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This is my story. Hope you all like it. Like I said it's sort of a fan fiction. Some of it is true. I did go to a moody blues concert, but I didn't meet my favorite singer with in the group.
Hope you enjoy it!
I Know He’s Out There Somewhere
ByBeatlegirl
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Elissa is a 21 year old girl who has just graduated from high school. She is thrilled when she unexpectedly hears that the Moody Blues are coming to a town where she is living. Her dad takes her, but can Elissa get through the maddening crowds to meet Mr. Justin Hayward?
“Are we there yet?” I ask dad as he pulls the car into the parking lot in to the Pavilion. “Yes, But we have to walk a little ways.” I sighed with reluctance as we walked. I was anticipating seeing my most favorite band in the world! Not to mention the lead guitarist and singer, Justin Hayward, with his long blond hair and deep blue eyes. His music has really touched my life and I always wanted to meet him.
As we journeyed on, Dad asked me if I had wanted my Pepsi, but I refused and we got out of the car. The concert didn’t start till eight o’clock, so we were pretty lucky to get there on time before a bunch of people paraded us. As we headed towards the pavilion, people were walking and talking about when and how they remembered the Moody Blues growing up. It was interesting to hear their stories. One man said that their first performance was in 1964 when they did the song “Go Now”. I didn’t particularly like that song, but I responded and said that that was before Justin came in the picture. “Justin didn’t come until 1967 and they just took off from there.” he said. I agreed with him and kept walking. My dad told him that the first time he saw them was in 1967 or so. The rest of our journey was spent in silence. I thought about how great the concert was going to be and just yesterday, I graduated from high school. I felt free and alive! When we got to the ticket booth, dad got the tickets and the lady put a wrist band on me, not that I needed one. It wasn’t like I was going to get drunk or drink for that matter. The walk down to our destination was strenuous! Three small steps, four other ones, and tons of people! Dad pulled out a blanket to sit on. As we sat patiently, I could hear a song from the album, “A question of Balance”. All the sudden, a rush of excitement came over me as I anticipated for Justin’s melodic voice to soar through those huge speakers. Finally, for what seemed like hours, they appeared. The crowd cheered and clapped. I didn’t realize how far we were from the stage, but it seemed a jog. There were people in all the bleachers and even the lawn was packed! I knew they were arriving because the introduction to “On the Threshold of a Dream” was playing. Just as I had expected, Justin sang the first song on the album. The show had begun! The next song was off “Long Distance Voyager”. During the song, Dad asked me if I wanted a drink of my Pepsi. I said yes. I needed a drink. After a few songs, I heard one of the members of the band telling the audience about the world tour and the next song they would sing. I leaned over to dad. “Who is that?” I whispered. “That’s Justin.” He said. As he spoke, the crowd died down and I almost shouted “I love you Justin!”, but I didn’t. I’m embarrassed and shy when it comes to that kind of thing. I don’t scream and shout much. The time I did anything tiring to my voice was when I was at a friend’s house and lost it at karaoke. I shouldn’t have been singing in the first place since I was already sick. I told my dad a little later about my attempt to let Justin know my emotions. “Honey, he wouldn’t have heard you. We are really far away from the stage. There are too many people. I felt like a kid again, trying to get what I want but knowing it wasn’t going to happen anyway. So, why was I trying? Just for the heck of it. It isn’t often I answered my own questions. “Dad, how do people get up there? I’ve heard stories about them sneaking in to their dressing rooms and stuff.” “Maybe back in those days they did, but not today. There’s too much commotion anymore.” After some time, I heard the song that spoke to me and hit home. “I know you’re out there somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, I know I’ll find you somehow, and somehow I’ll return again to you.” Justin sang softly. I almost wanted to cry. Here he was, relating to my situation. I know he’s out there. It sounds like he’s right in front of me, but I know this isn’t the case. I can hear his voice, but he could never hear mine. “He’ll never know.” I thought sadly. “He doesn’t even know I exist... Why am I thinking this? Just relax. Okay. I am!” My brain was swirling around in too many different directions at once and I couldn’t keep up with it. “Honey, are you okay?” Dad asked. “Ye. I’m just thinking. I wish I could get up there.” Some where through the song, I sang along. Before I knew it, I was singing