautiful artwork and stained-glass windows and such for sale. Kaja loved things like that. Maxine saw a few leather jackets and dresses that were vintage but would still look nice.

All the people that were having the yard sale had bunches of cd’s, records and a recorder player for sale. Between the four of them, they end up spending six hundred dollars. Lindsey bought a French horn, cello, and another saxophone that the seller was selling. She found out that the ladies late husband used to play in a jazz group a long time ago before his health started failing him.

The woman showed Lindsey pictures of her husband when he uses to performed. That’s was how they had met. He played at an event she went to and they started dating. He played in an orchestra and a few big bands. The cello Lindsey bought needed some repairs but would be a
nice instrument to learn how to play. She figures that it would be good to use to help Tessa’s song along.

Tessa was stuck on where to go with it and the instruments in their music collection didn’t have the right tone for it. The electric guitars and synthesizer just didn’t sound right. They played around with several different ways to play the song and tune, but something was missing.

As for the French horn. Lindsey has been curious about playing one. She loved how it sounded and wanted to see how hard it would be to learn how to play it. All the records and CDs they bought were records that they had heard and loved how they sounded when they were playing.

Lindsey wrote a song about the state trooper that pulled them over a few days ago. She didn’t remember his name, but Krist did and she included it into a song called Bad Cop. She made sure to describe him perfectly in the song, so everyone will recognize him.

They loaded Maxine’s SUV up with their purchases. They stopped to have lunch at one of their hangouts. The owner of the restaurant loved it when they stopped by. While they are waiting for their meal.

A young girl comes over towards their table “can I have your autograph please?”

Alisa had spotted the women from Dusty Gasket sitting and waiting for their meal. She had two of their cd’s and a t-shirt she got when she went to the concert, they put on in front of city hall. She couldn’t wait to show her friends when she sees them in school.

All the girls write their name for the little girl. When she looked at the names, she wonders who two of them were. She looks up at the other two girls and wonders who they were.

Lindsey saw the confused look on the young girls face “Maxine is our sound engineer and Kaja makes and design all our beautiful merchandise.”

The little girl looks at each woman and smiles. She didn’t know they were part of the band.

“Thank you.” As turns around and head back to her mother.

“Geez, I feel unimportant all of sudden.” Maxine takes a sip of her drink.

“I'm used to it.” Kaja knew Lindsey and the others got all the credit and praise.

“You know we couldn’t do our job without you guys.” Tessa knew how it felt to be left out of things.

The pizza place she works at, always undervalued her. She helped make the dough, pizzas and other Italian dishes. The thing was, she never got any credit for what she did. Now, the restaurant was doing extremely well, thanks to her reputation with the band.

After lunch, the girls head to the spa for some pampering. All of them get a massage and soak in the hot tub. Since they all were under twenty-one, they receive non-alcoholic champagne.

By the time they leave the spa, it was dark outside. They decide to go to a karaoke bar and have some fun. They choose a variety of songs from the ’80s and ’90s. They pick I miss the rains in Africa by Toto, Is This Love by White Snake, U can’t Touch This by M.C. Hammer, A few Culture Club songs, Joyride and Listen to Your Heart by Roxette. They also sing I’ll Do Any Thing For Love, But I Won’t Do That, by Meatloaf.

When the girls go back to their table after performing for the crowd. A slender man with black hair comes over to them “excuse me ladies, but I couldn’t help to hear the four of you singing up there. I was wondering if you four ever thought about forming a band and performing for real?”

A playful smile appears on Lindsey’s and Tessa’s face. Kaja just smirks and Maxine was trying very hard not to laugh. Lindsey looks at the guy “thank you for the comment. Why don’t you leave your card and we’ll think about it?”

Jacob digs his business card out and hands it to Lindsey. He wonders if they will call him or not. He turns around and leaves the bar.

All four of them start laughing once he was gone. They couldn’t believe that he didn’t recognize two members of the Dusty Gasket. It’s not like they wore a lot of make-up or anything.

They all head back to Maxine’s place and party until around midnight or so. Everyone slowly starts to fall asleep. Tessa takes the sofa, Kaja and Lindsey sleep next to each other on the floor and Maxine sleeps in her bedroom. Sometime during the night, Lindsey ends up spooned against Kaja.

Maxine is the first one awake and stumbles through the living room towards the kitchen. She notices Kaja was spooned against Lindsey.
Which wasn’t nothing new. When they travel, Lindsey normally slept with Kaja. She checks Tessa and she was still out of it. Maxine heads into the kitchen and brew some coffee for everyone.

While the coffee brewed, Maxine was thinking the morning breakfast buffet at Golden Corral would be nice to go too. She’ll give the others a few more minutes to wake-up, before waking them. Once the coffee was brewed, she poured herself a cup and enjoy it.

Tessa wakes up next and notices Lindsey in Kaja’s arms. She has woken up before when they had shared a room and found Kaja and Lindsey like that. She stumbles towards the bathroom and relieves her bladder. She smells the aroma of fresh coffee in the air.

Tessa completes her business and heads to the kitchen, where she spots, Maxine. She was enjoying her coffee “morning.”

Tessa sits down at the counter next to her on the bar stools. She looks at Maxine “have Lindsey and Kaja always been that close?”

“If you mean, have they always slept in each other’s arms, yes. It didn’t really start till our fifth gig. Kaja is bisexual, just like Lindsey is, I think.
Lindsey is still learning things out about herself.” Maxine knew how people like Lindsey and Tessa had to decide which way they swung.

She had a cousin that used to be female and always thought she was the dike type of lesbian but later learned that she was really trans. Once she accepted that about herself, she started transiting from female to male. She wonders if the relationship that was forming between Kaja, Ian and Lindsey were going to last.

Lindsey wakes up next, followed by Kaja. They do their morning business and join Tessa and Maxine in the kitchen for coffee.

“I was thinking, breakfast at the Golden Corral might be a good idea. What do you ladies think?” Maxine was refreshing her cup of coffee.

“Sounds, like a plan. Afterward, can we go by a place that repairs cello’s and drop the one I bought off?” Lindsey wanted to get her new cello worked on.

“No problem. I know the perfect person for the job.” Maxine knew an old man that owned a shop that specialized in string instruments.

They get dress and head out for breakfast. Maxine was walking behind Tessa and was watching how she walked.

“Tessa, sweetie. You need to put a little more wiggle in your walk.”

“What do you mean??” Tessa was curious.

“Walk like this.” Maxine walks in front of Tessa showing her how to put a wiggle in her walk and turns around and walks back.

Tessa watched as Maxine’s ass wiggled. She watches her hips and arm movement.

“Do you mean like this?” As she starts walking as Maxine did.

“Yes, but more fluid and graceful. Watch how Lindsey’s moves.” Maxine motions for Lindsey to walk.

Lindsey does what Maxine wanted her to do. She never thought about how she walked before. It all came naturally to her.

Tessa watches Lindsey and notices what Maxine was talking about. She copies how Lindsey walks.

“That’s it, Tessa. Just like that, put a little shake in that ass.” Maxine smiles as she watches Tessa.

They all pretend they are walking on a runway with an exaggerated wiggle to their walk. When Kaja starts her walk “shake those butt cheeks.”

They all laugh as they head inside the restaurant and have breakfast. Lindsey has her normal, which is a fruit bowl and then a load of bacon, eggs, and sausage.Tessa has grits mixed with eggs and plenty of bacon. Maxine and Kaja have hash and hash browns with theirs.

When they get back to their table, Maxine looks at Lindsey “why did you buy a French Horn and Cello?”

“I thought it would be neat to learn how to play. Plus, the piece Tessa is writing is missing something. We have tried all our instruments and different ways to play them to see if we can get that special tune, her music needs. I’m hoping the rich sound a cello make will fit in.” Lindsey
didn’t have any other suggestions.

“Man, how many instruments do you play?” Maxine knew Lindsey play a few.

“Mmm, four right now. The cello and French horn will make six.” Lindsey figures she should keep developing her musical talents.

“When do you find the time to practice with all your instruments?” Kaja looks over towards Lindsey because she was an honor student at school. She was taking college-level courses, while most kids took normal courses in school.

“I practice an hour per instruments. So, I try to set time aside to practice before and after school to practice.” Lindsey bites a piece of bacon.

They continue to make little chit chat while enjoying breakfast. When they are done, Maxine takes Lindsey to the person she knew that repaired string instruments. An old fashion brass bell rings when they walk in.

Tessa and Kaja look around, while Lindsey and Maxine take the cello to the counter. There was an old man standing behind the counter, wearing an old black apron.

“How can I help you, young ladies?” Lawrence looks at the four young women in his shop.

He recognizes Maxine, but the other three were new to him.

“I would like to drop this cello off for repairs and tuning.” Lindsey lifts the cello up onto the counter.

Lawrence unzips the cloth case that had been protecting it. He pulls his little flashlight out and starts examining the cello. He stops when he reads the markings inside it. He looks up and at Lindsey “do you know what type of cello you have here, young lady?”

Lindsey looks at him with a puzzled look on her face. She was confused by the question.

“What do you mean sir? Isn’t it just a normal cello?” Lindsey didn’t know the differences in string instruments.

Lawrence couldn’t believe this young lady didn’t know what she had. He wonders where she got it from. This one was one of the lost ones,
“you have here a 1709 Stradivarius cello. If I remember correctly, its name is Romberg Boccherini and it has been missing for years.

“Are you saying that it is stolen?” Lindsey had heard the name before but didn’t know much about it.

“Actually, it was presumed, destroyed. I don’t know who sold it to you, but it is very valuable.” Lawrence couldn’t believe he had a lost Stradivarius cello in his shop.

“Well, I would like it repaired and tuned. Also, if you have a hard case for it, I would like that as well.” Lindsey wanted to protect it as much as possible.

“Ma’am, you know it will be expensive to repair. It has been neglected for a long time.” Lawrence had spotted several bad spots and other items that needed replacing.

“That’s fine. I don’t mind spending the money on my instruments. You wouldn’t happen to know a good shop I can drop a saxophone off, do you?” Lindsey wanted to have the other sax she brought looked at and cleaned.

“You can leave it here and I’ll have it looked after for you.” Lawrence’s friend Sam a few doors down from him could handle the job.

“Okay, let me go and get it for you.” Lindsey walks outside to get the saxophone and takes it back in.

“Here you go.” As she sets the saxophone down on the counter, gently.

Lawrence knew right away whose saxophone this use to be. The previous owner was a good friend of his. He looks at the young girl “do you know how to play the sax?”

Lindsey just smirks at the question “yes sir, I know how to play the saxophone. I have one that I play in my school band and in my band as well.”

He looks closely at Lindsey and it finally dawned on him, who she was. He saw her and heard her play in front of City Hall, and out in the park.

He smiles at her “I’ll make sure both your instruments are well taken care of. I just need for you to fill this card out, please.” He passes her a registration card to fill out.

Lindsey fills the card out and gives it back to him. She made sure her signature was readable. Her cursive was a little hard to read.

“Thank you.” Lawrence attaches it to the saxophone and the cello.

“Well, that’s done. What’s next?”

As all of them walk out of the store together.

Just as Maxine was going to say something, all their cellphones beep letting them know a message had come through. It read:

Band meeting at the studio at 2:00 pm., Terry

“Well, that answers that message.” Lindsey wonders what the meeting was about.

“Who knows. Lets go and unload the SUV at your places, before we head there.”

“Okay.” Lindsey takes the passenger seat.

Tessa and Kaja take the back seat. Maxine heads to Kaja place since it was closer to them.

Once everyone was back at the studio and seated in the reception area. Terry looks at everyone seated before him.

“I’m sorry for spoiling your day off, but I have a special request. My uncle and his partners have a restaurant in Atlanta and would like for us to come and play for them. The drawback is, they want us to play a certain style of music we don’t normally play, except for you Lindsey and Tessa.” Terry looks towards both girls.

“You mean, were being hired to play jazz for your uncle?” Lindsey was surprised.

“Yeah, and he gave us a list of songs he wants us to play as well.” Terry holds up the printout and hands it to the nearest person.

Jermaine accepts the papers and looks at the list of music that Terry’s uncle wanted them to play. Some of them he recognized and some of them he never heard of. He passes the list around the room. When it gets to Lindsey and Tessa, the two recognized the music.

“Terry, these are Jazz and Big Band songs. Jazz music we can do, but the big band music isn’t something we do.” Lindsey didn’t know people still did big band music.

“I know, so we are going to practice the music. We have a week to learn that list.” Terry didn’t want to disappoint his uncle.

“How much are we getting paid and what are we supposed to wear?” Ian was curious about that.

“We are getting paid twelve hundred for the gig. We’ll be staying at a house my uncle owns while we are there. As for clothes, we are going to be dress in old-style suits and the ladies will be wearing evening dresses.”

“Is this a weekend gig?” Lindsey and the rest of the band needed to know.

“Yes, but we are going down there Thursday night. So, you’ll need to get permission from your parents to miss class on Friday.” Terry didn’t think everyone’s parents would mind.

“So, when is the gig?” Tessa knew she had to plan with her boss.

“End of next week.”

“Are you saying we have only four days to learn all this music?” Lindsey shakes the papers in her hands.

