Distracting Differences (CLOSED)

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Erin Hyle sighed softly as she got ready for class. The start of another semester filled with nothing but class, homework and bartending. She was working her way through college by bartending at night at a local bar- a rather seedy one that was based around sex, drugs and rock and roll. It was a pretty shitty gig but it paid enough for her to live off of, and combined with student loans she was slowly pushing her way to her degree.

She pulled her medium length auburn hair into a messy ponytail and then got dressed in her casual clothes. Jeans, a tank top and a pair of flip flops- no use in getting dressed up for class, she wasn’t trying to impress anyone. The clothes hugged her 5’2, 110 lbs frame, as well as her 36c breasts and her ass, but there was nothing she could do about that. After applying a light layer of makeup she headed out the door.


Erin walked into her last class of the day, a physical geography class that had nothing to do with her major but was, of course, a prerequisite class to getting her degree. She glanced around to see if she knew anyone who was there already and stopped at the sight of a guy who was definitely familiar.

He played in a band that often frequented the bar she worked at, and Erin had never been fond of him. He seemed to be about nothing but partying and playing music. She was actually surprised that he was in college at all. She realized she was staring and then turned to head towards the front of the classroom, not bothering to see if he recognized her or not. She never interacted with him at work, and she didn’t plan to begin in class.

 

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Mikey McKay was sitting near the front of his Geography class. The first day of class was always a drag; nine classes out of ten, the professor (or, more likely, a TA) would just stand there and read them the syllabus that had just been handed out, as if the students couldn't read.

Which was why Mikey had smoked a big fat doobie before class this afternoon. He ran a hand through his mess of curly brown hair as he joked with his buddy and bandmate Eddie. Eddie was the bassist in their band, the Guardians, and Mikey was the guitarist and singer. Tony was their drummer, and that was the whole band in a nutshell. Loud, proud, psychedelic southern rock n roll was what they did, and well at that. Mikey was the perfect frontman for the band: tall, dark and handsome, powerfully skilled with the guitar and a golden voice. They were destined for greatness, if only they could catch a break.

Or maybe if Mikey laid off the booze, drugs, and girls...

His eyes locked for a moment with a girl who walked into the classroom, a smoking hot little brunette, who looked so damn familiar.

Eddie helped him out. "Ain't that the hottie bartender at Fast Eddie's Roadhouse?" That was a juke joint they played pretty frequently.

"Yeah, it sure is! Bitch won't even flirt a little bit, but at least she makes the drinks strong," Mikey said as he turned away from her. She was sure easy on the eyes, but he remembered her now; she had always been nothing but cold to him.

The professor walked in a minute later, and a syllabus was handed out to all the students, and then the damn thing was read to them. The highlight came at the end, with the announcement of a partnered project due at the end of the semester, for which the Professor had already assigned partners, and began announcing.

"Michael McKay and Erin Hyle," the professor announced.

"Who's that?" Mikey wondered quietly, and Eddie nudged him.

"You got little Miss Ice Queen Bartender, dude."

Mikey just groaned.

 

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Erin sat thru the class, talking occasionally to a girl she had had classes with before. It was a typical first class. Syllabus, term projects, blah blah blah.

The teacher announced at the end an assigned partnered project. Erin was partnered with Mikey McKay. Her eyes immediately went to the rocker from the bar. GREAT Erin thought to herself. Looks like she'd be doing it all by herself.

Class ended and most people partnered up to discuss the project. Erin walked straight out knowing she worked that night and that the Guardians played. She would just talk to him then.

Erin rushed home knowing she had to hurry home to be ready in time for work.

One hour later she had dressed in her "uniform"... skin tight black jeans, a black see through top, hot pink bra and a pair of black leather boots. Her hair was teased into a sexy wild do and she had heavier makeup on. With a sigh she walked in to the bar for another late night shift.

 

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Mikey, Eddie, and Tony were in Tony's van, driving to the Roadhouse outside town where their band had a gig. The van was filled with smoke, as they were taking bong rips as they drove along, and they were all feeling pretty stoned by the time they got to the bar. They parked out back and started hauling in all their gear. Mikey got himself set up first and then headed over to the bar where Erin was pouring beer.