harmony with him! Another burst of excitement hit me! “Dad! I’m singing harmony with Justin!” “I know.” he replied proudly. A few more songs came on and I sang from time to time. Everything was fine until “Your Wildest Dreams” came on. Well, that didn’t hit me as much, because he didn’t even know me, so how could he be thinking of me and wondering how I was. I looked toward the stage. There are four members in the band, but on this night, I noticed that Ray Thomas, the one who played the flute, wasn’t there. There was a girl who played the flute, and another girl was a back-up singer. Some other songs came and went before the announcer came on and said they would be back in 20 minutes. “Maybe Justin went to go get a drink or change clothes.” I said to dad. “Possibly.”, he remarked. A song was heard about flying high as a kite. I’ve always liked that song. It put me in dream land. I was going up to the stage, handing a drink to the security guards for Justin. It was a nice cold bottle of water. Hey! I can dream! Can’t I? Come on! I also thought that Justin should at least; change in to jeans and a tee shirt or something that would let him feel relaxed. . The dressy pants and shirt just wouldn’t feel comfortable considering how he played that guitar on the last song, “The Story in your Eyes.” Sure enough, when they came back out, Justin wore jeans and a tee shirt! Okay! Is this ESP! They sang “Nights in White Satin, which really spoke to my heart. Even though, I couldn’t tell him how I felt, he told me that he loved me, and that meant just as much. Still, I wanted to let him know how much I loved, cared and how many times I’ve taken pleasure in his music, not to mention his quiet shy voice. After that song was completed, they sang, “Are You Sitting Comfortably, which is a great song if you ask me and dad. The girl on the flute was really good. I wondered if she and Ray were related in some way. She sounded a lot like him. After the song was over, Justin sang a really romantic December snow song and I didn’t care about that so much. The bathroom came first. I proceeded to the bathroom when the song was still playing. I couldn’t believe it! You could hear that song all the way to the bathroom! Everything in the concert was going smoothly, but my mind wondered about Ray Thomas! I hoped he was alright. He brought the fairy tail magic to the whole thing. I figured he was probably sick. It’s going around. A couple more songs played and when Graeme said for us to keep smiling and to have a nice day, we knew it was time to leave. I didn’t want to, but dad said it would be impossible to get out of there after that song that was playing. It was “Question.” I didn’t want to leave. Wait a minute! I want to see Justin! I thought. Do we have to leave now? Well, if we must, we must I suppose. We made the long journey back to the car. On the way back, “Ride my Seesaw” was on and I told dad that the high voice was John Lodge, the base player. He’s the really cool guy who sang “Sitting at the Wheel, and Talking out of Turn”. Awesome songs! I never knew that was him, singing in that high voice. I thought that a bunch of girls were in an orchestra singing. For so time, our walk back to the car was spent in silence. Just then, I saw a limozeen had pulled up as they were singing “Question, so there would be no possible way that we would get to see them. We returned to the car, just as the crowd died down and the music was over. “Did you have fun?” dad asked as he unlocked the door to the front seat. “Are you kidding? I had a blast!” Dad sounded sad. “I still wish we could have met Justin though.” “It’s okay dad. We wouldn’t have stood a chance. Don’t worry about it. Okay!” “Oh. If you say so.”, he sighed. As I got in the car, I heard a familiar voice. “Excuse me sir, but the driver can’t get out because you’re beside us. Could you be ever so kind as to- “Sure.”, Dad said. I was a little alarmed, until I peered out the window to see who dad was talking to. I knew that familiar soft British accent from somewhere. My eyes grew large as I realized who this was. “It’s him!” I couldn’t believe it! Justin Hayward was standing near our car! I was quite nervous, and I could feel my cheeks turning a bright red as I tried to stay calm. “And who’s this little lady with you?” Oh my gosh! He can see me! I tried to control my emotions and stay at ease as I listened intently to their conversation. “That’s my daughter Elissa.” “Your daughter ay?” “Yes. She’s liked you guys for a long time.” Dad whispered something to him, but I couldn’t hear what he said. “Well, I don’t see why you can’t open the door. I’d like to meet her as well.” As asked, dad opened the door. An unfamiliar hand reached out to help me out of the car. “Hi. I’m David Justin Hayward. What’s your name?” “Wait a minute! I’m dreaming right! I asked. Justin laughed. “No. As a matter of fact, I brought my guitar to prove it.” He sang, “I know You’re Out There Somewhere, “Tuesday Afternoon, Nights and White Satin, and