“Yep, we have to learn all that music and...” As he looks at everyone “you, Tessa, Maxine, Kaja need to get a black evening gown you can perform in. I’ve made arrangements with a men’s suit shop for me, Krist, Jamie, Jermaine and Ian to get fitted for suits for the gig.”

“How come me and Maxine need to buy evening gowns?” Kaja was curious about that.

“Because the band is going to need you and Maxine. Maxine, because you will be handling our sound system. You because some of these pieces will require an extra player and we all know you play the piano. You can replace Lindsey on the synthesizer and Lindsey can play the trumpet.” Terry looks at Lindsey.

“Terry, I haven’t practiced on the trumpet.” Lindsey just bought the French horn.

“I know, but I also know how talented you are as well. It shouldn’t take you long to learn how to play the trumpet. You have a natural talent,
Lindsey.” Terry figures Lindsey will be able to play by the time they leave.

“Flattery will not help you this time, Terry. Also, where am I going to get a trumpet?” Lindsey didn’t know anyone who had one.

“Already got you one. I called Mr. Simmons and he recommended the music store our school uses to fix and refurbish our school instruments. The owner said that it has been in his store for several years and it is a Bach 180S43 Stradivarius Series Bb Trumpet. Whatever that means.” Terry wasn’t familiar with trumpets.

“It means its one of the best trumpets around. A lot of famous professional trumpet players play that trumpet.” Lindsey had done some research on that trumpet.

It was next on her list to learn how to play. Now, it looks like her plans have been moved up.

“So, we have a week to learn how to play all the sheet music and I have to learn how to play the trumpet as well, plus get a nice evening dress to play in.” Lindsey didn’t like this at all. It meant, she wasn’t going to get any sleep this coming week and be missing school on Friday.

Tessa looks over towards Lindsey “we could wear the black dresses we got for the orchestra.”

“True, I hadn’t thought about that.” Lindsey forgot about the black dresses Barbara bought her to perform in.

“That still leaves me and Kaja.” Maxine looks over towards Lindsey and Tessa.

“That’s no problem, there’s a nice dress shop in downtown that will have dresses you and Kaja will like.” Tessa knew the owner.

She was into the Goth and Steampunk culture. She made nice dresses and clothing that was perfect for both cultures.

“Alright, let’s check it out after the meeting.” Maxine figures they might as well get it done today.

“Is there anything else you would like to spring on us?” Everyone looks at Terry.

“Nope, that was all.”

“Before everyone leaves, I have a request for all of you.” Jamie had stood up with his girlfriend Christy beside him.

“What’s that?” Lindsey was curious.

“I want to join the band.” Christy knew she needed the band's approval if she intended to join.

“What position are you thinking about taking?” Terry and Lindsey were curious.

“Lead singer. Right now, it’s split between Terry and Jamie. Along with you guys. You need a lead singer for the group.” Christy has traveled with them and knew how well they work together, but they have been missing something.

“Well, the rules are you have a 90-day probation period. I have no problem with it. How about you Terry?” Lindsey looks over towards Terry.

“As long as the rest of the band has no problem, I’m willing to give her a try.” Terry looks at all the other members.

“Let’s see how things play out during the ninety days.” Ian didn’t see a problem.

“I agree.” Tessa figures it couldn’t hurt the group unless Jamie’s and Christy’s relationship cause problems.

“Well, since that has been settled, you need to come with us to buy a dress.” Maxine starts heading towards the front door.

The rest of the ladies follow. Krist turns the game on and heads into the kitchen to fix a snack tray for him and the guys.

“Ugh!” Lindsey stops playing when she hits the wrong note again for the fourth time.

She puts the trumpet down and walks out of the spare room she uses as a studio and practice room. She was frustrated that she couldn’t get that one note right. Her lips were sore from practicing for the past three hours.

She had the house to herself because her mother was out hosting an open house event. She was just wearing a loose pair of shorts and a muscle shirt that was a little too big on her. She didn’t bother putting a bra on. Her mother said it was okay if she was just going to be around the house.

Lindsey had the day off from school today because it was a teacher work day. She wasn’t behind any of her school work and she managed to talk her mother into letting her miss school on Friday. However, after what she has been hearing from the rest of the band members, they might not be ready by Thursday.

She grabs a bottle of cold water out of the refrigerator and heads back towards the living room. She walks over to the sofa and flops down on the sofa. If her mother had seen her do that, she would have given her a lecture about how girls don’t flop down on furniture.

Lindsey stretches her mouth to keep her mouth from becoming too sore. She has been practicing the trumpet since Terry gave it to her last weekend. While she is sitting and relaxing, she hears someone knocking on the front door.

Lindsey gets up and walks over to the front door. She peeks through the peephole to see who it is. She spots Ian on the other side of the door. She opens the door to let him in.

Ian had been practicing on his drums when the skin on his snare drums ripped. He asked his friend Larry to come by and pick him up. He figures since he was heading to the music store they use, that Lindsey might like to go with him.

He was surprised when the door opened and saw that Lindsey was slumming it. He has never seen her dressed so relax. The muscle shirt she had on, was drooping low and he could see the top of her breasts. Not that he hasn’t already seen her naked already or had sex with her.

“I like your new look, Lindsey.” Ian had a big ole smile on his face.

Lindsey just shakes her head at her goofy boyfriend “come on in.”

Ian walks into the house and notices that Lindsey was the only one home. He wonders where her mother could be.

“So, brings you by here?” As Lindsey shuts the door behind him.

“Larry is taking me up to the music store to buy some new skins for my snare drum and thought you might want to come along.”

Lindsey thinks about it and figures the break would do her some good “let me change into some decent clothes.” Lindsey heads towards her bedroom.

Lindsey grabs a pair of tights and puts those on. She slips on an oversized t-shirt that had their bands logo on it and her black fur lined ankle boots. She grabs her purse and cellphone. She sends a text message to her mother letting her know she was going to the music store.

She runs a brush through her hair and put on very little make-up. She grabs her purse and heads back into the living room.

“Alright, I’m ready.”

Ian looks at Lindsey. She was dress like most of the girls at school now.

“Cool, let's go.” Ian walks with Lindsey towards Larry’s car.

“Hey, Larry.” Lindsey climbs into the back of the Chevrolet Chevelle SS that Larry was still in the process of restoring.

She was surprised to find that he had put the backseat in. It had a brand-new black vinyl covering that looked like it had been custom made for the car.

“Hey Larry, did you have this backseat custom made?”

“Yeah, Billy did it in his garage at his house.” Larry looks in the rear-view mirror towards Lindsey.

“Well, he did a good job on it.” Lindsey was examining it.

“I think so. So, any new gigs for you guys?” Larry tried to keep up with them, but he was busy at the shop he worked at.

“Yeah, but I don’t think we are going to be able to do it.” Lindsey knew four days to learn the music they were asked to play and with her trying to learn the trumpet wasn’t enough time.

“How come?” Larry has never known their band to turn gigs down.

“Let’s just say the gig we need to do. It needs more time for us to practice.” Lindsey looks towards Ian.

Ian turns around in his seat to look at Lindsey “you think so as well?”

“Yep, I think we need to talk with Terry and see if something can be done about the gig.” Lindsey was all in favor of what Terry’s uncle wanted.
But they didn’t have the people or the time to practice the music he wanted them to play.

“I’m with you, Lindsey. We need more time and more people to pull this gig off.” Ian was frustrated with the deadline and what Terry wanted as well.

“Why don’t you guys voice your concerns to Terry, then?” Larry looks at Ian and Lindsey.

“I’ll contact him right now and have him met us here at the mall.” Lindsey sends a text out to Terry.

A few minutes later, they pull into the parking lot at the mall and as they were getting out of the car. Lindsey’s cell beeps, letting her know she had a text message. She notices it was from Terry. It said he’ll meet them at Steak and Shake at 1:00 pm. and lunch is on him.

“He’s meeting us at steak and shake at 1:00 pm. and lunch is on him.” Lindsey tucks her cell in her purse as they head towards the music store.

Music World:
When they walk into the store, they noticed that Jamie was working. He was helping a customer with a guitar. They walk up to the counter and wait till he is done.

Jamie had spotted Larry, Ian and Lindsey walking into the store, while he was helping a customer. He walks back to the counter with the customer to ring them up.

“Hey guys, what can I do for you?” Jamie looks at his bandmates.

“I thought you were off today?” Lindsey was curious why Jamie was working.

“In return for taking Friday off, my boss is letting me work today since we don’t have school.” Jamie didn’t mind.

“Oh!” Lindsey was surprised by that.

“I need some new skins for my snare drum. A tear appeared in it this morning while I was practicing. Also, some new drum sticks as well.” Ian figures he would pick up some new ones while they were at the store.

Jamie looks over towards Lindsey to see if she needed anything “how about you Lindsey?”

“I’m fine, Jamie.” Lindsey was informed by the guy she took her cello and sax to. That it was going to take a few weeks.

She told Mr. Simmons about the cello and he went to the music store she dropped it off at, to verify that it was a Stradivarius cello. He had a museum friend that could authentic the cello and give her papers on it. He suggests she might consider renting it out for special performances and such.

“Do you want to pay for them Ian or put it on the band account?” Jamie knew they had that choice.

“I’ll pay for it. They are for my practice drums at home.” Ian had spent some of the money he made with the band to buy a second set of
drums. He kept his touring drums at the studio and his practice drums at home.

“Alright, let me see what we have in stock.” Jamie disappears into the stock room.

Larry had gone to look at a guitar that was hanging on the wall. It was a triple neck guitar. He didn’t play an instrument. He just liked how they looked.

“You have to be really talented to play that thing.” Lindsey liked it, but she wasn’t as good Terry or Jamie.

Larry looks at Lindsey “are you thinking about playing something like that?”

“Nope, I’m too short to play that. That’s more for someone like Terry, Jermaine or Jamie. They are talented enough to play it.” Lindsey did like
it, however.

She walks around the store looking at things, seeing if anything would catch her interest. She finally heads back to the counter to stand next to Ian. Nothing interesting caught her interest. She did see that they had sold a few of their cd’s.

Jamie comes back with what Ian wanted. He also had a few more items he thought Ian might like.

“Hey Ian, I found these items in the back that I thought you might be interested in.” Jamie had a couple of air drum modules. He also had some
neon color drum sticks that changed color, plus a device to tune his drums.

“How much for everything?” Ian liked the color changing sticks. Lindsey gave him a set for his birthday last year.

“How about, $50.00 dollars for everything? I’m also including our discount on the price.” Jamie knew their band got a discount when they
bought stuff at the store.

Ian hands over his bank card to Jamie. Fifty dollars was more then he wanted to spend, but it was worth it. He watches as Jamie rings him up.

“There you go, Ian.” As Jamie's hands Ian his card back and his purchases.

“Thanks, Jamie.” Ian accepts them.

“Any time. So, where are you guys off to now?” Jamie was curious.

“To meet your brother for lunch.”

“Where at?” Jamie wonders what was going on.

“At Steak and Shake. Do you want to join us?” Lindsey figures Jamie might as well come with them.

“Can’t, my break isn’t for another few hours.” Jamie wishes he could.

“We’ll stop by on our way out to let you know what is going on.” Lindsey walks out of the music store with Ian and Larry following her.

“Guys, I have something to tell you.” Terry interrupted their planned practice to tell them the bad news he received.

“What is it?” Lindsey was tired, and her lips were hurting her.

“My uncle contacted me, and they have to move the grand opening back till next month. Since most of you have managed to get Friday off
from school. I managed to book us at the Steampunk Expo that is going on this weekend. So, pack for the whole weekend.” Terry hated hearing that they lost the gig with his uncle, but Brenda had this Steampunk expo lined up for them just in case.

“Good.” Lindsey was glad that she would have longer to learn the trumpet.

“Let’s go ahead and practice some of our normal music.” Terry could see the band was happy going back to their normal music.

The next few hours the band jams on their own music. Terry noticed that they were happier and enjoying themselves more, now that the
pressure had been lifted. By ten o’clock, they stop practicing and started loading their equipment onto the trailer.

Before everyone left “I need everyone to be up here at 10:00 am tomorrow morning.”

“We will Terry.” Lindsey was catching a ride home with Ian and his mother.

Mrs. Smith had gotten to know Lindsey well since she’s been going to their gigs and traveling with them. She was one of the most creative people in the band. She knew Barbara was proud of her.

“How is your mother doing, Lindsey?” Mrs. Smith hasn’t seen Barbara lately.

She knew Barbara was a real estate agent and spent a lot of time either at the office or showing houses. When Mrs. Smith pulls up to Lindsey’s house. She notices there was another car there.

A smile appears on her face. She has seen that car before at Lindsey’s place.

“Thanks, Mrs. Smith.” Lindsey spotted Greg’s car parked in front of her place.

She knew that the relationship between her mother and Greg was getting serious. She hopes she wasn’t interrupting anything.

“Thanks, Mrs. Smith.” Lindsey gets out of the car and heads towards the front door.

Mrs. Smith watches as Lindsey heads inside the house. Once Lindsey was inside the house, she notices her mother’s bedroom door was closed and she could hear her mother moaning. A smile appears on her face as she heads towards her bedroom to change out of her clothes and head towards the bathroom.

She liked Greg and if he made her mother happy, she was happy. She checks her suitcase and changes out the dress she was going to wear for the gig with Terry’s uncle and replaces it with her standard performing costume. She strips and head to the bathroom and fills the tub up.