"Hey there partner," he said to her as he leaned against the rail, his crooked, charming smile across his face.

 

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Erin looked up as Mikey approached. When he called her partner she winced."What do you want to drink Mikey?" she asked, knowing he would be drinking and choosing to ignore the fact that they were partnered together.

Several girls were swarming the bar now, trying to get closer to mikey. Erin rolled her eyes. She had seen girls fall all over themselves over that crooked grin and bad ass attitude. Erin would never be into that. She wanted a man who was focused on making a life for himself. Not sex drugs and rock n roll.

 

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"Just a bucket of Budweisers for the band," Mikey said, lighting up a cigarette. "Hey, hey, hands off the merchandise!" Mikey said as some girl grabbed his ass. He was wearing his traditional grungy garb: ripped baggy jeans, dirty tee-shirt, long hair going just a bit wild.

"At least til after the show, right, stud?" a hot blonde with big fake tits said, trailing a finger down his chest. Mikey gave her that charming grin, even though she wasn't his type at all.

"No promises," Mikey said, turning back to the bar to see if Erin has his beers yet.

 

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Erin turned and grabbed up one of the tin buckets, filling it with ice and shoving some.Budweisers into it. She heard the exchange between mikey and the girl and rolled her eyes.

A man standing next to Mikey let out a low whistle."Damn sweetie, you'd make a whole lot more money if you would pimp out those sweet tits of yours" the man said. Erin had to fight the urge to gag. One of the downfalls of this job was the disgusting men eyeing her breasts in the hot pink bra. She wanted to shout it was her uniform and she hated. Instead she gave the man a fake smile.

"Be with you in one moment, love" she said in a singsong voice. she turned back to Mikey with his beer. She sat it down with a loud thump before him.

"Holler when you need more, Mikey" she said and then turned away to go help the perv beside him.

 

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"Thanks Sweet Tits," Mikey said with a wink as he grabbed the bucket and headed back to the stage. Eddie had his bass rig set up and Tony was nearly done putting his drum kit together. After a quick sound check, all was good and they all headed backstage with the bucket.

The beers disappeared quickly, as did an eight-ball of coke. Those three guys could really throw down when they wanted to, and it looked like tonite was gonna be one of those nights. Mikey was definitely feeling it. "You guys ready?" he asked his bandmates as it came to be time to go on. Nods all around.

Mikey led them out.

 

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Erin growled under her breath as.mikey called her sweet tits. She continued on, pouring drinks and pulling in tips. Soon she saw the guys walk out on stage. She listened as they tuned up and began to play. She had to admit they were very good. Once they started playing Erin headed backstage to refill their bucket which she knew would be empty.

One of the regulars dragged her out to the dance floor and she spent a few momentary dancing and joking with him before heading back behind the bar. Once there she glanced on stage and happened to make eye contact with Mikey.

 

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The Guardians were on fire tonite! They blazed through their first set of blues and rock covers, saving their originals for later in the night. Mikey was playing his guitar like a man possessed, and Eddie and Tony were doing an admirable job of keeping up with his manically aggressive playing. It might have been the cocaine coursing through his system, but he felt like his playing had really reached a powerful level.

Near the end of the set, Mikey caught Erin looking up at him. He winked at her as he played and fired full-throttle into a rip-roaring solo. The girls gathered around the low stage were cheering him on, and in the back of the bar, the guitar guys nodded approval as he worked the fretboard up and down.

Erin was a mystery to him. She didn't fawn on him like all the groupie sluts. He wasn't sure what to make of her at all. It was definitely going to be an interesting semester!

They ended the first set of songs and went backstage, where they drank more beers and discussed the songs for the next set. They had a pretty decent repertoire to draw on, and came up with a solid hour and a half of modern alternative rock that was guaranteed to bring the house down and get them all laid.

They finished the bucket and Mikey grabbed it and headed out to get it refilled, lighting a cigarette on the way.