In Your Wildest Dreams.” I was speechless! He performed an entire concert just for me!” “Would you both like to come in the limo and sit down? We’ve got time I’m sure.” Dad and I both hesitated for a moment and said we’d love to. “Hey John! Got some friends here!” Friends! He’d only just met us! “Hello. I’m John Lodge.” All three of the band members lightly kissed my hand and offered me something to drink. I settled on some Pepsi, since mine ran out during the show. Justin sat down next to me as he sipped his water and enjoyed our company. “So, what is your favorite song?” he asked. “I don’t know. There are so many good ones.” I said. He smiled playfully. “Oh, come on! You must have one or two you could listen to over and over again.” “Okay. My first song would probably be Nights and White Satin, and the second one would be “Thinking is the best way to travel.” He turned to Graeme. “Sounds like one of your songs man. Which one was that?” “Oh. I think I did right that one. Is she talking about the one where you can fly high as a kite.” “Yes. That’s the one.” I said, smiling. Graeme laughed. “Looks like she’s taking my advice... Keep smiling. I try to. It isn’t good to be negative all the time.” Just then, Justin pulled out a piece of paper. “What’s your phone number dear?” “Um, I don’t usually give that out to anybody.” “Understandable. I’d feel the same way, but I won’t give it to anyone with out your written permission. I promise.”.” Okay...” I gave him my number and address. After that, Graeme and I wrote a couple poems and talked about the Threshold album. “So, your childhood was spent listening to that album. I’m glad. Keep that in your collection and share it with your children.” “Sounds fair to me.”, I said. John and I talked about “Days of Future Past”. “That album relaxes me.” “It’s one of my favorites. That’s just after the first stereo system came out.” “People don’t know how to appreciate good music anymore.” I said. “I wouldn’t say that. They’ve just never paid much attention. That’s all. Give them time. They’ll come around.” “I don’t mean to change the subject, but how is Ray Thomas? Is he okay?” Just then, someone’s cell phone rang. Graeme answered. “I’m not trying to pry in to your conversation with John love, but Ray’s on the phone if you’d like to say hi.” “Sure.”, I said. Graeme gingerly handed me the phone. “Hello, Mr. Thomas. How are you?” “Down with the flu love. It’s terrible. How are you? Are you enjoying yourself?” “Most deffinently!” “That’s good. Well, I can’t talk long, but it’s been nice talking to you. What’s your name? “Jacqueline Ware.” “Okay. Your number and address please?” I can’t believe this! I gave the information to him and we said goodbye. Justin must have seen the sad look on my face. He turned to me and put his hand on my cheek. “Cheer up! He’ll be alright.” “I hope so. The flu can take a lot out of you.” “Yes it can.” “I: don’t mean to change the subject, but who was the girl playing the flute. She was really good!” “That’s my little girl. The other girl on stage was John’s daughter.” “That’s an honor to stand with your parents on stage!” I said with amazement. “Never thought of it like that.” he said. “Would your dad mind if we took a little stroll?”, “I don’t think so, just as long as you bring me back. “ His smile never faded as he said, “He has nothing to worry about.” Dad said it was okay, and Justin and I, hand and hand, walked out of the limo and down the street together! We really didn’t say much. I guess we’re both quiet and shy sometimes. I broke the silence. “So, how’s life been treating you?” I couldn’t stop looking at him. Just to hear his voice, to feel his soft hand on mine, sent shivers down my back as we walked. “Okay. I love being at home with my family. Sometimes friends stop by. It’s not a big house or anything. It’s just enough to say its home.” “That’s how I feel about my home. Sometimes I like people around, sometimes I don’t.” I peered up in to his sky blue eyes, and I couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was for being forty-two years of age. And oh! Those soft hands! I took a glance at his free hand swinging lightly through the soft night breeze. “Don’t your hands hurt?” “No. They used to, but that came with time. You have to practice. The calluses on my fingers just show how much practicing I’ve done over time. Do you play anything?” “I can play the piano a little. I can hear a song by ear and pick it up. I can’t read music.” I blushed as he stared at my long slender fingers on my hands, and touched the hand he was holding lightly. “I sort of thought the piano was suited for you. You have these long slender fingers. You keep that up. Okay?” “I will.” “I’d like to hear you play, if you don’t mind.” “If you guys still have time, I wouldn’t mind.” “Aw, we have plenty. Don’t worry about it.” When we got back to the limo, I played Tuesday Afternoon for them. Justin gave me a big hug and cried. “These are just happy tears honey.” I didn’t believe my playing could