Just as she was about to step into the tub. She receives a text message from Tessa. She was asking Lindsey if it would be alright to wear a different costume, instead of the one she normally wore? Lindsey texts her back she could if she wanted to. Afterward, Lindsey slips into the tub and enjoy the hot water. By the time it turns cold, she gets out and heads to bed.

“Lindsey’s come on sweetie. It’s time to get up.” Barbara gently shakes Lindsey’s shoulder.

Lindsey slowly opens her eyes. She was having a nice dream and didn’t want to wake up from it. She looks up at her mother and could tell she was glowing.

A smile appears on her face “you had fun last night, mom.”

Barbara blushes at Lindsey’s statement. She hadn’t realized she was that loud with the door close.

“It’s okay mom. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“I know. What do you think of Greg?” Barbara wanted to see what Lindsey thought of Greg before she told her the news she had.

“I think he is a nice person and makes you happy.” Lindsey wonders why her mother was asking her this question.

“How would you feel if he became your father?” Barbara looks into Lindsey sleep-encrusted eyes.

“I don’t have a problem with that. If he makes you happy mom.” Lindsey hugs her mother.

“Thank you, sweetheart, because he asked me to marry him.” Barbara shows Lindsey the engagement ring and returns the hug.

They stay hugging for a while when Barbara notices what time it is. She releases Lindsey.

“You better get up and get ready to go, sweetie.” Barbara stands up off the bed.

“I will mom.” Lindsey gets out of bed and starts changing out of her night clothes.

Barbara fixes a sausage, egg and cheese sandwich for Lindsey to eat before Krist shows up with the bands, van. Barbara helps Lindsey’s with her luggage and watches as the van drives off.

“You guys won’t believe this, but my mom is getting married again.” Lindsey was happy for her mother.

Even though Barbara had her, there were times she saw her mother unhappy during the holidays or on a certain day. She knew her mother missed her first husband.

“Congratulations, Lindsey. You’re finally going to have a father.” Ian and Tessa were smiling at her.

Jamie was busy kissing his girlfriend. This was going to be her first gig with them. During practice, she wasn’t too bad, but now she’ll be before an audience.

They had to pick out a steampunk costume for her. It was a nicely constructed Victorian pants set that went with Jamie’s outfit. It was funny watching her walk around in the tight leather pants and high heel boots.

It took them a few hours to arrive in Atlanta and to get settled in their hotel room. Once everyone was dress in their costume, they had a meet and greet with their fans. Some fans wanted to take pictures with them and others just wanted their signature.

There was one teenage girl that looked like she had been in a fight. She had a cracked Cd case of theirs that looked like someone had stomped on it. When she stood in front of Lindsey, she could tell, someone had abused her. She saw bruises on the girl’s wrist.

Lindsey looks into her bloodshot eyes “is everything okay?”

The girl nods her head yes. Shirley didn’t want her heroes to know her parents didn’t approve of their music. She was just happy to meet them.

“Well, how about, I give you a backstage pass and more of our merchandise.” Lindsey felt sorry for the girl.

“Thank you.” Shirley accepts the items and the pass.

She felt better and couldn’t believe she had gotten her birthday wish. She wished to have a nice birthday. Her aunt Jenny gave her the money to come to the Expo to meet her favorite band.

“Hey, why don’t you stick around and come to lunch with us?” Lindsey figures she might enjoy that.

“Thank you.” Shirley couldn’t wait.

After Lindsey and the band was done with the signing and picture taking. They head to a conference room that had been set up for the luncheon. Brenda thought it would be a good publicity opportunity for the band.

Shirley filled a plate up and during the luncheon, she took pictures with all the members. She was enjoying herself. This was the best birthday she has ever had.

Shirley accompany the band after the luncheon as they went to prepare for the gig. She sat and listen as they did a sound check and tune their instruments. Lindsey and Tessa invites her up on stage and let her play on their synthesizers. Shirley enjoyed that and even surprised them and played one of their songs she had practice on the piano at school.

Lindsey and Tessa were surprised and enjoyed it The rest of the band enjoyed it as well.

"Now we know who to get to substitute for you Lindsey." Jamie looks at the girl with a smile on his face.

Lindsey looks at her body as she stood nude before her full-length mirror. She was enjoying the three-way relationship she has between Kaja and Ian. She liked how Kaja made her feel when she touched her and when she touched Kaja. She also liked it when Ian and she made love. She liked feeling him sliding inside her body.

She gave him her first blow job last weekend. Kaja showed her how lesbian women made love as well. She glances down at her hidden cock “I wish I had the nerve to cut you off myself, so I can get a woman’s bottom and be like Kaja and my mother.”

Lindsey hated her penis and wishes all the time it would disappear. She looks at her breasts and hopes they get bigger. She wanted her breasts to be as big as Jessica Collins are. All the girls in her year were envious of how big Jessica’s breasts had gotten. She was wearing a D cup bra, while the other girls were either A cups or B cups. There were at least one or two girls that had C cups.

She checks under her arms and her legs to make she didn’t need to shave. She loved the fact that it took time for her hair to grow back after she had her pits and legs waxed. She had very little arm hair. It was baby fine.

Lindsey gets dress and fluffs her hair. She decided to wear a short skirt today at school. The weather was nice out and she liked showing off her toned legs. Barbara was taking her to school this morning. She grabs her backpack, her saxophone, and head towards the kitchen.

When she walks into the kitchen, Lindsey spots her mother drinking coffee. She noticed her mother was dressed in a business suit.

“You look nice, mom.” Lindsey walks over and pours herself a cup of coffee.

“Thanks, sweetie, you look nice as well.” Barbara looks over how her daughter was dress to make sure she didn’t look too tartly.

“It feels weird wearing something so short.” This was the first time Lindsey has worn a skirt this short before.

“Just remember to do what I taught you about sitting down and keeping your legs closed.” Barbara made sure to teach Lindsey the proper way of sitting in a skirt and dress. She also taught her the proper way of getting in and out of a car while wearing a skirt. She finishes her coffee and rinses out her coffee cup.

“Come on sweetie, let’s go.” Barbara had a meeting with a couple looking for a nice ranch property for sale.

Lindsey follows her mother out to the SUV she owned. Lindsey took a little bit of the money she earned performing and helped her mother buy a new car. She couldn’t wait till; she could get her learners permit. She sits back and enjoyed the ride to school.

Twenty minutes later, Barbara pulls up to Lindsey’s high school. She gets in line to drop her off.

“You have a nice day, sweetie.” Barbara leans over and places a kiss on Lindsey’s cheek.

“Thanks, mom.” As Lindsey gets out of the SUV and grabs her instrument and backpack.

Lindsey stands and watches her mother drive away, before heading inside the school towards her locker. As she is walking towards her locker, she spots several posters up on the wall announcing a battle of the band's contest.

“Lindsey, Hey Lindsey can I speak to you please?” Jacob spotted Lindsey walking towards her locker and wanted to talk to her.

Lindsey stops when she hears her name called. She turns around to see who was calling her and notices a light brown short hair teenage guy coming towards her. She stops and waits for him to catch up.

Jacob manages to catch up to Lindsey. He stops and looks at her.

“Hey, the school is putting on a battle of the bands contest and the student council wants you and another member of your band to act as
judges.” Jacob and the council president had talked about it at their last meeting.

“What if my band wanted to compete in it?” Lindsey thought the idea might be nice.

“Well, the contest is really for admirer bands and the council felt your band are professionals. So, you guys aren’t allowed to compete.”
Jacob thought the council was wrong, doing this to the band Lindsey was a member of, but after being on television and performing in the park and such. They felt it wasn’t fair to the other garage bands popping up.

Lindsey didn’t know if she felt insulted or honored. She looks at Jacob “when does the council meet, so I can talk with them?”

“This Friday after school in the council room.”

“Alright, let me talk with members of my band and we’ll see you on Friday.” Lindsey was going to send a text message to the group during lunch.

“Cool and thanks.” Jacob heads off to his first bell class.

Lindsey heads towards her first bell class as well. Throughout the day she gets compliments about the way she was dressed. She was enjoying wearing a skirt. She had to be careful going up the stairs because a few guys tried looking up her skirt.

By lunchtime, she was ready to sit down and enjoy lunch. She goes through the lunch line and grabs her lunch and milk. She spots the members of her band along with their friends sitting at their favorite table. She walks over and sits down next to them.

“Hey guys, how have your classes been today?”

“Good so far.” Kaja and Tessa had some classes together.

“Not me. I was informed today that I have to attend a JROTC event this weekend, so I won’t be available for anything.” Jermaine wasn’t looking forward to the event.

“You wanted to join the JROTC Jermaine.” Lindsey smiles sweetly at him.

“I know.” Jermaine wanted to follow in his grandfather’s footsteps.

“Don’t forget Lindsey, we have a performance this Friday evening.” Tessa just checked her cellphone to see what she had going on this weekend.

“I haven’t forgotten. I was approached today by Jacob this morning. If you haven’t noticed, the school is sponsoring a battle of the band contest and they want two of us to be judges for it.”

“Why don’t we enter into it?” Tessa looks towards Lindsey and the group to gauge their reaction.

“Because they have said we can’t. They consider us to be a professional band and it wouldn’t be fair to the other competitors.”

“That’s not fair to us. I was thinking about entering us into the contest.” Jamie thought it might be nice to enter.

“I know, but the student council is right. We have had a lot of exposure and such and it would be unfair to the other contestants. Plus, we would have to find someone to replace Terry. The rules say that the band has to be composed of members currently enrolled in school.” Ian had inquired about the contest.

A few of his friends had approached him to play in their band for the contest. He wouldn’t mind doing it, but he needed to ask the group about it.

“I have been approached by some friends and asked to play in their band for the contest.” Ian wouldn’t mind playing with them.

“I don’t see any problems with you doing that.” Jamie didn’t see why he couldn’t.

“Look, if any of you want to help your friends out during this contest, that is fine. The student council said that we couldn’t enter, meaning Dusty Gaskets.They didn’t say as members we couldn’t join other bands and help out.” Lindsey figures it wouldn’t hurt them any.

“So, you don’t mind us helping our friends out?” Tessa looks towards Jamie and Lindsey for an answer.

“Nope, if you want to help your friends out, go ahead. Just remember, I won’t show any favoritism.” Lindsey decided she would be a judge from their band.

“That goes double for me as well.” Kaja decided she would be a judge as well.

“Well, that matter is settled.” Lindsey finishes her lunch and heads to gym class next.

This week they were in the gym. Tessa was in Lindsey’s gym class. They changed into their gym clothes next to each other. Lindsey noticed that Tessa was finally growing some breasts.

“Looks like you finally are getting your wish.” Lindsey points towards Tessa’s chest.

“Yep, but they hurt when I move my arms.” Tessa was just getting used to her growing breasts.

“It won’t last long.” Lindsey knew from experience.

They go out and check in with their teacher. They were doing physical fitness this week. The coach has them run around the field. Lindsey had her knee brace on as she runs next to Tessa.

They do some short sprints and run some more. By the time they were done, Lindsey was sore, and Tessa was tired. They drag themselves to the locker room and freshen up some. Lindsey brought a package of baby wipes to freshen up.

“Try these, Tessa.” Lindsey hands her the wet napkins.

“Thanks.” She wipes herself down.

“I carry them with me, so the other girls don’t feel uncomfortable around me.” Lindsey starts getting dress.

When the bell rings, Tessa and Lindsey walk out of the girl’s locker room and towards the band practice room. They spot Mr. Simmons setting out new music for them to play.

“New music, Mr. Simmons.” Lindsey puts her instrument case down near her chair.

Tessa walks over to the piano Lindsey bought for the school. She asked Mr. Simmons who she should arrange to maintain the piano. It belonged to the school, but like their musical instruments, she wants to make sure it stayed tuned.

“Yes, you are going to be performing during half time at the football game.” Mr. Simmons picked a piece that would please the crowd and pump up the school spirit.

Lindsey looks over it as the other band members come walking in. The music looked interesting as she starts humming a few notes. She gets her saxophone out and fingers the notes on the saxophone without blowing air into it. Once everyone comes in and roll is taken. The class starts practicing new music.

Lindsey watches the football game from her seat. Her saxophone was resting on her lap, until they had to go out and play. Their marching uniform was making her hot. She hated playing at the football game and she found the game boring.

She looks over towards Tessa. She was playing the keyboard percussion instrument. It took her a while to get use to playing it. It made a nice tone as you struck the keys on it.

“I will be glad when this football game is over. We’re losing by ten points.” Sara had leaned over to talk to Lindsey.

Her band was entering the Battle of the Bands contest. So, far there has been over sixteen bands that have entered. Most of them were made up of members from every grade level.

“Well, we still have the rest of the game to attend to.” Lindsey checks her mouth piece on her sax.

By 10:00 pm. the football game was over. Lindsey couldn’t believe her school lost the game by three points. She gets on the school bus that brought them and secure her instruments. Sara sits next to her.

Lindsey looks at her “you know, you normally don’t sit next to me. What’s up?”

“I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind listening to a demo me and my friends made. I know you can’t show favors while judging, but we want your impression and what we can do to improve our music. This is our first time playing before a crowd.” Sara hands Lindsey a thumb drive.

“Alright, I’ll listen to it and make some recommendations for you. Are you and your band available this weekend?” Lindsey had an idea to help the group play in front of a group of people.