 

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Erin rolled her eyes. For a variety of different reasons. Because of Mikey winking at her. Because of all of the sluts who had no self respect and were throwing themselves- not to mention their underwear- at Mikey. And because he was in seventh heaven as those girls tried to attack him.

The band finished their set and headed back stage. Erin wasn't aware of Mikey approaching until she heard several feminine squeals of delight. Sighing, Erin finished serving a girl who was anxious to go molest Mikey, and then turned to face him. She watched as one girl literally ran a hand over his crotch.

"Better be careful" she said, bending down to pick up the fresh bucket of beer she had just put together."One of these nights one of those psychos are gonna rip that thing off", she smirked at Mikey- the closest thing he had ever gotten to a smile from her.

 

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"I'm usually more worried about one of them biting it off," Mikey replied, throwing a smirk right back at Erin. He grabbed the bucket to take it backstage.

"I won't bite hard, stud," a hot little redhead said, grabbing his ass in the process. She had all kinds of tattoos and piercings, and her fire-engine-red hair was clearly dyed.

Logan was about to shoo her away, but put an arm around her instead and led her backstage. He dropped the beers off for his bandmates and led "Hailey" to a shady back room, where he cut her out some lines of coke and got a very lovely blowjob, which caused the band's second set to start a bit late...

 

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Erin worked her ass off for the rest of the bands break. They started late for the second set, making the rush at the bar even longer. Finally they came back on, Mikey looking exceptionally relaxed. Erin was finally able to take a break as all of the patrons headed back towards the stage.

Erin told the manager she was taking her break and walked out back, breathing in the cool even air deeply. After a few moments of relaxing she walked back in. The rest of the night passed quickly and finally the Guardians wrapped up, after an encore.

A little red head walked by with a blonde and Erin overheard her saying "HE ACTUALLY LET ME SUCK HIS COCK! MIKEY DID!"

Erin had to fight the urge to gag. God the man had no shame. She was walking around to the tables collecting bottles when Mikey and his bandmates walked out.

 

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Mikey and the boys quickly blew through the rest of the cocaine in the back after the encore, and finished two buckets of beer, before they finally came out. It was well past last call at this point. Eddie and Tony started breaking down the set to load back into the van, and Mikey headed towards Erin.

"How about another round, sweetheart," Mikey said as he lit a cigarette and set the empty buckets of beer on the bar. "Have a couple with me, huh, we gotta talk about this school thing."

 

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Erin barely spared Mikey a glance as she continued to pick up the beer bottles. "Im still on the clock Mikey. I will get you your beers, but if you wanna talk about that school thing Im afraid you will have to hang around another half hour or so... and that might greatly disappoint your red headed fan who Im sure is lurking outside waiting for you" Erin told him with a smirk and raised eyebrows.

She spun on her heel and went and dropped a huge handful of bottles into a trash can. She then grabbed up six new beers and placed them in a bucket, walking back over and holding it out to Mikey.

 

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"Thanks," Mikey said. He'd been watching her the entire time. He'd never taken the time to really appreciate how rockin that body was before now, but damn! Girl had it goin' on! She never showed off how damn hot she was at school, but it was kind of required at this bar.

He knew those sweet tits garnered her all kinds of extra tips.

"No problem," Mikey said. "And what redhead?" he said with a wink as he took the beers to the band onstage and helped them break down all the gear.

Half an hour later, the beers were finished, the van was loaded up and heading down the road, and Mikey was leaning against the bar, a little more drunk now, smoking yet another cigarette, watching as Erin finished up her work.

 

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Erin couldn't help rolling her eyes at Mikey's "What red head?" comment. He was so full of it. She turned her back on him and continued to clean up the bar.

Finally, nearly 45 minutes later she was done. She was dog tired from the long night at the bar, and was still in the damn outfit she was required to wear. All of the girls that worked there wore the same thing, but only Erin seemed to hate it. The others all liked to flaunt their stuff- Erin merely did it because it was a requirement and garnished more tips.

