Fabulous Five 031 - The Fabulous Five Together Again by Betsy Haynes Page A
Authors: Betsy Haynes
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roar.
"I want you to meet my fabulous friends from the United
States. This is Beth, Melanie, Christie, Katie, and Jana, otherwise known as THE
FABULOUS FIVE! "
There was a mixture of friendly cheers and boos.
"The last time I saw you, Beth, you were in an Indian
costume," said Trevor. "What are you gals doing in London?" He
stuck out his microphone so Beth could speak into it.
"We're on spring break and visiting our friend
Christie, who moved here," answered Beth.
"Well, all right, " said Trevor. "Glad
you're here, and I hope you're having fun. And who are these dudes you've got
with you?"
"These are our British friends," said Melanie. "Davey
Hopper, Charlie Fenwick, and Connie Farrell."
A cheer went up from the audience.
"Okay," said Trevor. "I'm happy to meet you
guys. Are you going to join in with The Fabulous Five on this next song?"
"I guess so," answered Davey, looking embarrassed
for the first time that Christie could remember.
"What would you all like to sing?" asked Trevor as
two stagehands brought out three wireless mikes and gave them to the girls.
Melanie suggested the Brain Damage song that she and Davey
liked so much.
"Okay, guys!" Trevor shouted to his band. "Let's do it! "
The band started, and The Fabulous Five and the boys sang
along.
When they finished, the crowd roared.
"ONE MORE TIME!" shouted Trevor, and the band
started over, with The Fabulous Five, Davey, Charlie, and Connie singing at the
tops of their voices.
By the time they sang the last verse, the crowd was going
wild, and The Fabulous Five's faces were shining with excitement. Charlie was
jamming his fists into the air. Davey grabbed Melanie around the waist and
swung her in a circle. Charlie saw what he was doing, and grabbed Beth and
swung her, too.
Connie looked at Christie with a big grin on his face and
hugged her. She hugged back.
What a night to remember, thought Christie happily.
Onstage with her best friends and the band Brain Damage in the middle of
London, England, with thousands of people cheering. What more could you ask
for?
She looked down into the audience swirling at their feet and
saw Phoebe, Nicki, and Eleanore looking up at her. They didn't look happy at
all.
CHAPTER 11
"Didn't I tell you they are FABULOUS ? "
yelled Trevor over the loudspeakers.
The crowd cheered.
"Stay onstage while we finish up," Trevor said to
The Fabulous Five. "I want to talk to you."
After the performance was over, Trevor invited the girls and
Connie, Davey, and Charlie into his private touring bus.
Charlie whistled as he looked around the opulent interior of
the bus. The walls were finished in a dark paneling; the floors had thick
carpeting; and soft, indirect lighting lit the rooms. Trevor was taking sodas
out of a refrigerator and handing them out.
"I heard entertainers had fancy buses," said Charlie,
"but I never imagined they were this nice."
"It's my home away from home," explained Trevor,
sitting down on a long sofa and kicking off his shoes.
"So," began Trevor, looking from one member of The
Fabulous Five to another, "tell me what you've been doing in London. I
hope these blokes have been showing you the sights," he said, referring to
Connie, Charlie, and Davey.
"Oh, they have," Beth assured him.
After they had been talking for half an hour, a man stuck
his head into the room and announced, "We're ready, Trevor."
"Sorry, kids," Trevor said, standing up, "but
it looks as if we'll have to cut our chitchat short. My manager's telling me it's
time we left."
"Uh, Mr. Morgan . . ." said Davey.
"Yes?" replied Trevor.
"Could I, uh, like have your autograph?"
Trevor chuckled. "Sure. How about if I sign the soda
can you've been drinking out of?"
"Fantastic!" exclaimed Davey.
"Mine, too!" added Charlie.
"I'll sign everybody's," Trevor told them, taking
a marker out of a drawer.