“I can ask them. What do you have in mind?” Sara was curious.

“I’ll let you know. Bring them up to the studio tomorrow. If any one needs to be picked up. Let me know and I’ll send Krist to pick them up.” Lindsey hears her cellphone beep.

She pulls it out and notices that it was Shirley in Atlanta texting her. They have been texting back and forth with one another. Shirley had been taken and placed with her aunt Jenny. Her birth mother and father had been found dead when she got home from the concert. They had overdose on heroin mixed with fentanyl. Lindsey helped her through everything and even attended her parent’s funeral.

Shirley was like a sister to her. She was only a year younger then Lindsey herself.

The text read: Q: What is the difference between a drummer and a vacuum cleaner?

“I don’t know. What is the difference between a drummer and a vacuum cleaner?”

A: You have to plug one of them in before it sucks.

ROFL! Lindsey had a smile on her face.

“Do you have any more?” Lindsey liked that joke.

Q: What's the difference between a saxophone and a chainsaw?

“I don't know, what is the difference between a saxophone and a chainsaw?”

A: You can tune a chainsaw.

A smiley face shows up on Lindsey’s screen.

“What am I going to do with you?” Lindsey liked Shirley’s jokes.

“Teach me how to play the guitar.” Shirley wanted to learn how to play.

“Alright, I’ll skype with on Sunday, after I come back from practice.” Lindsey figures she could help Shirley learn by Skyping.

“How was the football game?” Shirley knew Lindsey was going to be playing during half time at the game.

“We lost by three points.” Lindsey figures she’ll be honest to Shirley.

The school bus she was on, arrives back at the school. Barbara was waiting for her.

“See you on Sunday, Lindsey.” Sara waves at her, as she walks over to a silver pick-up truck.

Lindsey waves back to her. She walks over to her mother’s car and spot Greg in the car as well. Lindsey gets in the back.

“How was the game?” Greg was curious.

“We lost by three points.” Lindsey takes her marching jacket off.

“You sound like you were bored.” Barbara looks in the rear view mirror at Lindsey.

“I was. I really don’t like watching a bunch of guys run around on a field trying to hurt one another entertaining.” Lindsey leans back against the back seat.

Barbara just smiles at her daughter as they head home. She was amused by Lindsey’s statement. She pulls her car up into the driveway, next to Greg’s car.

“We’re home sweetie.” Barbara had noticed that Lindsey had fallen asleep on the way home.

Lindsey wakes-up and head inside the house towards her bedroom. She puts her saxophone on the floor near her bed and strip out of her marching band uniform. She grabs a clean pair of panties, her night shirt and head into the bathroom and take a bath.

She gets the water just like she likes it and soaks for a while. She was listening to the music Sara and her band made and could tell where it needed improvements. She makes some mental notes to add a different cord or version to the song. By the time it gets to the fifth song, the water was cold.

Lindsey gets out and slip her nightshirt and clean panties on. Instead of heading to her bedroom, she heads into her practice room and hook her laptop up to her sound mixer and replay some of Sara’s band music. She plays the original tune and then make changes to it, so it flows better. She hopes Sara like it.

Once she was done going through all the songs and making some modification to them. She shuts down all her equipment and head to bed. She hopes Sara will like some of the modifications to the songs. It seemed that they were heading in the direction she went with the song.

She covers up a yawn as she crawls into bed. It was two in the morning by she lays down in bed. She grabs her teddy bear and hugs it.

When Lindsey gets up the next day. It was around ten in the morning. She stumbles into the living room and waves to her mother and Greg. She walks over and sits on Barbara’s lap.

Barbara puts her arms around Lindsey and could tell she was still waking up. Her poor baby had a bad habit of staying up late working on music.

“You, know something sweetie, I might have to give you a set bed time when you’re not performing.” Barbara was concerned about Lindsey’s health. She was on a special diet and taking medication for her blood.

“I was working on some music for Sara and her band. I have no idea what they are calling themselves.” Lindsey covers a yawn up.

“Well, I think for now on, if you’re not practicing or performing. Your bed time is going to be ten o’clock, Lindsey.” Barbara was going to make sure gets some sleep.

“Okay, mom. How about on the weekend when I’m not performing?” Lindsey was resting against Barbara’s shoulder.

“Eleven o’clock. Midnight, the latest.” Barbara figures Lindsey could stay up later to work on her music.

“There’s some muffins in the kitchen, that will hold you over till lunch. We’re going out for lunch, Greg’s treat.” Barbara looks over towards Greg.

Greg has been watching Barbara baby Lindsey, which was fine. She just turned thirteen a few weeks ago. The band threw her a nice birthday party.

“Hope you like Chinese food, because that is what were going to be having.” Greg was thinks about taking them to the new place that opened.
So, he could do a review of it.

Lindsey looks over towards Greg “I love Chinese food.”

“Good, because this is a new place and I think you’ll like it.” A smile forms on Greg’s smooth face.

Lindsey gets up and heads towards the kitchen to grab a muffin and a glass of milk. Afterwards she heads back to her bedroom and gets dress to go out with Greg and her mother.

Lindsey was in her bedroom asleep, when she heard some noises coming from her practice room. It was directly across the hallway from her bedroom. She looks at the clock and notices that it was three in the morning. She slips out of bed and opens her bedroom door and appear into the hallway. She doesn’t see anything as she walks out of her room and across the hallway and turn the light on in the practice room.

Just as she turns the lights on, she spots two guys in her practice room. They turned around when the lights come on. They had been busy dismantling her audio recording equipment.

“MOM CALL THE POLICE!” Lindsey was screaming at the top of her lungs.

One of the guys rushes towards her. He pulls a knife from his pocket.

“Why you LITTLE BITCH!” As he tries to stab her.

Lindsey falls backward into the hallway, just as the guy tried to stab her. She shuffles backwards towards her bedroom. She feels her foot grabbed as the guy manages to grab her left ankle.

The other guy in her practice room, wasn’t going to leave empty handed. He was tearing the cables out of the audio recording equipment they decided to steal. They had already taken the entertainment system and gaming system out of the living room. They had put those items in their van.

Barbara and Greg were woken-up when Lindsey screamed for her mother to call the police. Greg was busy calling 911, while Barbara grabs her gun from her purse. Her first husband taught her how to use it. She had gotten it for protection, after a few female real estate agents had been raped and murder in other states.

She went out into the living room and towards Lindsey’s bedroom. She sees Lindsey being attack by a guy from the night light in the hallway and from the light from the practice room. She takes aim and fires at the guy, just as he plunged the knife he had into Lindsey’s left leg.

Lindsey tries kicking the guy that had her ankle again, but she couldn’t. She tried to free her leg, but he had a good grip on it. His fingers were digging into her flesh. She saw and felt as he plunged the knife into her upper thigh. She also saw him jerk from being shoot.

The guy pulls the knife out and plunges it again into her leg. He hadn’t even felt that he had been hit by a bullet. He pulls the knife out again and plunges it a third time, as his body jerks two more times from Barbara shooting him.

Barbara saw that the guy didn’t stop after being shot. So, Barbara shoots him two more times as he plunges his knife into Lindsey’s upper leg.
Barbara feels a bullet hit her right shoulder, as the second guy comes out of the practice room with the audio equipment under one arm and a small handgun in his other hand.

Lindsey screams as the first guy pulls his knife out of her leg and instead of plunging it in her leg again. He plunges it into her groin area, because of all the squirming around she was doing. She watches as he jerks from her mother shooting him. She felt it as he twisted the knife.

Barbara shoots at the first person and then shoots at the second person, just as he shot at her again. His second shot misses her and hits the wall behind her. Her bullet on the other hand hit him squarely in the chest.

The first guy finally collapses onto Lindsey, burying the knife deeper into her groin area with the weight of his body. She was in pain, but she was concerned about her mother. She couldn’t move because of the dead guy on top of her. She looks over towards her mother and saw she got shot in the same shoulder she had been injury before. Greg was by her side, holding her.

The police come rushing inside and see Lindsey pinned under one guy. The second guy was slumped in the door way of the practice room. Paramedics are called as the police try to get statements from people. Lindsey wasn’t in any condition to make a statement. She was losing blood from a nick to her main artery in her legs.

Officer Thomason tries to slow the flow, till the paramedics arrived. She looks down into the face of the teenage girl as she applied pressure. She could tell the girl was on the verge of passing out, due to blood lost. When she removed the guy that had fallen on top of her. She saw the knife buried in the girl’s groin area.

The perp had managed to plunge the knife right between her legs and into the floor underneath her. There was blood pooling under the girl. She was afraid to pull the knife out of the floor.

Lindsey saw the officer and a weak smile forms on her face “how is my mother?”

“Sssshh, don’t try to speak. Conserve your strength. Your losing blood.” Officer Thomason moves aside a strand of Lindsey’s hair.

Lindsey passes out do to blood lost. She falls into a peaceful sleep where she wasn’t feeling anything.

Officer Thomason watches as the young girl passes out due to blood lost. She could hear the second set of sirens as the paramedics finally show up and relieve her. Paramedics rushes over to where Officer Thomason was tending to Lindsey. The other paramedic rushes to Barbara to tend to her shoulder wound.

Ian heard the commotion from his bedroom window and looked out to see what was going on over at Lindsey’s house. He saw police cars and ambulances. He runs downstairs and towards the back door in his boxers. His mother had been woken as well. She had pulled her robe on and slip her tennis shoes on and followed her son.

She couldn’t believe there were police cars and ambulances at Lindsey’s house. Ian manages to make his way towards Lindsey’s place and saw her being carried out on a stretcher.

“Lindsey!” As he tries to make his way towards her.

Officer Thomason spots a young man trying to get to Lindsey. She intercepts him “she needs immediate medical attention. She’s lost too much blood.”

Ian felt his arm grabbed and then hears a female voice. He turns around to look at the woman who just spoke to him. He saw a young woman with brown hair dressed in a police uniform.

“How bad off is she?” He was concerned about.

“Before I answer your question, who are you?” Officer Thomason saw that the boy was only in his boxers.

“I’m her boyfriend and bandmate, Ian.” Ian was concerned about Lindsey.

“She’s been badly injured and needs immediate medical attention. If you want to see her, you’ll need to go to the hospital. You said you are her bandmate, what is the name of your band?” Officer Thomason was curious.

“Dusty Gaskets.” Ian was surprised the Officer didn’t recognize him or Lindsey.

“You might want to get dress first as well.” She looks at Ian and had to admit he had a nice build. However, he was still too underage for her.

Ian spots Greg helping Barbara to another ambulance. He walks over towards them “Mrs. Weather are you alright?” He saw that the paramedics were tending to her shoulder.

“I’m okay, Lindsey is in serious condition.” Barbara was concerned about her daughter.

“Is there anything the band can do?” Ian was going to call the other bandmates and inform them about Lindsey.

“We’re fine right now. You might want to wait and see how Lindsey is.” Barbara winces when they pack her shoulder. There was a bullet lodged in her shoulder.

Ian and his mother head back to their house, while police block off the crime scene. Ian pulls his cellphone out and calls every band member. Jamie and Terry are the first ones to call him back asking about Lindsey and which hospital she had been taken too.

Fairview General Hospital:
Barbara’s shoulder had been taken care of. They had to dig the bullet out of her shoulder. The damn thing hit her in the same shoulder the rebar had gone through. The round that had hit her had been a .380 round.

She found out that the person who had been stabbing Lindsey, was high on an 8 ball. She was lucky one of the bullets she shot at him had sever an artery or he would had kept on stabbing Lindsey. As for Lindsey herself, she was in serious condition right now. Not only had the guy sever a main artery in her leg, but also sever another artery in her groin area.

Lindsey was in the operating room right now with the doctor trying to save her life. She had lost too much blood. They almost lost her on the way to the hospital.

The band members were waiting out in the waiting room with Barbara and Greg. Barbara was worried about Lindsey. She couldn’t get over the fact that the guy kept stabbing her repeatedly.

After five hours, the doctor comes out of the operating room. Dr. Lang walks over to Barbara.

“How is she, Doctor?” Barbara was concerned.

“She’s in critical condition right now. We managed to repair the damage done to the artery in her leg, put we had a problem with her reproductive organs. The damage done to her groin was extensive. Right now, she has a catheter so urine can pass from her bladder to the bag. We can rebuild her penis, but she will lose her testicles.” Dr. Lang figures that the girl would rather have a girl’s bottom.

“Can you give her a woman’s reproductive organs, doctor?” Barbara knew Lindsey would prefer it over having her birth defect.

“In the condition she’s in right, now? I wouldn’t recommend it. However, once she has recovered some, we can do the operation. Until then, she’ll have to use a catheter.”

“Can I go in and see her?” Barbara wanted to see Lindsey.

“She’s still unconscious. So, she won’t know you are there.”

“Alright.” Barbara and Greg head to the room the nurse took Lindsey too.

When Barbara walks in, she sees that they had Lindsey hooked up to all sorts of machine. There was several Iv’s going into her.
Lindsey was still unconscious and looked so peaceful as she slept. Barbara just stands there and look at her daughter. She feels like she has let her down. That she should had done more to protect her. She walks over and places a kiss on Lindsey's forehead.

"I'll be here when you wake-up."