She was a little bit annoyed, yet relieved to see Mikey was still there. Annoyed at having to waste time since he probably wouldn't do any work anyway, yet relieved that he was at least willing to put SOME effort into the project.

She walked up to him and sat down on a bar stool.

"Nowhere is really open this late where we can talk so I guess we can go back to my place... although its probably not a good idea for you to drive" she said, noticing how drunk he was. "Are you even sober enough to work on this damn project?" she asked, her eyes narrowing a bit as she asked him.

 

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"Yeah, I'm probably no good to drive," Mikey agreed. "Good thing, too, cuz my car is back at my place anyway. It's right by school. We could go there, too. Just a little apartment," Mikey said as he downed the last beer. "And who said anything about working? We've both been working all night. We can just have a discussion about this little partner project we got going on. Sound good, sweet tits?"

 

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Erin felt her cheeks heat immediately. "No Mikey. I'VE been working all night. YOU'VE been getting fucked up and singing. Maybe we should leave this discussion until another night. I don't think you're gonna take this seriously tonight. I will drive you to your place and drop you off".

She turned to walk and grab her keys. She then turned back and glared at him.

"Oh and if you ever call me sweet tits again, you will be singing soprano from now on" she said, spinning towards the door, her hair flying as she did, and she stalked towards her truck.

 

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"Pfft, whatever," Mikey said, watching her stalk out the door. "She on the rag or something?" he said to the manager, who just shrugged as he locked up behind Mikey. Mikey headed off walking towards campus, clear away from Erin and her truck. No way was he getting in a car with her if she was gonna talk to him like that! He'd gotten into enough mix-ups with enough crazy bitches in his time to know when he needed to just walk away.

 

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Once Erin realized Mikey wasn't coming she began to feel a bit bad. She didn't know what it was about him, something just really got to her. But she wasn't a mean person usually, and it made her feel bad to be rude like that. Sighing, she turned and ran after Mikey.

She approached him without saying a word and laid a hand on his arm. Her eyes were soft, her voice quiet when she spoke.

"I'm sorry Mikey. That was really rude. Come on, I'll give you a ride, and we can talk about the project once we get to your place" she said.

She was sure that he could see in her eyes she was sorry. If she wasn't she wouldn't have apologized. She always spoke what her mind was thinking, and sometimes it got her in trouble.

 

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Mikey could see she was really sorry. "Yeah, sorry about callin you Sweet Tits, that was pretty rude. Just kinda popped out of my mouth there."

They started walking towards Erin's truck. "But, really, you do have an awful nice rack," he said, and winked at her, and stepped away to avoid the all-but-certain punch to the shoulder.

 

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And that punch to the shoulder did come. Erin swung at him, narrowly grazing his arm, but she smiled a bit. The man was incorrigible, but she had to admit he was kind of charming. She still thought him immature though.

She climbed in behind the wheel and then put it in gear once he was seated as well.

"So... how are we gonna work this project? I'll be honest. I hate relying on other people to help me with my schoolwork. I guess I'm a little too... OCD about my work" she said softly as the dashboard lights lit up her face.

 

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"As OCD as I am about my songwriting and guitar-playing?" he asked. He directed her to his place, which was pretty close, and she found parking easily.

"Sorry for the mess," he said as he slid a key into the deadbolt and then opened the door. The apartment was actually remarkably clean for a college-dude bachelor pad. No beer cans all over the place, no dirty clothes everywhere, no dirty dishes, no dirt, really. His school books and what looked like sheet music were scattered on the sofa and coffee table, and an acoustic guitar was on the sofa as well. He immediately started picking those things up. "You want a beer or anything? I got some wine
There's some weed. Umm, other stuff... Nevermind." He seemed to have a lot of energy, but it was the cocaine really kicking in.

 

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Erin watched as Mikey seemed to rip around the apartment, cleaning things up. She was actually impressed at how clean it was there.

"Uh... I guess a beer would be nice" she replied in answer to his question.

She noticed he actually had school books out, like he had used them, and was impressed again. Maybe there was more to the man than just sex, drugs and rock and roll.

"Nice place. Im impressed" Erin told him after a moment.