1987
It was a hot day in Los Angeles and i was hurrying to get to work. My manager said he had something really big and exciting that would help bout my career. Obviously i didn't know what it was as Sebastian always thought it would be fun to keep secrets from me. The only thing i knew was that i was working with Guns N' Roses. They were a hard rock band that was starting to get really big the last few years.
On my way there i couldn't help but wonder why i would be working with them. I wasn't a singer and i certainly did not play any instruments, i was a model out of my natural habitat.
Once the car stopped and the driver told me we had reached our destination i couldn't help see a rather big building. It was not far from where i lived. It also looked old but not that old.
After snapping back into reality i started walking to the entrance of the building. I noticed the head office to the my left just when i got inside. The receptionist that was working at the time looked at me while i walked up to her.
"Name please" she said before looking back at her notebook. "Uh Cory Rockefeller" she gave me a dirty look of you may while flipping the pages to find my name inside the notebook. "Appointment with the band i see?". She said chewing her gum in a rather annoying way. "Yes". She looked back at me with a look that made me feel like i've burned her whole house down. "5th floor on your left number 62". I left not saying another word before she sucked out my soul with that look.
I made my way to the elevator pressing the button the said five on it following the instructions the receptionist had just gave me. As the doors closed i caught myself thinking again. What in the world was i doing here? I would have to deal with some probably drunk rockstars and i didn't even know where my place was with them.
The door opened before i made my way to find the apartment. I looked at the numbers on the door until i found the one u was looking for. I knocked on the door but of course no one heard due to the music that was blasting inside of the apartment. I waited for what felt like an eternity before knocking again but no one answered. I rang the door bell waiting for someone to open the door.
Just when i was about to walk away i heard the door cracking open. I turn around just to find my manager standing at the door.
"Cory! Finally you're here. Come on in" Sebastian didn't tell me he would be joining the mysterious meeting i was about to have. I started walking to the door, the hind of alcohol, drugs and sweat ticked my nose. Once the door was shut i was met with five guys with their shirts off their long hair stuck in their shoulders due to sweat. They were in their early twenties.
Finally one of them caught a glimpse of me. He had long blonde hair a little shorter than the other blonde next to him. He wore leather pants and a random black hat. He looked high but at the same time.
"Ah!" he gasped excitedly "Look guys it's the model Sebastian hired for us". All eyes were now on me but mine was on Sebastian. I gave him a confused look as i had no idea what was happening. "Well what are you waiting for introduce yourself". Well i didn't really want to but i guess i had to.
"Cory Rockefeller" i didn't bother saying more. The ginger one with the sunglasses looked at me like i was some kind of alien before he spoke "Are you sure she's fit for what we want?" he asked the band. It made me feel underestimated even though i didn't even know why i was here.
"Does anyone mind telling me what in the world i'm doing here?" i was curious of course. "Cory you honey will be the album cover of Guns N' Roses's new album!". I didn't know if i should smile or bang my head against the wall. I mean yeah it's flattering that i'll be the album cover but then again those guys were as many like to say 'the most dangerous band in the United States'. But for the sake of my career u could do nothing more that accept.