Lindsey wakes up three days later. At first, everything is blurry as she tries to focus her eyes. She felt a fuzzy object on one side of her and her left hand being held. She turns her head to see who was holding her hand and spots her mother.

She had something going into her nose and felt something sticking her in her right hand. Her vision starts to clear as her eyes come into focus. There were flowers, teddy bears and balloons in her room. She squeezes her mother’s hand.

Barbara wakes up when she feels Lindsey squeeze her hand. She was surprised when she felt Lindsey squeeze her hand. She’s been unconscious for the past three days.

“How are you feeling, sweetie?” Barbara leans forward to look at Lindsey.

“What happened?” Lindsey looks at her mother.

“You don’t remember what happened to you?” Barbara watches her daughter’s face.

“No, ma’am. I don’t remember anything.” Lindsey couldn’t recall what happened to her.

Barbara was worried about Lindsey. She normally doesn’t forget things. Lindsey’s bandmates have stopped by several times to check on her. She knew Ian and Kaja were concerned, she saw it in their faces.

“You were an attack, sweetie. Two guys broke into our home and you spotted them. One guy attacked you and stabbed you, multiple times.” Barbara brushes a strand of Lindsey’s hair aside.

“Why do I hurt so much?” Lindsey noticed she couldn’t move or feel her legs.

Lindsey starts to panic and squeezes her mother’s hand. She didn’t want to be stuck in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

“No! I don’t want to be stuck in a wheelchair.” Lindsey tries to move.

“Sweetie, you’re not going to be stuck in a wheelchair. Calm down, sweetie.” Barbara tries to comfort Lindsey.

She holds Lindsey’s tight, even though her injured shoulder still hurt. She feels Lindsey cry against her shoulder. She knew her baby loved performing and writing music. Lindsey falls asleep from crying against her shoulder.

Barbara lays Lindsey down and put her favorite teddy bear next to her. It was dress like a Princess. Barbara asked her once how old the bear was. Lindsey told her; she has always had it.

Lindsey wakes a few hours later and finds that she has visitors. All the band members and the young girl she met at their last gig. The young girl was sitting next to her.

“Lindsey, you’re awake.” Shirley hugs Lindsey.

She missed talking to Lindsey and got worried. When she turned the news on and saw that Lindsey’s place had been broken into and had been injured, she called Terry. All the band members gave her their numbers should she wanted to talk to them or was at one of their gigs and wanted a backstage pass.

When Terry told her that Lindsey had been hurt. She wanted to come and see her. She begged her Aunt Jenny to go and see Lindsey. She told Terry that she was coming to visit Lindsey. Shirley and her Aunt Jenny were invited to stay with Ian and his mother. Ian knew how much Shirley meant to Lindsey. Plus, his mother was being reimbursed by the band.

Lindsey looks at Shirley as she held her. She returns the hug and just holds Shirley. She thought of Shirley as her little sister.

“How did you get here?” As she releases Shirley.

“My aunt brought me. We’re staying with Ian and his mother. Terry arranged everything.” Shirley wipes the tears away that had leaked out of her eyes.

“Yeah, we know how much this little squirt means to you.” Jamie looks at Lindsey and Shirley.

Shirley just sticks her tongue out at Jamie. If it wasn’t for Lindsey, she wouldn’t have been giving to her favorite aunt to be taken care of. She was learning how to play guitar from Lindsey by facetime video.

She was taking dance lessons and she was learning how to write and tell jokes. She already learned that she was pretty good at comedy. As for the guitar, she loved playing it. She only knew basic cords, but she was willing to put the work in.

The band and Shirley stick around for a few hours. The nurse comes in and with Barbara’s help, gives Lindsey’s a sponge bath and change her dressing. Lindsey was frightened when she saw the tube coming out of her body. She saw it went to a bag that was filled with yellow liquid.

Lindsey looks at her mother “what is that?”

“You have to wear a catheter for a while sweetie. The knife went through your groin and all the way through you. It damaged several of your organs. Until you are healed up some, you’ll have to wear a bag for a while.”

Lindsey looks down at her groin and could see, her birth defect had been removed. She looks at her mother “do I have a vagina as well?”

“Unfortunately, sweetie, no. It’s still illegal to perform the surgery to give you a neovagina. Your penis was already small, and the knife damaged all the nerves. Even if they had reconstructed what you had, it wouldn’t work right. So, the doctor went ahead and gave you that part.
You’ll have to wait, till you are sixteen years old for you to get a neovagina.” Barbara had talked with the doctors and their hands were tied. Lindsey couldn’t get a vagina, till she was of legal age. Even in the situation, she was in.

The nurse finishes cleaning Lindsey and changing her bedsheets. Barbara was concerned about her baby as she lays back in bed. Shirley comes back to visit Lindsey.

A few hours later Sara and her group come to visit Lindsey. She heard what happened and was wondering what she and her group were going to do now.

“Hey, Lindsey. How are you feeling?” Sara has never seen someone so young, so pale.

“I’m doing okay, I guess. How is your band doing for the battle of the bands?” Lindsey needed something to get her mind off her situation.

“We’re practicing and getting better. We still can’t agree on a name for our band.” Sara and her group have been tossing names back and forth
trying to agree on one.

“How does Lady Zombie sound to you?” Lindsey did some research, and no one had that name and they could have fun with it.

Sara looked at her bandmates "what do you ladies think about the name?”

A few of them look at each other and started talking it over. They were enjoying the idea about how they could capitalize on the name and such.

“I did one more thing for your band. I listened to your music and made some suggestions for you to try and added those ideas to the samples you gave me. They are all on a Scandisk thumb drive on my dresser. Ask my mother if she can give it to you?” Lindsey was going to give Sara the music on Sunday before she was attacked.

“You are still thinking about others, even in the shape you're in.” Sara just looks down at the young girl.

“Music is my life.”

“Well, you need to get better, so the school can see you. All your classmates and other bands really miss you.” Sara knew the kids at school were worried about her.

“She needs to get some rest.” Nurse Jenkins looks at Sara and her friends.

“Just think about that name and let me know what you girls think.” Lindsey watches as they leave.

“We will and get well, Lindsey.” Sara follows her bandmates out.

Nurse Jenkins takes Lindsey vitals, before giving her something to help her sleep.

Lindsey was a little timidity when she stepped through the front door of her home. She was using a cane to walk because of the surgery done to her leg. She had to spend a week in the hospital. Tessa and Ian got all the school work she was missing and if there was a lecture, her teacher allowed her to watch it by video. It also allowed her to ask questions as well.

She could tell the carpet had been replaced and the walls had been redone. According to what her mother told her, the robbers had come in through the back door. They had put precautions on the front door with cameras and such, but her mother didn’t think about the backdoor.

Their neighbor across the street from them had security cameras that faced the street towards their place. They had caught the robbers casing their place a few nights ago. Lindsey had opened the window in her practice room to let some fresh air in. She hadn’t left it opened, but you could see everything she had in the practice room while she worked on her music.

Barbara took the opportunity while Lindsey was in the hospital, to have a crew come in. She had them take up the carpet, repair and paint the walls.The place where the knife went into the floor was fixed. She had a security firm her company dealt with to come in and update the security system of the house. She wasn’t taking any chances with Lindsey’s safety or even her own safety ever again.

“I changed your bedroom and your practice room around. Plus, we had to replace some of your audio equipment. I accidentally shot the equipment.” Barbara couldn’t believe she had shot the audio equipment the other robber had in his hand.

Lindsey peeks her head into her bedroom and saw that Barbara had gotten her a new bed and bed set. She had also redecorated her bedroom.

“Now, I’m going to have to relearn where everything is.” She had a playful smile on her face.

“I also organized that pile of shoes in your closet, so you can find everything.” Barbara couldn’t believe that Lindsey hadn’t organized her shoes and boots.

Lindsey walks across the hallway to her practice room. She was careful where she put her hand. She could still remember the second crook standing in the doorway. She looks down at the hallway floor where she stood. She was standing where the first crook had tried to kill her.

Lindsey closes her eyes and clenches her fist as the memory of that night surfaces. Her breathing starts to become shallow. Her sight becomes blurry and she loses control of her bladder. Since, the muscles of her bladder was weaken, she pees herself.

Barbara notices Lindsey having a panic attack and wraps her arms around her. She holds her and rubs her back “you’re safe, Lindsey. He won’t ever hurt you again.”

Barbara just holds Lindsey and continues to rub her back. The counselor Lindsey was seeing, said she might experience panic attacks. The memory of what she experienced was still fresh in Lindsey’s mind.

After ten minutes or so, Lindsey relaxes and her breathing returns to normal. She just holds onto Barbara. She could feel the diaper she was wearing under her skirt was soaked. Until her bladder became stronger, she would need to wear a diaper under her clothes or wear depends.

The doctor said that she was going to need to relearn how to control her bladder. One, because she no longer had the same control she did when she had a penis and secondly because the damage that had been done to her from the knife going completely through her abdomen. The knife had damaged some of the nerves that allowed her to control her bladder.

She should be wearing a catheter right now, but Lindsey wanted to work on making her bladder stronger. The doctor could understand that and took it out. He did say until her bladder control was stronger, she might experience leaks or even total bladder lost. So, he recommended that she wear pads like Poise or Depends. Because of how small in height and petite she was, she could get away with wearing baby diapers. She was only 4 feet 4 inches tall.

“Mom, I need to change my diaper.” Lindsey felt embarrassed saying those words.

“Come on, let’s get you changed.” Barbara escorts Lindsey into her bedroom and changes her diaper.

“I feel embarrassed about having to do this.” Lindsey looks up into her mother’s eyes.

“Don’t be sweetie, you’re giving me practice for when your sibling is born. Plus, you didn’t ask for this.” Barbara finishes changing Lindsey’s diaper.

Lindsey gets up off her bed and straightens her skirt out. She takes her dirty diaper to the trash and gets rid of it. She still hated the fact that she had to wear one, but it was better than walking around with a catheter.

Lindsey was done with her school work. So, she goes into her practice room and works on some music. It was the only thing that she wanted to do, after being stuck in the hospital for a week. She had her laptop with her music program, but it wasn’t like having her synthesizer there with her.

Lindsey sits down at her synthesizer and starts working on some music. She loses herself to the notes as she plays them.

“That sounds, beautiful.” Ian had come over to see how Lindsey was doing.

He didn’t want to interrupt her while she was playing. Whatever she was working on sounded different then what they normally played. He wonders how long she has been working on it.

Lindsey was surprised when she heard Ian’s voice and peed her diaper again. She was hating the fact she couldn’t control herself. The doctor did warn her that it would happen.

“Ian, you scared me.” Lindsey wasn’t going to let Ian know about her little problem.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean too. That piece you were working on, sounded so nice.” He walks into the room and over to a spare seat that Lindsey keeps in the room.

Lindsey was glad, that only a little bit came out of her bladder. She was just glad she didn’t have a panic attack when he spoke. She still felt a little jumpy and nervous in her own home.

“So, is that for our band or something else?”

“It’s my homework for the Orchestra. My instructor wanted me to compose a piece that the orchestra could play. He felt since I have missed a few sessions, that this should make up for it.” Lindsey shifted on her stool.

“Well, I’m glad you are home and doing better.” Ian was happy Lindsey was home.

“How is the band doing that you are playing in?” Lindsey knew Ian was helping a band who needed a drummer.

“They are doing okay, but they could really use your help in writing songs. The lead singer of the band sucks at writing music and the rest like to copy pieces from other bands.” Ian didn’t mind helping them out.

“What is their style of music?” Lindsey wonders if she should write something for them.

“Heavy Metal. If you took our songs Anvil and Hammer or Thunderstorm and amp it up some, that is their style.” Ian didn’t mind playing their music, he kind of liked it.

“I’ll see what I can do. Heavy Metal has never been the type of music I enjoy.” Lindsey writes a reminder on a sticky note.

Ian gets up walk over and just hold Lindsey. He was happy she was doing better and was home safely. They stay like that for a while.

Ian leaves after two hours, leaving Lindsey working on the piece she had been playing. She tries to create a new piece for the band Ian was helping. It wasn’t her style of music, but she thinks about it.

At four in the afternoon, she goes and lays down for a nap. She’s gotten into a habit of taking naps during the day, since she wakes up during the night from memories of the attack.

Barbara and Greg check on Lindsey while she slept. Barbara knew Lindsey might need to be changed when she wakes up. The doctor said she might wet the bed, like she did when she was little, till her bladder control got better.

“She’ll be fine, Barb. It will just take time.” Greg puts her arm around Barbara.

“I know. Lindsey is a tough little girl. I just wish bad things would stop happening to her.” Barbara knew all about Lindsey’s past.

They watch Lindsey for a while, before going back to the living room.

Lindsey looks at herself in the full-length mirror mounted on her closet door. She was wearing a dress to school to cover up the fact she had a diaper on, instead of panties. All her pants and blue jeans showed or puffed out, showing she was wearing one. She felt embarrassed and humiliated that she had to wear it.

She tried a poise pad, to see if it would be possible to wear it. But it turned out that when her bladder went, she filled up the pad beyond its capability. They were meant strictly for light leaks. So, that left her the choice of depends or baby diapers. The smallest depends had, were too big for her small slim body.