"Wow," said Davey after they had left the bus. "I
can't believe we were in Trevor Morgan's very own tour bus. And look," he
continued, pulling
"I want you to meet my fabulous friends from the United
States. This is Beth, Melanie, Christie, Katie, and Jana, otherwise known as THE
FABULOUS FIVE! "
There was a mixture of friendly cheers and boos.
"The last time I saw you, Beth, you were in an Indian
costume," said Trevor. "What are you gals doing in London?" He
stuck out his microphone so Beth could speak into it.
"We're on spring break and visiting our friend
Christie, who moved here," answered Beth.
"Well, all right, " said Trevor. "Glad
you're here, and I hope you're having fun. And who are these dudes you've got
with you?"
"These are our British friends," said Melanie. "Davey
Hopper, Charlie Fenwick, and Connie Farrell."
A cheer went up from the audience.
"Okay," said Trevor. "I'm happy to meet you
guys. Are you going to join in with The Fabulous Five on this next song?"
"I guess so," answered Davey, looking embarrassed
for the first time that Christie could remember.
"What would you all like to sing?" asked Trevor as
two stagehands brought out three wireless mikes and gave them to the girls.
Melanie suggested the Brain Damage song that she and Davey
liked so much.
"Okay, guys!" Trevor shouted to his band. "Let's do it! "
The band started, and The Fabulous Five and the boys sang
along.
When they finished, the crowd roared.
"ONE MORE TIME!" shouted Trevor, and the band
started over, with The Fabulous Five, Davey, Charlie, and Connie singing at the
tops of their voices.
By the time they sang the last verse, the crowd was going
wild, and The Fabulous Five's faces were shining with excitement. Charlie was
jamming his fists into the air. Davey grabbed Melanie around the waist and
swung her in a circle. Charlie saw what he was doing, and grabbed Beth and
swung her, too.
Connie looked at Christie with a big grin on his face and
hugged her. She hugged back.
What a night to remember, thought Christie happily.
Onstage with her best friends and the band Brain Damage in the middle of
London, England, with thousands of people cheering. What more could you ask
for?
She looked down into the audience swirling at their feet and
saw Phoebe, Nicki, and Eleanore looking up at her. They didn't look happy at
all.
CHAPTER 11
"Didn't I tell you they are FABULOUS ? "
yelled Trevor over the loudspeakers.
The crowd cheered.
"Stay onstage while we finish up," Trevor said to
The Fabulous Five. "I want to talk to you."
After the performance was over, Trevor invited the girls and
Connie, Davey, and Charlie into his private touring bus.
Charlie whistled as he looked around the opulent interior of
the bus. The walls were finished in a dark paneling; the floors had thick
carpeting; and soft, indirect lighting lit the rooms. Trevor was taking sodas
out of a refrigerator and handing them out.
"I heard entertainers had fancy buses," said Charlie,
"but I never imagined they were this nice."
"It's my home away from home," explained Trevor,
sitting down on a long sofa and kicking off his shoes.
"So," began Trevor, looking from one member of The
Fabulous Five to another, "tell me what you've been doing in London. I
hope these blokes have been showing you the sights," he said, referring to
Connie, Charlie, and Davey.
"Oh, they have," Beth assured him.
After they had been talking for half an hour, a man stuck
his head into the room and announced, "We're ready, Trevor."
"Sorry, kids," Trevor said, standing up, "but
it looks as if we'll have to cut our chitchat short. My manager's telling me it's
time we left."
"Uh, Mr. Morgan . . ." said Davey.
"Yes?" replied Trevor.
"Could I, uh, like have your autograph?"
Trevor chuckled. "Sure. How about if I sign the soda
can you've been drinking out of?"
"Fantastic!" exclaimed Davey.
"Mine, too!" added Charlie.
"I'll sign everybody's," Trevor told them, taking
a marker out of a drawer.
"Wow," said Davey after they had left the bus. "I
can't believe we were in Trevor Morgan's very own tour bus. And look," he
continued, pulling
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