With or Without You
By - KatHy -
letitbe@globalserve.net
:Author's note:
Ok, I don't know ANY of them personally. I've met them once(but nothing big enough to write a whole fanfic on) So anything extra I've stuck on is kind of pushing it and added because I like it or it just fits right. So don't take ANY of this to heart
Another NOTE PLEASE read this...
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     Willow pressed the 'save' button on her screen then sat back and sighed. "How pathetic is this..." She said talking to herself, "Really Will...your 20 yrs old yet you have a web page on a silly, teeny bopper band...you have GOT to get a life..."
     She snapped out of insulting herself as an online ICQ message popped up. "Hey there Willow! What'z the latest on our savage friends?"
     Willow shook her head again, "Yep...even on ICQ I'm known for this 'sick' obsession," She wrote back, "Ullo Dawn...nuthin is up with them...no, Darren hasn't divorced Colby yet...no Colby hasn't been miraculously struck dead yet... Oh, but u kan catch em on Regis and KathyLee in 2 weeks time..."
     Willow went and viewed her page to make sure it was all up and working. She smiled as her logo loaded up, "Damn, he is hot, isn't he?" She asked nobody in preticular. "And to think...he's the neglected one...what a waste.." She smiled as she started into his bluey green eyes...
     "Oh, damn them! Is it really THAT hard to come visit Canada?! Another damn American appearance.."
     Willow laughed. She picked up her phone and dialled Dawn up, 'What's the use talking over the net...much easier over the phone.'
     "Hello?"
     "Hey Dawn. Will here..."
     "Oh, hi. Why'd you call? We're talking through ICQ.."
     Willow laughed again, "Come on, isn't this MUCH easier? Really, you rely on the computer WAY too much..."
     Dawn scoffed, "I'm insulted! I have to live on the computer anyway. It's my life!"
     "Yeah yeah, always using the stupid, 'I'm a computer teacher, I need to know about computers' excuse."
     "Just because I'm a teacher and I happen to be 21 doesn't mean anything... You're still just jealous..."
     "Jealous!? Please Dawn, get over yourself. We all know how you 'talked' that principal into letting you take the job," Willow smiled, she was constantly teasing Dawn about the fact that she was one of the youngest teachers known.
     Dawn's mood softened, "Don't worry Willow, I'm sure there's some seriously fucked up person out there just waiting for your guidance. Give it time."
     Willow nodded, she had been studying to become a child psychiatrist and was about two weeks away from getting her diploma. Yet she had sent out resumes and all and everyone said that there was no room at the time. She even tried for a student councilor at near by schools. No one was hiring at the moment. "I know, I've got my psycho out there with my name on him, or her, just waiting for me. But until then I'll continue to mooch off daddy!"
     Dawn laughed, "And don't we know it. So are you going to go to this show?"
     "I'm going to try my damn hardest to get into that studio," She thought back to the last time she had went to see the guys. It had been when they had been on Electric Circus, an upbeat dance program. She remembered pleading to be let into the 'environment'. But she had been turned down and down because she was too much of a 'grunge' person to be on a 'hip hop' show. She had ended up standing outside that night. But all and all she had got their autographs.
     "Well if you do get in. You HAVE to get me pictures and an autograph. See, there is a downfall to be employed, it's hard as hell to get days off to go out of the country to see some group. We really are too old for this," Dawn tacked on with a laugh.
     "We are NOT too old...no no no. We still are younger than Daniel and Darren themselves..."
     "Yes, true. But their average fans age is what? 13-15? And here we are 21 years old.."
     "20," Willow added, "Oh well, us fans are few and far between. But I swear Dawn, you're as bad as those young girls."
     "Me!? How on earth do you figure that? I'm not the one with the web site up!"
     "Ah, true. But I'm not the one who is hung up on Mister Hayes hoping on some seriously-not-there star that he'll leave his wife and sweep you off your feet."
     Dawn burst out in laughter, "Too true. Though a girl can dream, can't she? You mean to tell me you've never had some dream that a certain Daniel Jones was some 'slave' of yours."
     "Dream - all too true. Illusions - not even. Dreams are beyond far fetched my friend. Though I don't believe that he'll be there for me anytime soon," Willow sighed, "Lord, listen to us. We better shut up. This is seriously pathetic."
     "Once again, I couldn't agree with you more. Oh, I was on mIRC the other day..."
     Willow rolled her eyes. She hated mIRC's #SavageGarden room. The people, girls, that were in there are beyond delusional. The odd person that was a regular in the room was ok, the rest of them Willow could care less of. "Really Dawn...that channel is so fake."
     "I know you don't like it and all Will...but still..."
     "Don't like it!? That just begins it all. Dawn I was banned because I had a few 'different' views on the guys. No wonder Darren and Daniel don't go on mIRC anymore. Their 'cult' has scared them off."
     "Well ANYWAY!"
     "Yes anyway, we'll finally be able to see their new back up crew. I've heard tons about them, but I've yet to see them. I missed the Blockbuster awards because I didn't know that they were going to be on them and when I DID find out, thank you Dawn, it was too late. And SOMEONE didn't tape it either.."
     "Well I figured you would.. Well if you're lucky you'll get to meet them one on one."
     The two talked a bit more before hanging up.

     Time seemed to fly. Willow had decided that she would get herself down to LA to try to get onto Regis and KathyLee.

...Chapter 2...




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