She wipes the tears leaking from her eyes. She looks at her left leg which was still bandaged. The stitches she had wouldn’t be coming out for another few weeks. Her mother rewrapped her left leg last night. She grabs the cane she had been given as a get-well gift by her music instructor. It was like the walking stick flute from Kill Bill and was Native American made.

She grabs her backpack, purse, and saxophone. Ian’s mom was taking her to school today. Lindsey grabs a juice can from the refrigerator and walks out on to her front porch and wait.

She glances towards the driveway, which was empty. Greg had left early in the morning and her mother had just left a little while ago. She spots Ian’s mother car pull into the driveway.

“Morning Lindsey are you ready for your first day back to school?” Mrs. Smith knew how much Lindsey liked school.

Lindsey looks at Mrs. Smith as she gets into the back seat “I think so.”

“Don’t worry Lindsey. A member of the band will always be with you. Even some of the students from the school band have volunteered to be by your side.” Ian had been told by some of the band members that they would help in helping Lindsey.

The ride to school was uneventful. Lindsey just watched as the different farms, homes, and businesses past by as Mrs. Smith took her and Ian to school. The thing she was worried about, was someone finding out she was wearing a diaper. That was her biggest worried.

“Alright, you kids have a good day.” Mrs. Smith watches as Ian and Lindsey gets out of the car.

“We will Mrs. Smith.” Lindsey carefully slides out of the car.

Ian comes around to take Lindsey’s saxophone. He could see she was moving slowly, because of her left leg. He notices her walking cane
“that is an interesting cane.”

Lindsey looks down at her cane “Mr. Simmons gave it to me. He said if I get bored, I can play my cane.”

“Well, I have to say, it is an interesting walking cane.” A smile appears on Ian’s face as they walk inside.

As she is heading towards her first bell class, several students come up and welcome her back to school. Lindsey was surprised at how many students had been concerned about her. She finally makes it to class.

Mrs. White looks up when Lindsey comes walking into the classroom. She wasn’t expecting Lindsey to be back so soon. She had made up all the work she missed last week.

“Welcome back, Lindsey. Why don’t you sit up here in front of me today?” Mrs. White figures it would help Lindsey’s leg.

“Thank you, Mrs. White.” Lindsey sits down at the desk in front of Mrs. White’s desk.

Her first bell class goes by, without any problems. When it is done, she is met by Jamie and his girlfriend. She knew Jamie and his girlfriend had come up to the hospital and visited her.

“Hey Linzi, its good to see you back on your feet.” Jamie takes Lindsey’s books for her.

“You didn’t need to do that.”

“I know, but I figure it would be easier on you.” Jamie follows Lindsey to her next class. His girlfriend stays next to him and Lindsey.

At the end of each class, a band member from Dusty Gaskets or from the school band meets Lindsey and helps her with her school books. One student tapped her from behind and caused her to jump some. She hurt her leg and wet the diaper she was wearing.

“Guys do you mind if we could go by a bathroom.” Lindsey dislikes the fact she was wearing a wet diaper.

“No problem Lindsey.” Kaja was escorting Lindsey.

“Thanks.” They stop at the girl’s bathroom.

Lindsey goes into the handicap stall and takes out a fresh diaper and the wet napkins. She quickly changes the diaper she has on to a fresh
one. How she is going to get the dirty one pass, Kaja.

“Is everything okay, Lindsey?” Kaja was touching up her make-up.

“Yes, I’m coming out now.” Lindsey walks out of the stall and notices Kaja wasn’t watching her. So, she manages to drop the ball up diaper in
the trash without any problems. She steps up and washes her hands and check her make-up.

“Well, let's get you to class.” Kaja escorts Lindsey to class.

Lindsey follows Kaja towards her next bell class and as they are walking down the hallway. One of the school perverts that like taking pictures of up shots of girls wearing dresses and skirts. He manages to take an upskirt shot of Lindsey. He and his friends stop and look at the photo. He looks towards Lindsey and back at the picture he just took.

“Do you need your baby bottle, Lindsey?” Alex couldn’t believe one of the popular girls in school was wearing a diaper.

Lindsey stops and turns to face Alex. She was wondering how he knew she was wearing a diaper. She looks at him and his friends “I have no idea on what you are talking about.”

“Oh, you don’t know anything about wearing a baby diaper?” A smirk appears on his face.

“What are you talking about, Alex?” Kaja was curious. She saw that Lindsey’s cheeks were turning red.

Lindsey saw him glancing at his cellphone. She raises her cane and smacks the phone out of his hands. ‘

“That was my phone.” Alex goes to grab it but is stopped by another student.

Kaja walks over and picks the phone up and saw a picture of an upskirt picture of Lindsey’s dress. She looks at Alex “you pervert. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“What did he do, Kaja?” The student that had grab Alex was curious. He knew Kaja, from his gym class.

“He took an upskirt of Lindsey.” Kaja saw what Lindsey was wearing under her dress and was going to ask her later about it.

Scott looks at Alex “you took an upskirt shot of Lindsey? Don’t you have any respect for girls?”

“Hey, its all in fun. You get to see what nasty or sexy some of the girls are. Plus, there’s no law that says you can’t do it.” Alex was trying to
escape from Scott’s grip on him.

“We’ll see about that.” Kaja flags down one of the security people.

Howard was watching the students as they moved about. This high school very rarely had any troublemakers. As he stood and watched, he saw Kaja wave him over towards her and four other students. He walks over towards them and noticed that one student had another by the neck.

“What’s going on over here?” He looks at all the students. He saw Lindsey holding a cellphone.

“This creepy took an upskirt picture of Lindsey.” She points towards Alex.

Howard looks towards Alex and the boy holding him by the neck. He looks at Alex “haven’t you been warned before about that?”

Alex looks at Howard “I don’t recall sir.”

“Show me the pictures.” Howard turns around and looks at Kaja.

Lindsey hands the phone to Kaja, so she could hand it to Howard. She watches as Howard looks through the picture gallery and saw several other female students Alex had taken pictures of. Lindsey didn’t say anything, she just watched him.

Howard saw the one of Lindsey and saw she was wearing a diaper. He swipes through some more of the pictures and notices Alex has been busy. He had taken pictures of several other girls.

“I think we need to talk to your parents.” Howard takes Alex by the hand and leads him away.

Kaja escorts Lindsey to her next class. She stops Lindsey before she enters the girl’s locker room.

“Look, Lindsey, if you don’t want to talk about it, I understand. But I think the others need to know.” Kaja was concerned about Lindsey.

“I’ll tell everyone at lunch. It’s rather embarrassing and I don’t feel comfortable about it.” Lindsey heads into the locker room.

She didn’t have to wear her gym suit, because of her leg and her gender change. She walks through the locker room and out to the gym. Her instructor already had her doctor’s note excusing her. She takes a seat on the bleachers and works on some schoolwork.

“Hey lazy, watch you doing?” Tessa comes over to check on Lindsey.

Lindsey looks up “just some schoolwork. I’m excused from any physical activity till my leg heals and my groin area heals.”

“So, if you don’t mind me asking. Did they make you a fully functional girl?” Tessa couldn’t wait till she had her operation.

“Only partially. They said I couldn’t get a vagina, till I turn sixteen. Something about my body still developing and that they wanted to wait.”
Lindsey couldn’t believe that she had to wait till she was sixteen.

“That sucks. When class ends, wait for me. I’m supposed to walk with you to the lunchroom.” Tessa was asked by Jamie to watch over Lindsey.

“Okay.” Lindsey smiles as she watches Tessa run back to join their class.

At lunchtime, she joins everyone at their table. She brought her lunch, instead of going through the line. She waits for the others to show up, before eating her lunch.

Once everyone sits down at the table. She looks at them “guys, I have to tell you something. Because of the damage done to my bladder and the reworking of my plumbing. I was given several choices. I need to wear a diaper till my bladder muscles are working as they use too. Also, I freak out when I’m stress or surprised. So, if you see me freaked out, that’s why.”

All of them look at Lindsey and could tell she was embarrassed about what she just admitted to them. She hated the fact she couldn’t wear a Poise pad or depends.

“So, you're saying that was your only option?” Ian was looking at Lindsey.

“No, the option I had available was wearing a catheter and a drainage bag. I didn’t want to do that, so I choose the baby diaper. Depends
doesn’t make any my size and the pads only hold a small amount. The rest would soak through to my pants and underwear.” Lindsey's cheeks were feeling warm.

“Don’t worry Lindsey, your secret is safe with us. Are you going to be able to perform in a few weeks, because we have several gigs?” Jamie had been informed by Terry they had several gigs lined up.

“I think so. If nothing else, I’ll just have to sit at my synthesizer and play.” Lindsey could hind behind Tessa and her instruments.

“Don’t forget, you and Kaja are also judging the battle of the bands as well.” Jamie thought he should remind Lindsey.

“True.”

The group finishes their lunch and Tessa walks Lindsey to her next class.

When Lindsey showed up at school the next day. She found all sorts of baby accessories at her locker. Everything from pacifiers, baby bottles, diapers to baby wipes and toys. She didn’t let the objects affect her. Someone had printed the picture of the upskirt shot of her, wearing her diaper.

Tessa was heading towards Lindsey’s locker when she saw Lindsey picking up items off her locker and the floor in front of it. She rushes towards Lindsey, when she fell to the floor, because of her injured leg.

“Lindsey, here let me help you up.” Tessa helps Lindsey off the floor.

Tessa saw how upset Lindsey was, but she was trying not to show it. She saw some of the items Linsey was picking up. She spots the image that someone had printed and taped it to Lindsey’s locker door.

A few more of Lindsey’s classmates come over and help her and Tessa. Some of the girls that had pictures of them taken by Alex. They come over to Lindsey and help her as well. They hadn’t known who had taken the pictures and shared them online. They learned the identity because of what happened to Lindsey.

Lindsey used to this type of treatment. She has faced it most of her life. She feels Tessa take her arm and escort her to the girl’s restroom.

Once they were in the girl’s restroom. The tears Lindsey was holding back, come bursting out. She holds onto Tessa and just cries.

Tessa holds Lindsey and stroke her back. It was hard for a fifteen- year teenager to deal with the harassment in high school. Lindsey was thirteen and was dealing with it. The first bell rings “I think we are going to be late.”

“I don’t care.” Lindsey didn’t feel like going to her first bell class.

“Yes, you do. You would never skip a class.” Tessa knew how dedicated Lindsey was to her studies.

Lindsey takes a deep breath and tries to get her emotions under control. It takes her several tries to compose herself. She looks at her image in the mirror. Her make-up was ruined.

“Here, let’s fix your face and get you to your class.” Tessa helps Lindsey with her make-up.

“You’re going to be late.” Lindsey didn’t want her friend to be late.

“Don’t worry about it. My teacher is understanding.” Tessa finishes the make-up job on Lindsey.

Tessa takes Lindsey to her first bell class and explains to Lindsey’s teacher what happened and why she is late. Lindsey’s teacher writes a pass for her. She takes one more look at Lindsey before heading to her first bell class.

Lindsey tries to concentrate on her studies and taking notes. She pushes through her first bell class. She is met by one of the girl’s from the girl’s swim team.

“Hey Lindsey, I heard what happened this morning. Me and the other girls from the team, are going to be picking you up and watching your locker for vandalism.” Kathy liked the music Lindsey’s band played and would hate to see Lindsey stop playing music.

As Kathy was escorting Lindsey to her homeroom, there was a commotion in the hallway near Lindsey’s Locker. They head over towards it and spot three guys fighting in the hallway. The door on Lindsey’s locker was bashed in. The two guys had the third guy pinned up against the wall.

“Let me go. You don’t have the right to restrain me.” Jacob had stopped at Lindsey’s locker and was going to leave a nasty picture he had photoshop of Lindsey wearing a diaper and dancing around.

The next thing he knew, two guys grabbed him and took his large frame down to the floor. He tried to escape their grip, but one guy had him in an armbar and the other one, had him in a headlock. They finally managed to get him pinned against the wall.

“You mess with Lindsey or any of the other girls who were violated and we will come after you.” Teddy had found out one of his female friends had an upskirt photo taken of her.

His friend Carlos, his little sister had been a victim as well. Except, someone had gotten into the girl’s locker room and took the photo. She and the other girl’s felt violated. Whoever took the photo was circulating them on the school's network and on a site called school sex sluts.

The security guards show up and escort the three guys away. Lindsey looks at her hall locker door and saw how badly dented it was. She also notices the picture on the floor. She tries to pick it up, but it is picked up by a guy in one of her classes.

He looks at the picture and then at Lindsey “hey Lindsey, why don’t I take this picture to the principal.”

“Okay, thanks, Billy.”

Lindsey heads towards her next class. In between classes, she notices the maintenance guys working on her locker and the other lockers on either side of hers. She grabs her saxophone and head to band class. They were practicing a new piece for half time. The game wasn’t till next week, but it still meant she wouldn’t be able to take part in it.

Mr. Simmons spots his favorite student walking into the classroom. He notices that Lindsey wasn’t her normal happy careful self. He walks over to her ‘is everything okay, Lindsey?”

“No, Mr. Simmons. The picture Arnold took of me and the other girls are circulating on the internet and people have been leaving baby items at my locker.” Lindsey watches her teacher’s face.

Mr. Simmons heard what happened at the last teachers meeting. He was surprised someone would do such a thing.

“If you need someone to talk to or just a quiet place to spend time at. You can come here as long as you want.”