touch someone. I mean, it isn’t that good. But I was glad he was moved, because I also wanted him to know how his songs touched my heart. Can you play some more?” I played “In Your Wildest Dreams, and “I know You’re Out There Somewhere.” When they all cheered for more, I tried playing “Are You sitting comfortably...” “”All right. . . I think it’s time to head on out guys.” the limo driver said through the glass window. Justin sighed. “Just a moment please.” he called back. He started singing a song called “The Actor” that he had wrote. I surprised him by singing harmony. “I’ll deffinantly call you. You have a gift that the world needs to hear, and I’ll be damned if I let it slip away that easily with just one goodbye.” “Okay. I wouldn’t mind hearing from you.” Justin took me aside. “I’m serious. You won’t be just hearing from me, I’ll be producing your first and last record. I mean it. I know a good opportunity when I see one.” I blushed at his compliment. “I can’t play and sing like you can. I want to let you know that your music has deeply touched my life. You’ve comforted me through some of the hardest times in my life, and I sincerely want to think you.” He smiled. “I’m really glad my songs mean so much to you. Tell you what. I’ll play you another tune. How’s that?” “I’d love that.” I said excitedly. He got out his guitar and sang a song he wrote before “Days of Future Past”, called “King and Queen. I slipped back in to a dream as he sang, “Taking my time in a white limozeen, if I was the king, she’d be my queen.” “When he had finished, he gave me a big hug. “That song hits home right now. he said sadly. “You sound sad. Why?” I asked. Unexpectedly, he kissed my cheek tenderly and softly said, “If only I were thirty years younger. I would have taken you in a heartbeat.” I blushed. I didn’t know what to say. He must have read my thoughts, because he said, “You don’t have to say anything.” I was a little freaked at this. I liked his words and the meaning they had, but why was he saying them? “You don’t even know me.”, I said. “I don’t know you much on a personal level no. He replied. But, I have this feeling that I should have met you much earlier than expected. Through the various stages in your life, you’ll meet people you’d wish and dream to be with.” I gazed directly in to his eyes and softly said, “I all ready do.” He must have known what I meant. My face was getting redder by the minute. “I hope you find your true love one day dear.” “I hope so too. And with your permission of course, I’d like to name my boy Justin after you.” “I’d like that.” He said, laughing. “Well, I guess this is goodbye.” he said, fighting back tears. “We’ll see each other again. Remember that record deal!” I joked. “That isn’t a joke. That’s a promise.” He pulled out a piece of paper and wrote his name on it along with two hearts, meaning that we both secretly loved one another. “Is there such thing as love at first sight?” “I think so.”, Justin said. “But in your case, it would be love at first lyric.” We laughed. Before I could walk away, he wrapped me in a long embrace. And gently kissed my cheek again. “Beautiful princess, fair and thin, stares out a crossed the sea. Alone in her castle dark and gray, her love she’ll never see.” he rehearsed sadly. “Don’t think about that, just think about seeing the English sunset.” “Okay. I’ll do that.” Justin took me back to Dad and we got in the car as the limo slowly drifted away. As our car gradually pulled out of the parking lot, I heard an “I love you Elissa!” coming from somewhere.
Epilogue:
My job was going great! I worked as a receptionist for a small company. My friend Lana and I rented an apartment near dad since I’m a family sort of girl and wanted to be near him. I had a yellow kitchen and a bird I called Cheep. I couldn’t think of another name for him. Well, that’s all he said. I got home one afternoon and dad called me. “Honey, I got a message on my machine that I think you should hear.” “Beep! “Hi Elissa! How about that record deal! Where are you? I haven’t heard from you in so long. I wonder if you think about me in your wildest dreams, on one of those lovely Tuesday afternoons, hopefully not in white satin. I know you’re out there somewhere, and I’ll return to you as soon as I can. I’m in London now. John says hi and so do Graeme and Ray. Love you.” Beep!
Hey,
I read this before off list, but it's awesome..
The way you wrote it, the emotion that went in to it, and just many other qualtities to take underconsideration for a full review.
The story was great, and that's really all that matters.
great story!
it's a really real, imotional and touching story. it sounds as if it actually happened! I like it a lot.
good job, beatlegirl, it's a good story.
wonderwoman
Hey! Now if we could botgh meet the beatles! I'd love too! I think Paul is still alive and it'd be waaaay cool to sing harminity with them. *Smiles*
good job, nice one beatergirl
Hey thats sounds like a very good story. you never know what might happen.