Thread: You're Like a Song Stuck in My Head [FxF] (Clearsight X Javorcek)

Tessa had woken up with time to spare, she could have gone on the radio, she chose not to. Unlike Derek and Chris she could sleep a bit less and still be fine, assuming the fridge still had her unhealthy supply of energy drinks stocked up and ready to deliver the punch of hyper activity to kick start, and often times extend her day. She did a spectacular job appearing as another sleepy band mate however, not wanting to make it obvious she let Alex go in on her own purposefully. It wasn't a difficult task to avoid outing herself when she rarely spoke, allowing the loud as ever Derek to welcome Alex back, staying in her own seat and tapping her pencil against the small pad of paper in her other hand. She was thinking of lyrics, a routine she practiced daily to constantly evolve their repertoire of songs. That was until Derek decided to mention Twitter. Tessa had been following the broadcast and the response, and while she was happy it was positive, and that Alex was getting all of the attention she deserved, she was always a bit irritated by the responses. There was no real reason, they just bothered her, and so didn't get as enthusiastic about the idea of Alex being covered with panties quite like the rest of the gang. At least she didn't have to worry about all of that crap, it looked troublesome. The worst things she had to deal with were the occasional comment from a random guy, and that rarely happened again by the time Alex, Derek, and Chris were done staring them down. Some of it was virtual, where threatening eyes couldn't reach, but Tessa's popularity was minimal. In fact, she had more people follow her who had a true appreciation for her musical talent than she had stalkerish fanboys. It wasn't surprising considering her total lack of public image, the 'shy' drummer and lyricist choosing to stay in the background and let Alex take most of the limelight. She had her reasons. After the moment of distraction where she considered her own fame, her random irritation slowly fizzling out, Tessa came back to reality, smiling as she looked over at Alex and pushed the notepad into her hands. We can just go through the motions mostly, but we should put some extra effort into the more popular songs, I'm sure we'll get more request for those than for others. Aside from that this is what I've been working on. Tessa tapped her pencil against the notebook she had shoved into Alex's hands, It's kind of sappy compared to the usual crap but you should tell me what you think. She shook her head as she leaned back into the chair and stretched. While Tessa wrote many of the songs she let Alex or the guys name most of them, she hated naming shit, and when she tried they always seemed out of place among those named by the rest of the band. After all, Tessa seemed to fit pretty well among them, they were doing well, but her musical sense was a bit different, and they needed everything to feel and sound right... Or that's how she sold them on naming the songs she wrote and not making her do it herself. Derek grinned a bit as she plopped down as well, never missing an opportunity to speak his mind. Sappy, huh. It wouldn't have anything to do with the new sound guy who's obsessed with you would it? He always found it amusing to tease Tessa, because while she wasn't weak or easy to bully, she always had rather amusing responses... Well, usually. Shut up, it has nothing to do with Martin, and he's not obsessed! She insisted, her voice raising at the end to make a point before she huffed and glared at Derek a bit. She was always uncomfortable discussing her love life, or lack of one. She was really flirty, she went on a lot of dates, and then they never led anywhere at all. She was always bored or found people interesting and fun but no attractive. It was a pain in the ass. It was only going to be worse during the tour, where she would probably be sharing a room with Alex, because of the two of them only Alex ever got any. Besides, I already went on that date and it was dull. He's knowledgeable about music but other than that there was nothing. He didn't even offer to pay.