“Thanks, Mr. Simmons.”

“You’re welcome, kiddo.” A smile forms on Simmons’s face.

Mr. Simmons goes and stands before his music stand and wait as the rest of the students show up. Once everyone has shown up, He starts
class. He watches Lindsey as she plays during class.

Class goes by pretty quickly. Lindsey’s lips were a little sore from not playing for a week. She has an accident during class. She waits till, class is over before heading to the girls restroom to clean and change her diaper.

“You alright in there, Lindsey?” Kaja had spotted Lindsey going into the bathroom and followed her in.

“I’m fine Kaja, I’m just trying to change.” Lindsey was having a hard time getting the fresh diaper on.

Kaja takes a peek through the gap between the door and the frame. She could see Lindsey was having problems.

“Lindsey, unlock the door so I can help you.”

“I got it, Kaja.” Lindsey tries again and rip the diaper she was trying to put on.

“Fine.” She was frustrated from trying to put it on.

Lindsey reaches forward and unlock the stall door. She stood there with the bottom of her dress bunched up around her waist.

“I feel so embarrass and frustrated.”

“Why? I’ve seen you in your panties and I have slept next to you when we share a bedroom. Plus, don’t forget about our group sex on New
Year’s Eve.” Kaja walks into the stall.

“I know, but this is a little different.” Lindsey digs in her backpack and pulls out the share diaper she carries with her.

Kaja takes the spare diaper from Lindsey and opens it. She make Lindsey spread her legs and slip the diaper between them.

“It looks like your doctor did a nice job of giving you the bottom part of a girl.” As Kaja fits the diaper around Lindsey’s waist and fasten it.

“Except I don’t have a vagina like you and the other girls.” Lindsey drops the bottom of her down and smooth it.

“Why didn’t they finish the job?”

“Because they said I have to wait till I’m sixteen years old. All because I am still growing.” Lindsey drops the soil diaper and ruined diaper in the trash.

She washes her hands afterwards. She so hated the fact she has to wait.

“Well, that sucks.” Kaja smacks Lindsey on her diapered behind.

“Hey, stop that.” Lindsey didn’t like it.

“Maybe, we can play house one day and you can be the baby.” A mischievous smile appears on her face.

Lindsey couldn’t believe the week she had at school. First, it had been the guy taking pictures of her wearing a diaper. Then it had been the harassment she faced because she was wearing one. The principal and vice principal had to hold an assembly treating to make anyone who harasses her, wear diapers in school or be suspended for a week. Also, threatening that anyone who received a suspension that they wouldn’t be allowed to come to the Battle of the Band competition. Even if they are in it.

Lindsey had gotten up early and was still in her favorite nightshirt. She was still using the cane from her music teacher to help her get around. She had a performance tonight with the orchestra. It doesn’t take Lindsey long to fix a simple breakfast for herself.

Greg and her mom had left early to attend an open house event. She didn’t mind and preferred not to go to them. She takes her breakfast into the living room and sits down on the sofa to watch television. She turns the television on to see what the weather was going to be like tonight. While she is eating and watching the weather channel, the doorbell rings.

Lindsey gets up and walks over to the door and check who was outside. She notices it was Kaja and Maxine. She opens the door for them.

“Hey, guys, what’s up?” As she steps aside to let them in.

“Well, we were going out to pamper ourselves and we thought you might want to come along.” Kaja walks in first, followed by Maxine.

“Where’s Tessa?” Lindsey looks outside to see if Tessa was there.

“She’s spending time with her mother today. We called her first thing this morning to see if she wanted to join us.” Maxine thought it might be fun to have a girl day.

“Well, we need to go by the cleaners and pick-up my black dress for tonight.”

“We can do that. Now, let’s get you dressed and changed.” Kaja follows Lindsey to her bedroom.

“Come on. Upon the bed, so I can change you.” Kaja had laid a towel down on the mattress of Lindsey’s bed.

“Kaja, I can change myself.”

“I know, but I figure since you had a hard time at school, I would help you. Now, upon the bed, so I can get you changed,” Lindsey lays down
on the towel so Kaja could change her.

Kaja grabs a diaper and lay it next to Lindsey, take her old diaper off and clean her. She stops and looks at Lindsey “too bad they are making you wait until you turn sixteen years old to get your vagina.”

“I know, I was hoping that I could get it sooner.” Lindsey really didn’t feel comfortable letting Kaja treat her like a baby.

“There, all done. Now, why don’t you get dress.” Kaja helps Lindsey up off the bed.

“Thanks.” Lindsey walks over to her dresser and pull out a blueberry color Bohemian Gauze skirt, she also pulls out a nice light blue crinkle
gauze top to wear with it.

Kaja helps Lindsey with putting on her two-inch dark brown ankle boots. She knew Lindsey still had problems with her left leg.

“Grab your purse and let’s go. Once you get your hair and nails done. You’ll feel better afterward.” Kaja knew Lindsey enjoyed being pampered.

Kaja grabs her purse and follows Maxine and Kaja out to Maxine’s car. It doesn’t take Maxine long to drive to their favorite salon. Her favorite parking space was available, so she parks her car in it.

The three of them get out and head inside the place. They noticed two of their favorite hair stylist were working. There was Flamingo Pete and Karla Young.

“Hey, girls, what brings you in today?” Karla looks at the trio as they came walking into the salon.

“Well, Lindsey has a performance with the orchestra tonight and will need a total makeover. I need a new hairstyle. This one is getting old and
Maxine wants a cut and color done.” Kaja had already talked with Maxine and what she wanted.

“Hey Maxine, if you just want a cut and color done, I can take you.” Jerry looks over towards the girls. He was new, but he was slowly building a client base and reputation.

“That sounds fine with me.” Maxine walks over towards his chair.

“Come on Kaja, I’ll give you something new for the school to talk about.” Flamingo Pete pats his chair.

Kaja walks over towards Pete. She liked how colorful and flaming he was. The reason everyone called him Flamingo Pete, was because of the huge Flamingo he had a tattoo on his back and the fact his hair coloring matched the birds natural color. His hairstyle was spiked with a pixie cut.

“Come, Lindsey, let’s pretty you up.” Karla shakes her black cape.

Lindsey walks over and takes a seat. She feels Karla put the cape on her and begin brushing her hair.

“Are you getting the works today or just a hairstyle?” Karla was curious.

“She’s getting the works.” Maxine looks over towards Karla.

“Good.” Karla motions for the Beverly to start working on Lindsey’s toes.

The next two hours, Lindsey is pampered and taken care of. Maxine got a nice haircut and a weird out coloring. Kaja got a new style as well. Hers was a long pixie cut with highlights. It made her look different.

After the salon, Maxine takes them to their favorite restaurant and enjoy a nice meal. The manager on duty loved it when members of the Dusty Gasket showed up. Some of the staff takes pictures with them. Kaja was watching Lindsey make sure she was alright. She really needed this day with the girls.

Maxine takes Lindsey by the cleaners to pick-up her black dress she was wearing for the performance. Once Lindsey had her dress, they head back to Lindsey’s place so she could get ready.

“Hey Lindsey, is your mother going to take you or do you need a ride?” Maxine could go by her place and Kaja place and change.

“That’s a good question. Let me text her.” Lindsey sends her mother a text.

A few minutes later she gets a response. Her mother said that they were running a little late. Lindsey tells her Maxine was at the house and she could take her. A few seconds later her mother gives her the okay.

“Maxine, my mother said she is running late. Would you mind giving me a lift?”

“Not at all. Why don’t you get dressed and we’ll go back to my place and drop Kaja off as well.”

“Okay.” Lindsey heads into her bedroom and change with Kaja helping her.

After Lindsey was ready and had her instrument loaded in Maxine’s car. They head to Kaja’s place to let her change clothes. Afterward, they head to Maxine’s place, which was right around the corner from Kaja’s place.

Once Maxine was ready, she and Lindsey drove around the corner to pick Kaja up. Kaja had put on a nice little black dress that was slinky and hug her figure.

“You’re all dressed up.” Maxine was impressed with how Kaja was dress and so was Lindsey.

“We’re going to hear the orchestra.”

“Let’s go.” Maxine drives them where the orchestra was playing at.

“I feel naked wearing this bikini.” Tessa looks over towards Lindsey as she finishes putting her bikini on.

“Don’t worry about it. You look good in your bikini.” Lindsey walks over and looks Tessa over.

The fake glued on breast forms they got Tessa to fill her top out looked fine. Kaja blended them to Tessa’s skin tone perfectly. Since Tessa wanted the same size breast Maxine had. They got the most realistic ones they could find. The bikini bottom fitted her properly and you couldn’t tell she was tucked. Lindsey used the same trick she used to hide her birth defect.

“There, no one can tell if your real or not.” Lindsey steps back to check Tessa out.

“Why do we have to dress and perform like this?” Tessa felt uncomfortable being dressed like she was.

“Well, this car dealership puts on a big sale every year. Last year they sold a lot of cars when they booked us to play here. So, they wanted us to come back and play again for them. Their only request is for us to be dress in bikinis and speedos. Plus, they pay good money for us to play.”

They walk over to check Kaja and make sure she was alright. Tessa and Lindsey couldn’t believe the bikini she was wearing. It showed more skin than theirs.

“Wow! If I didn’t already have a woody because of the two of you. I would have one now. Kaja’s bikini is smaller than the two of yours.” Jermaine was drooling after seeing Kaja.

Maxine was at the sound control board and she was wearing a bikini support her big breasts. Tessa decided that she wanted hers as big. All the guys were wearing matching speedos.

Jamie and Christy finally showed up. Christy was wearing a bikini that showed her curves off. Jamie wore a speedo just like the other guys.
They must have gone and gotten their speedos at the same place.

“Hey Terry, how long are we playing?” Lindsey was sitting on her stool at her synthesizer.

“We’re here till six tonight. We’re taking an hour break between sets.” Terry arranged for them to be at the event all day.

“Alright, let’s get this party going.” Ian starts them off on one of their songs.

The band plays for four hours and take a break for lunch and to relax for a while. They had come in their van, so they were inside the van cooling off and resting. Kaja comes walking into the van looking hot sweaty.

“Who’s watching the merchandise stall?” Lindsey looks over towards her.

“A friend from school. She transferred from another school recently and is in the same art class I’m taking. She’s like you and Tessa.” Kaja grabs cold water from the mini-refrigerator.

“Why did you introduce her earlier?” Terry looks over towards Kaja.

“Because she just got here. She works part-time for McDonald’s on the weekend in the morning.” Tessa felt sorry for her. McDonald’s was a shitty ass job.

She tried it once and after her first week, she said the hell with it. She takes a nice long swallow of the cold water. She sits down near Lindsey and looks at her “how’s your leg?”

“It’s alright for now. I’m not jumping around on stage like I normally do.” Lindsey hated that she couldn’t perform like she normally does.

While they were enjoying the cold air inside their van, someone was knocking on the doors of their van. Krist opens the doors and steps aside as one of the salesmen comes walking into their van.

“Wow, the air in here feels good. The manager said if you guys are hungry, to come and get some food. We also have cold drinks for you as well.” Rudy was impressed with the band's van and with all the young women in the band.

“Thanks, Rudy.” Terry knew Rudy from his visits to the car lot.

Rudy turns around and heads out of the van. Krist looks at the others “I’m going to grab some food. Who wants to come with me?”

“I’ll come.” Maxine stands up. She had a few guys hit on her.

“Let’s go, everyone.” Terry didn’t think it was wise to go individually.

“Do I have too?” Lindsey was comfortable and didn’t want to get up.

“Yes, you have too.” Jamie helps her up off the sofa.

They go where the food was being served as a group. When they showed up, they got big applause from the crowd. That made Lindsey feel all warm and fuzzy. Their applause helped Lindsey feel better after all the crap, that has been happening to her.

The rest of the day the band plays and hang around a little bit afterward. The girls feel someone tug on the back of their bikinis and when they check to see why. They find three hundred bills stuff in the back of their bikini’s. They look around for who did it and spot an old man with a smile on his face as he gets into a limo.

“Who was that?” Tessa pulled the bills from her bikini.

“That’s the owner of the car lot.” Lindsey pulls the money from her bikini.

Everyone helps break down the equipment and put it in the trailer that was attached to the van. By the time they were loaded up and ready to go. They noticed Terry was missing.

“Where’s Terry?” Tessa was looking around for him.

“He’s talking business with another business owner. I overheard them when we were loading up.” Christy was cleaning her hands with some wet naps.

“I hope it’s not another car lot.” Kaja was counting out some cash for the new girl.

“Oh, Shelly. This is Lindsey, Tessa, Christy, Maxine, Jamie, Ian, Krist, and Jermaine. Guys, this is Shelly. She’s going to be helping me from now on.” Kaja was happy she had someone to help her.

“Nice to meet you, Shelly. That one piece your wearing is nice. Did you make it?” Tessa liked the one-piece swimsuit shelly had on.

“Yes, I want to be a fashion designer and make clothes or transgender people like us.” Shelly had been informed that Tessa and Lindsey were transgender students.

“I never thought about that. It does make sense to have clothes made just for transgender people.” Lindsey never gave any thought to what Shelly was doing or wanted to do.

Terry comes back fifteen minutes later with a big smile on his face. He looks at everyone “we have another gig at a tire store next week. They heard us play here and liked us.”

