Keith's P.o.v
" um excuse me. Hello?" John tapped the mic.
The crowd went quiet.
I saw in the corner of my eye, Alice. She was walking up on the stage with the most confident smile.
" we would like to thank you all for coming out tonight and we hope you enjoy it. Now let me introduce ourselves" he spoke.
You could hear Alice plug in the cable to her speaker and George tune hits a few keys on his piano in check. Nick tried out the cymbals and twirls his drum stick.
" we have George here on the piano, Nick on the drums, Alice on the guitar and I on the bass" John finishes. The crowd cheers and some whistle.
" we aren't as good as the stones though" Alice says into the mic and the crowd laughs.
" well you sure as hell look better than Mick!" A guy in the crowd yelled and the crowd roared with laughter. Alice laughed as well, nodding her head.
" We are, the Visionary Notes" John said and with that, they got on to it.
Alice began with a riff, maybe three four time, not sure, but it was catchy.
Soon enough John began singing and the crowd began dancing.
I watched as they played. Noticing the way John would look back at George to keep beat with him. While Alice would keep beat with Nick. I saw the little twitches Nick would get when having to quickly play a drum roll but successfully doing so. George would never use his pinky in the correct order and I encourage that behavior. Mostly I noticed the licks Alice would pull off and every time she did, a smile would grace her face. Sometimes she would pull the guitar head up and would slam it back down when she was on the second or fourth beat, adding emphasis.
" Keith, you need eye drops?" Bill asked.
I shook my head and turned towards him.
" what, no why?" I ask and he chuckles.
" you've been staring at Alice for three minutes straight, not blinking once" he stated with a smirk.
I cough and shake my head.
" listen I would stare too, she sure is a looker" he said and patted my back.
That she was.
I began phasing out and thinking too hard. What if Mick was right? Maybe every girl has a little game to her. What if all the shit I went through with Alice was just the sacrifice. Maybe that was life's way have letting me get to know her more. What if life was giving me a chance. Maybe she was worth it you know? She definitely seemed like she would be to me. What if -
" You're on in Three" the manager came up to me and shook me from my thoughts.
They all came off he stage one by one. I saw a glimpse of Alice throwing a pick into the crowd, which seem the stir them on more. She came off smiling and I quickly grabbed her attention.
" that was bloody fantastic!" I exclaim and she laughs.
" thanks Keith but I'm positive you'll do better" she giggle and I shake my head.
" I find it hard to beat you in a competition, especially with a wanker like me" I sigh and she laughs, shaking her head.
" oh please Keith, you know you're better, don't be hard on yourself for me" she said and patted my shoulder heading off to the back.
I hear a chuckle and turn to see Mick.
" Keith mate, I've never seen you blush so hard" Mick laughed.
" fuck off Mick" I chuckle, picking up my guitar.
He laughs and wraps an arm around my shoulders leading us out onto the stage.
Brian nudged me with his arm and pointed to Alice in the crowd. We all three made eye contact and waved. I smiled and winked at her. She smiled and winked back before cheering us on along with the crowd.
" We're The Rolling Stones!" Mick hollered and the crowd went wild.
" I also heard that comment earlier, unfortunately I agree that Alice looks better than me, but not by much!" He states with a one of a kind Mick Jagger smile, making the crowd go wild.
" 1.2.3.4!" Mick shouted.
As we began I noticed something. It felt like I actually had my life at one of its highest. I'm here with an amazing band, amazing people willing to listen to our music and a girl hopefully interested in my horrible self. Life had given me a gift that I was willing to receive. Everything was Alright.