Just What I Needed

Just What I Needed (17)

"Thanks Dave," Keely murmured waving at him as he dropped her off in front of her hotel.

She had given him the rest of the day off, because once again, she'd had the photo shoot for her album art this morning, but this was the last one. Which meant she wouldn't have to be waking up so early in the morning. That would have been nice to have for this morning, because she hadn't gotten home until two in the morning after the concert last night.

And then she hadn't fallen asleep until about four. First of all, because Keely was always buzzed after a concert and never could fall asleep right when she got home. And secondly, she'd been texting Jenny into the wee hours of the morning.

But now Keely had the rest of the day off as well, just like Dave, and Marissa left for the start of her radio tour this morning and Jenny had already gotten on her plane this morning, she was going somewhere in Canada, at least that was what Keely thought. And her last two contacts that she could call to hang out in New York - Marco and Colton - were out as well. Marco putting the bass track down on one of their tracks and Keely didn't want to interrupt while Colton was going doing... well, whatever he was doing. She had no idea what Seth was doing, but Keely wasn't about to call him, anyways, she didn't have his number.

So, she was going to take an afternoon nap for a few hours. And after that she'd probably go out to grab a solitary lunch and then go to the mall.

She wanted to go to the mall because she needed to find a music store. Naturally, she would go to the small almost falling down record store she'd seen her first day in the big apple, but they didn't have the new The Script album that Keely was already lusting over.

"Hey," she muttered answering her phone as she stumbled into her room.

"It's me again Keel," Joe's voice sounded over the line.

Making her way up the stairs, Keely had to bite back a groan. She would like to have this conversation when she could at least keep her eyes open. "Sorry Joseph," she apologized immediately, falling fully clothed on her bed. "But I didn't get to sleep after the concert until four and then had to wake up at six to shower and get ready for a photo shoot. I really need to sleep," she finished.

"A concert?" Joe enquired surprised. "I thought you weren't going on tour until later, and you already played a concert."

"No," yawned she. "I went to a U2 concert last night with some friends."

"You've been there four days, you can't possibly have friends yet," said Joe suspiciously. "What are there names?"

"People like me," the tone of her voice hinted at a shrug. "What can I say? I'm just amazing. Names? Um... Marissa James, Jennifer Cooper, Marco Stevenson, Colton Neilson and Seth Ryan."

"Marissa James?!"

"Yeah," Keely yawned again, curling into a ball. "She's actually really cool, I'm going on tour with her and N.S.R. I had dinner with the guys a few nights ago and had lunch with Marissa yesterday, and then we recorded a duet, which I made into an awesome song, I've go to say."

"And you met Jennifer Cooper?"

"She's great," laughed Keely tiredly to Joe. "Coop is like me, just her talent is acting not singing. And I'm about to fall asleep, talk to you later."

"Okay, bye."

He murmured more words in goodbye, but Keely was already dead to the rest of the worlds.

*

Keely hadn't bothered called Dave to drive her around, she just walked down to where she could get a quick salad - feeling slightly guilty about eating four slices of pizza the night before - and went down to the mall. She really didn't like having a driver; cabs and walking were just as good for her. And if she was desperate, couldn't she drive herself about?