“Do we have to wear our bikini’s again?” Lindsey was wondering what the company had in mind.

“Nope, the owner doesn’t want to copy the car lot. He wants us in costume like we did the concert in the park.”

“Cool, can we head home, please? I’m all burned up.” Lindsey was red, along with everyone else.

“Nope, we have one more place to go.” Terry walks up to Krist and whispers something to Krist.

Afterward, the van starts moving. After twenty minutes, Krist pulls their van into the parking lot of the Smoke Barn.

“The owner is treating us to a free dinner. He gave me a ticket for everyone.” Terry hands the tickets out.

“I didn’t bring anything else to wear.” Shelly looked at Kaja.

“No problem, you can be a walking advertisement for us.” Kaja grabs a t-shirt and a pair of shorts out of the boxes of merchandise for her.

Shelly takes the clothes and changes in the bathroom. She didn’t feel comfortable changing in front of everyone. She comes out, once she was dressed.

“Let’s go and eat.” As Terry leads everyone out of the van.

Lindsey couldn’t believe how red she got after performing for the car lot. Her mother had sprayed her body with solarcaine, so the pain wasn’t that bad. As she was packing up her sheet music and her saxophone.

“Ms. Weathers, can I speak to you, before you leave please?” Director Rattle has been keeping his eyes and ears on Lindsey since she joined the orchestra.

He also has gone to some of the gigs her band had done. The piece of music she composed for extra credit, was very good. He has been thinking, that Lindsey would make a good conductor and was willing to take her under his wing and teach her.

“Sure, Mr. Rattle.” Lindsey finishes putting her saxophone away.

She walks over towards Director Rattle and wonders what she did wrong. She practiced the piece they were going to perform several times. She knew it couldn’t be her playing.

“Did I do something wrong, Mr. Rattle?” Lindsey was nervous as she stood and waited for Mr. rattle to answer her.

“Oh, you’re not in trouble, Ms. Weathers. I’ve been watching and listening to you. The piece you wrote for extra credit was really good. You have talent when it comes to music. What I want to know, is what are your plans after you graduated from High school and with your band?” Director Rattle watches Lindsey facial expression.

“Well, I haven’t really thought about it, but I was hoping to continue with my band after I graduate and maybe continue my musical education. I was thinking about going to one of the colleges that specialize in musical degrees.” Lindsey hadn’t started looking at what colleges she wanted to go too.

She wanted to stay in the band, but also get a degree in music. She loved music and couldn’t think of doing anything else.

“How would you like to learn, how to conduct an orchestra?”

“I think that would be neat. I’ve never thought about it before.” Lindsey hadn’t considered being a conductor.

“Well, I think you would enjoy conducting others and making the music flow for others to enjoy? I can already see how passionate music is to you. The way you play, and how passionate you are when you perform in front of people. Those qualities are traits the best conductors possess.”

“And you think I would make a good conductor?” Lindsey watches Director Rattle’s eyes.

“Yes, how about this. I’ll take you on as my assistant and let you see if you would like it or not. If after a month you don’t like being my assistant, you can call it quits.” Director Rattle figures Lindsey would be able to see if being a conductor would suit her.

“Okay, when would you like for me to start?” Lindsey was game and wouldn’t mind learning to be a conductor.

“Let’s get you started next week. I have to get permission from the Director of the school to allow you.”

“That’s fine and thank you Mr. Rattle for the opportunity.” A big smile appears on Lindsey’s face.

“Don’t thank me yet. I can be a very demanding taskmaster. I’ll call you once everything is arranged. Now, go and enjoy the rest of the evening.” Mr. Rattle returns the smile.

Lindsey waves good-bye and head outside to her ride. Her mother and father were handling an open house, so she asked Krist to come and pick her up. She steps outside and spots Krist’s custom mustang he and his father built from the ground up.

The thing was faster than any Shelby Mustang ever built and was painted brunt red color. Krist had several people in the local muscle club challenge him to a street race and lose.

“Thanks for picking me up, Krist.” Lindsey walks over towards his car.

“No problem. I was at a club meeting and didn’t mind coming to pick you up.” Krist was a member of a custom car club. He had been a member of the local muscle car club, but he got tired of being challenged all the time. So, he quit and joined the custom car club.

“Well, since you were such a nice gentleman. Can we go by a Taco Bell and I'll buy you dinner, please?” Lindsey gives him her puppy dog eye look.

“Alright, cut it with the puppy dog eyes.” Krist was a sucker for a pretty face.

He goes through the drive-thru and let Lindsey place her order and an order for Krist. Once they have their order. He drives her home.

“Come on in and stay for a while.” Lindsey exists form the car.

“Right behind you.” Krist follows Lindsey into her house.

“You know, this is the first time I have been in your place.” Krist looks around the place.

It was neat and tidy. He saw pictures of Lindsey’s adopted mother and some of the places they went. A smile appears on his face when he notices a picture of Lindsey being surrounded by a crashing wave.

“Where was this picture taken?” Krist points towards the one he was looking at.

“That’s was taken down in Kill Devil’s hill. My mother rented a cottage for a week and I spent most of my days down at the beach. I also went to Jockey Ridge and the Wright Brother’s memorial that week.” Lindsey enjoyed that trip with her mother.

Krist sits down with Lindsey on the sofa and eats the meal Lindsey bought for him. He normally didn’t spend this much time with her, unless they were traveling.

“How was your club meeting?”

“It was fine. We’ve been invited by another club for a get-together.” Krist couldn’t wait to go.

After dinner, Lindsey shows Krist where she practices her music and writes the music she puts together for the band. The saxophone she bought at the yard sale was polished and clean. She had that in her practice room.

The cello she bought and paid to restored was shipped to the Smithsonian to be verified and documented. The person who restored it did an exact job on it and said it was an original. However, Lindsey was told by her mother to have the Smithsonian verify it and have papers drawn up proving it.

“Well, I need to leave Lindsey. You take care and lock-up behind me.” Krist starts heading towards the front door.

Lindsey follows behind Krist and locks the front door once he leaves. She arms the security system, before stripping out of her clothes and hopping into the shower.

Lindsey snuggles closer to Kaja as they laid together in their hotel room. She was still tired from their drive last night. She had just left her Jazz practice and was picked up by the band. They had a gig that the record company they signed with had gotten them in Virginia Beach, Virginia.They were one of four bands playing on stage.

They had driven from Georgia to Virginia Beach and were going to be playing at the Sandler Center for the Performing Arts. They were booked into The Westin Virginia Beach Town Center. The record company was picking up the tab as part of the deal they had with them.

Tessa had slept with Maxine like usual. Shelly was sleeping on a cot in the room. Christy, Jamie, Annie, and Terry were all sharing a room. Krist, Ian, and Jermaine were sharing a room. Annie was Terry’s new girlfriend and was studying fashion.

They all are woken at ten in the morning. Terry had asked the front desk to wake them at ten, so they could go and prepare for the concert later in the evening.

“Come on Lindsey, you need to get up.” Kaja smacks Lindsey on her ass.

“Owe!” Lindsey rubs her ass.

“Will you two keep it down over there?” Maxine looks over Tessa’s sleeping form.

Tessa looked so peaceful sleeping next to Maxine. It didn’t bother her to sleep with Maxine. She enjoyed sleeping with her. She didn’t know which way she was going to swing. She knew Lindsey was bi and enjoyed sleeping and making out with Kaja and Ian.

Maxine was bi as well and enjoyed sex with whoever she finds. She liked sleeping with Tessa. Now, they had to find out what Shelly was, but she thinks Shelly might lean towards being a lesbian.

Lindsey and Kaja head into the bathroom first to take a shower together. After the two of them come out. Tessa and Maxine go in. Tessa squeals when Maxine gooses her.

“Do you guys always take showers together?” Shelly looks towards Lindsey and Kaja.

“Me and Lindsey, yes. Tessa, until recently no. Maxine, no as well. The thing is, there are five of us in this room. If we all took individual
showers, we would be a while. So, taking them together helps. Plus, your partner can reach parts of your back you can’t get too.” Kaja figures Shelly is going to get an education on how they do things.

“Welcome to the sisterhood, Shelly.” Lindsey slips on a part of panties with kittens on them.

She looks at Kaja as she slips on a pair of thongs “how can you wear those? It’s annoying feeling like you have something in your butt crack.”

“They are comfortable and make me feel sexy.” Kaja finishes getting dress.

Lindsey finishes as well. She was ready to go down to do a soundcheck and tune their instruments. They meet up with the guys and Jamie and Terry.

They head to the restaurant for their all you can eat breakfast brunch. Lindsey fixes a light breakfast because they were going to be putting on a show around two in the afternoon. After everyone has eaten, they head towards the concert room they were practicing in.

As they were practicing their third song, two of Jermaine’s guitar strings break. Terry stops the band, while Jermaine looks in his case for replacements, but doesn’t have any.

“Hey Lindsey, do you have any replace strings in your guitar case?”

“I think so.” Lindsey couldn’t remember if she kept any.

“Is it okay, if I look?” Jermaine had walked over to Lindsey’s guitar case.

“Go ahead. If I have any, they will be in the pouch under the top.”

Jermaine spots the pouch and saw that she had two brand new packets that hadn’t been opened. He takes one and closes her guitar case. After a few minutes, he has his guitar restrung and tuned. Terry restarts the practice and by they finished up with two hours to spare.

“Alright, let’s get changed and grab a snack.” Terry looks at everyone as they put their instruments down.

Maxine and Krist were staying behind to watch the room. As they all leave to take a break, they meet all the other bands playing. Members of Disruption and Slipknot were also playing at the same event as they were.

“Okay, I want to stay and hear them play.” Lindsey heard the Sound of Silence sung by Disruption.

She loved the remake of it and the video that went with it. She couldn’t wait to get their signature.

Tessa noticed how excited Lindsey was. She wonders why she was excited.

“Hey Lindsey, why are you so excited?”

“Disruption is here tonight. I love the remake of Sound of Silence and Land of Confusion.”

“I haven’t seen or heard them yet.” Tessa has been busy with work and helping her mother.

“When you get a chance, listen to them.”

“Okay, let’s get dress for our show.”

Battle of The Bands:
Lindsey couldn’t believe how many bands had signed up for the band competition. Her and Kaja were sitting at opposite end of the Judge's table. A stage had been constructed outside on the football field for each band to perform. If they had their own lighting and sound crew they could use the equipment that had been set up. If not, sound engineers and lighting engineers were standing by to assist.

Each band had to be registered and submit two songs for consideration. The first song had to be the one they were going to play and an alternate, just in case they couldn’t play that song. The second song was their playoff song, should they tie.

“Man, today is going to be exciting.” Lindsey looks towards Mr. Simmons and Mrs. King from another nearby High school.

“You can say that again. Look at all the television stations setting up their cameras and such.” Kaja points out the news teams that had arrived to record the competition.

“So, I heard Ian is playing for one of the bands today?” Mr. Simmons looks at Lindsey for conformation.

“Yep, he’s competing with them. They needed a drummer and they asked him to join them for the competition. I can’t wait to hear what they are going to play.” Lindsey wonders which of the songs she wrote for them, that they were going to play.

The Mayor steps out onto the field and walks up to the stage to make an announcement. The bleachers were filled with students and parents who came to hear the bands compete against each other.

“I want to thank everyone who has shown up to hear and support all these talented musicians competing against each other. I want to thank our panel of judges who will be judging each band. Now, let’s get this competition going.”

The first band comes out onto the stage and start playing. Their style was more pop-rock and was pretty good. Lindsey heard where they either missed their timing or the rhythm was off. The music they played was really good.

The next band was so-so. They really needed to practice more. The band after them really needed to practice with each other. Band after band comes on stage and play. By late afternoon they had four bands left to listen to. One of them was the band Ian was in and the last band was Lady Zombies.

Once all the bands were done playing, they had four bands to compete in a playoff. The band Ian was playing in and Lady zombies were two of the bands of the four. Lindsey was proud of both bands and made sure to be neutral in her judgment.

After the four-way playoff. It came down to the band Ian was in and Lady Zombies. The two bands were brought out. Lindsey could tell Lady zombies were amazed that they had made it to the end. The band Ian was playing in, goes first in the playoff.

They play a remix of Thunder and Hammer. A smirk appears on Lindsey’s face, Ian must have suggested it because it was heavy on drums and guitar playing. The band does a wonderful job on the remix of the song.

“Next.” Lindsey wanted to see what Lady zombies were going to play.

They come on stage and jump right into a song, Lindsey knew they wrote and she helped improve. She listens to the song and it was really, really good. It was better than the remix of Thunder and Hammer. By the time they finished playing the song, she knew right away who the winner was between the two. She gives her vote to the Mayor, who looks at the piece of paper and refold it.

The Mayor steps back up on stage and looks at the two bands that were still there. He looks at everyone present. He clears his throat and picks the mic up “The winner of the first-ever Battle-of-the- band competition is Lady Zombies”

The girls up on stage jump around and scream as they base in the winning. Afterward, they join the band Ian is in and put on a massive performance. They jam till, late in the evening.

By the time they stop playing and everything is wrapped up. It was midnight when Lindsey walks into her home. Her parents were home and in bed.

She strips out of her clothing and crawls into bed. She hopes that when she finally graduates from school she’ll be able to make it big and become a successful conductor as well.