[Kickstart My Heart by Mötley Crüe]

The day of my birthday had arrived. James never explained what happened last time, but I just let it go. My parents were helping me get the house ready for a little get together I was having for my birthday. "You're 20 now, sweetie! How do you feel?" My mom asked me with an excited look on her face. She pretended to hold out a microphone like a newscaster. I played along and stepped towards the imaginary microphone. "Well, I'm another year older and hopefully another year wiser too. Here's to 20." I said smiling. "You heard it first, Riley Jean is glad to be 20. Now back to you!" My mom and I laughed for a minute. "Happy birthday honey." My dad hugged me and smiled one of his famous smiles. "Thank y'all. I love you so much." I said to my parents as I hugged them. I heard the doorbell ring and went to answer it.

It was James, standing there in a Mötley Crüe shirt and torn jeans. He had actually fixed his hair today and came bearing a gift. He held a red wrapped box in his hands. I opened the door to let him in and hugged him. "Happy birthday!!" He smiled. "Thank you James." He handed me the present and I put it on the table. "Who all is coming?" I asked him. "You don't know who is coming to your own party?" He laughed. "No" I laughed "You know I don't have that many friends." He shook his head. "My band mates are coming. It'll be hard partying without Cliff, but they know you're here for us." James said, walking into the kitchen. Everything had been laid out perfectly, all the snacks in bowls and some cups ready for drinks. I smiled at James "Cool. I'm ready to meet them. I'm glad you're letting me now." He smiled back "Yeah".

My parents come in and greet James. They've always liked him. He's just such a good guy and I'm glad they trust him with me. About 15 minutes later, I get another knock at my door. James asks if he can answer it, I let him and he goes to the door. "Welcome to the party!" He lets in his band mates. They all came together and they all blend in together. They're all looking rockin' in band shirts and jeans with long hair in their faces. "Guys, this is my best friend Riley." "Riley, this is Kirk." James introduces me to Kirk Hammett, a brown haired guitarist with a strong face and a firm handshake. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kirk." He grins at me and I smile back. Next, James introduces me to Lars Ulrich, the last band member. Lars steps forward towards me and smiles. "Hey, I'm Lars. It's a pleasure to meet you, Riley." His green eyes shine as he looks me in the eyes. I grin and reply "It's nice to meet you as well."

Soon, the party starts. It honestly goes by so fast that I barely notice how late it is. "Wow, it's 5 o'clock. We started this at 1. That just flew by!" I exclaimed. James laughs "Time flies when you're having fun." Kirk and Lars look at James with a suggestive expression. James nods knowingly and turns back to me. "Riley, there's something we have been meaning to tell you. Well, ask you really." He says fidgeting with his hands out of nervousness. My expression changes to seriousness and I nod. "Yes James?" He looks at the guys again and says "We want you to come on tour with us."

I was in absolute shock. I just met Kirk and Lars. They already want me to go on tour with them. For a good minute, I'm lost for words. "James... I'm honored. But why do you want me to come with you? It's not because of what I said that last week right?" I ask him, puzzled by the sudden news. "No Riley it's not. I, we want you to come on tour with us because it would be good for you. You'll have so much fun with us and I already told you I think you have amazing potential as a singer. I could teach you a few things and then maybe if you're ready I could introduce you to another band when we get home. They're just starting a need another girl." James answers me honestly and truthfully. Kirk chimes in. "So what do ya say? Will you come with us?"

"Yes I will." I answer and smile at Kirk. James gets up from his chair and hugs me. "I'm so glad you decided to come!" He exclaimed excitedly. Lars comes over too and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Welcome along Riley." He grins. We all toast our cups to the tour. "Now I just have to tell my parents..." I said as we all scattered. I walked outside and prepared myself for the talk that awaited me.