POV Yasmin.

I wake up a little before six-thirty. Rog is still asleep embraced me. Smile and kiss her beautiful face. I try to pull away from his embrace and he grumbles.

- Stay here with me, Yasmine. Do not go anywhere princess.

- I go to the bathroom and I'll be back, Rog. - I say softly kissing her forehead.

I get out of my bed and slowly open the door of my room quietly.

When getting to the bathroom to see my friend Vick crouched in front of the sofa that Brian is sleeping with scissors in hand.

It takes a bit of Brian bunch ready to cut your hair.

- VICK! YOU ARE CRAZY? - Cry waking Tim and Brian. - DO NOT CUT THE BRIAN HAIR!

Brian realizes what Vick would and rises quickly from the couch.

- WANTS TO CUT MY HAIR? SAI HERE YOUR CRAZY.

- I WILL CUT YOUR HAIR NOW. YOU FOOL. I WILL BE KNOWN AS THE NEW DALILA.

Soon all agree with my cries, the Brian and Vick. Brian is behind me wanting to protect.

Tim holds Vick taking the scissors.

- What is going on? - Appears Rog with all sleepy baby face and his messy hair.

- The MAD VICK WANT TO CUT MY HAIR. - Said Brian scared behind me yet.

- No one will cut the hair of anyone here. - Brian said with scissors taking her to the bathroom.

- Vick you gone mad? - Layla said. I do not believe he would do that.

- Of course it would. - He said Vick grumbling. - But Yasmin mess up everything. Cut the hair of Brian with the greatest joy.

- No one will ever cut my hair. - Said Brian stroking her long curly hair - My hair is always long.

- Vick large to be childish. - Rog said sitting on the couch rubbing his beautiful blue eyes sleep.

- I HATE YOU BRIAN MAY HAROLD AND A DAY cut off YOUR HAIR AND sell. - Said Vick going toward his room.

- ALSO HATE YOUR CRAZY. - Said Brian Vick embracing me trembling.

- Calm Bri, is already okay. - Said the strong hugging and kissing his face.

We embraced one time and Roger said,

- Bree, come to embrace my princess.

- Ok jealous. - Brian said, sitting on the couch.

- I'll be right back. Wait me.

I go to Vick's room. She is lying on her bed.

- Can we talk a little, Vick?

- You are Brian's side. - She said sadly.

- I'm not on anyone's side, Victoria. - I looked seriously at her. - You would make a very childish thing, very ugly, cutting the hair of Brian, as Delilah did to Samson. For picking on Brian. Heck, he did everything have to approach you, be your friend and you treat him with indifference. He is an excellent young man, beautiful, intelligent, friendly, sensitive, sincere. I do not understand why so many pet peeve.

Victoria begins to cry softly and hugs me.

- Neither do I know how to explain what's wrong with me, Yasmin. I know how Brian's cool, despite being a nerdy, boring, I know he has tried to approach me, but always evil tract and amazement away.

- I think it's time for you to stop this bickering, friend. - I smiled at her. - Open the game and tell me everything you feel when you see Brian. Trust me, I will not tell anyone, not even Rog. It will be our secret.

Vick finally opens up and tells you everything you feel. I hug her and say,

- The first thing you have to do to change all this is apologize to Brian for the episode of just now. Come on, I'll go with you.

- Yasmin do not count nor Layla what we talked about. After I talk to her.

- It is quiet friend. I have said is our secret.

She hugs me and goes toward the living room with me. They all look at her.

- Individual, Vick has something to say to Brian.

Vick approaches Brian. He is frightened.

- You will not cut my hair or hurt me?

- No, Brian. - She said looking at him. - I want to apologize for the stupid joke you would. Forgive me. That will not happen anymore.

She hugs him to the amazement of all. Even my.

- Forgive me, please, Brian.

She asked forgiveness sincerely.

- Ok Vick, forgive you. - Brian smiled.

- From now on I will try to be your friend.

Brian grinned and hugged her.

As for what Vick and I talked ... One day whom you know will know ...

The boys get up at half past eight in the evening playing cards and even dined with us. After they left, for the week would be racing for everyone both in college and in the stage, I even more because of the swimming and of course Spanish too.

On Wednesday after band practice, Roger called me at ten in the night saying that as I did not attend his birthday and even he could do one of my celebration with our friends for our birthdays. Something simple on Sunday in the late afternoon. We were already in October. It's crazy to celebrate our birthdays again, but we will do this because Roger want pictures with me singing happy birthday. I accepted.

On Friday and Saturday the band performed in the same pub.

The girls and I did not go on Friday to the pub because we work things out for the second commemoration of the birthday on Sunday. Les and Paul were with Roger, Tim and Brian for presentation at the pub.

On Friday after we get our stages girls and I took a shower, had dinner and went to a twenty-four hours supermarket that is in London around ten at night.

Bought ingredients for the birthday cake. (I would do the chocolate birthday cake), we bought black balloons with the treble clef design, saucers, cups, napkins, birthday candles for Roger and I, soft drinks and some beer for the boys. I also bought some things for decoration. I decided to decorate it with the music theme, in honor of Rog.

Roger, Les Paul, Tim and Brian have ordered the salt and they divided between them to pay.

The girls and I left the supermarket close to the one in the morning. We took a taxi to the apartment.

On Saturday during the day I made two small cakes of chocolate birthday. One with the drawing of Snoopy in my honor and another cake in battery format in honor of Rog. It was laborious, but in the end was beautiful. Layla and Vick made brigadier and kiss. The sweets are indispensable.

We also did the decoration already for Sunday. Pasted posters with musical notes, treble clef, bass clef, posters of favorite bands of Roger. Already quite we have advanced the service.

Saturday night around seven-thirty Roger gave ride to Vick, Layla and me and we were eating pizza in the apartment of the boys. At ten-thirty we went to the pub that they would perform.

The Saturday morning to Sunday had a great time. As always the boys rocked the presentations. Vick was treating Brian better. They were still the best of friends, but they spoke amiably. That's how it starts.

We stayed at the pub until about two-thirty in the morning. After Roger left Layla, Vick and I in the apartment and Tim gave a ride for the rest of the guys.

On Sunday the girls and I got up around noon and a half. We took a shower and went to lunch out with the guys. The afternoon was great fun. Around six in the evening I went with Roger and Brian get the salt as Les Paul, Tim, Vick and Layla were in the apartment already leaving the cake and sweets arranged on the table.

When we returned to the apartment it was almost seven.

Roger loved the decor and the cake I made for him. We took a lot of pictures. Eat salty, drank sodas and beer. The boys were not drunk. At ten in the evening the staff sang happy birthday to Roger and me. Vick took lots of pictures. Our candles marked with the number 20 in each cake assopramos together. My first piece of cake was to Rog and lambuzei her beautiful face. The first piece of cake it was for me and he smeared me. Almost become a ritual we do this every year. Vick took this picture as well. Then eat the cake and sweets with our friends. The guys helped us clean up the mess quickly. They left at eleven-thirty.

The second celebration of the birthday of Rog and mine was special. This time we were really happy.

The month of October passed quickly. November also. The end of 1969 has finally arrived.