"They should be here any minute."
Sylva peered through the lace curtains of the front window, as if impatient
for the car to appear at the end of the big crescent shaped drive. Since
her encounter with Jack, she had wholeheartedly thrown herself into helping
prepare for Violet's wedding, not wanting to let her mind dwell on another
wedding ceremony that would be taking place without her there, even as a guest.
Violet was a quiet and retiring young lady with a sweet nature and all of
Jewel were fond of her. Her heritage was half Indian, half white English,
giving her a slightly exotic darkness and long, sleek dark hair into which
she dyed streaks of purple, to fit her nickname. Like Sylva, she was the keyboard
player for the Teenangels, and she and Nancy's cousin Taylor had first met
on the internet. However, their relationship had only blossomed upon them
meeting and Jewel had been only too glad to have them marry at the Starlight
Mansion. Though she would not stay at the Mansion itself until the night
of the hen night, she was anxious to make sure everything was ready for her
wedding in good time, so she was due at the Starlight Estate that morning
to discuss exactly that.
"What time did they say they would get here, Nancy? She called,
"I spoke to someone who I think was Violet's mother." Nancy nodded. "I
didn't recognise her voice, but she said she was Mrs Anderson, and I think
that's Vi's surname, isn't it? Anyhow, she called about the wedding and that
they were heading out soon, but were running a little late. They should be
here soon, yes. Violet knows where the Starlight is, anyway. I wonder what
kind of a state she is in? She must be pretty wound up, it's not far off
"Violet, wound up?" Topaz emerged from the kitchen, a slice of toast in
one hand and a glass of milk in the other. "That'd be something."
"Well, she is getting married." Nancy shrugged. "Wouldn't you be?"
She glanced around her. "Where are Copper and Cynthia? Are they up?"
"Cyn got a call from Misfit Music. They need her there." Topaz took a
sip of milk, settling herself on the couch. "Copper is just getting dressed
- she asked me to put coffee on for her, and she'd be down as soon as she'd
done her hair. She seems okay about all this, you guys. I think she really
meant what she said about being a good hostess and making the most of this.
Perhaps she's starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel."
"More likely she's just doing what I'm doing and blocking everything but
Vi and Taylor out of her head." Sylva said darkly, then, "I hear a car!"
"That looks like them." Nancy nodded, coming to join her companion at
the window. "Come on, before our gawking distracts them."
"Looks like Kimber driving." Sylva observed, obediently letting the lace
curtain fall back. "Someone should give Copper a yell."
"It's okay, I'm here." Copper herself entered the lounge at that moment,
fastening the end of a long braid with a band. "Just. My hair is still damp
so I braided it, I don't want to look like a scarecrow."
"There speaks the girl every guy seems to have a crush on." Nancy said
dryly. Copper blushed uncomfortably.
"I don't want every guy." She said, a little wistfully. Then she seemed
to pull herself together. "I'll go open the door for them. It'll be nice to
see Violet again, and Kimber, of course."
She headed into the hall, undoing the catch and swinging open the big door,
casting the three visitors a smile as they headed up towards her.
"We heard the car come up the drive." She explained, as she interpreted
their incredulous expressions. "Syl and Nancy were watching from the window
and saw you drive in."
"Mama was admiring the grounds." The tall, dark teenangel returned the
smile warmly. "Mama, this is my friend, Copper..Copper, this is my ma."
“It is very nice to meet you Copper, you have such an unusual name!" The
woman at Violet's side, so like her to immediately give away their kinship
cast the drummer a smile. "Are you sure you are not in the wrong band?"
"My name is actually Elizabeth." Copper told her with a smile. "But my
Papa nicknamed me Copper when I was small, because of my hair, and it's
stuck. Now it's my stage name, too."
"Mama, remember I told you about Jewel." Violet reminded her. "Copper is
"My mother was a friend of Kimbers." She agreed. "They played together,
and she taught me everything I know." She looked sheepish. "And you must think
me rude as anything, keeping you out here on the doorstep. Please, come on
in. Everyone is up and excited to welcome the prospective bride to the Starlight.
I only hope it's going to be a good enough venue."
There was a slightly wistful note once more to her voice as she ushered
them inside, and Violet sent her a thoughtful look, though she made no comment
in front of her mother. As it happened, Mrs Anderson seemed to have put
a name to a face, for a warm smile lit up her features.
"Ahhh yes, then you must be the young lady I read about in the magazines
back at the house! They call you….a rock babe?” she asked, sending Violet
into amused giggles and causing Copper to blush scarlet to the roots of
her auburn hair.
"Well, I don't know about that..." She began.
“I think that’s a rock chick” Violet explained “And I think it’s a title
Copper doesn’t exactly always feel comfortable with”
"Yeah, you can say that again." Copper rolled her eyes.
“I can see why, you are a young lady, not a chicken!” Mrs Anderson added,
and her daughter dissolved into more fits of giggles, catching Copper's
eye and making the drummer join in her laughter.
She pushed open the door of the lounge.
"Come grab a seat. We've coffee, if you're thirsty. You too, Kimber, if
"I hate to leave you to it, but I really have to get back to the Foundation”
Kimber told them regretfully “When you need to be picked up just give me
a call and ill be right over.”
“Oh! Kimber, im sure we can find our own way back! I feel awful keep asking
you to drive us all over the place.” A guilty look crossed Violet's pretty
face at this.
“Oh its no trouble at all” Kimber reassured her “Just call the house ill
be there.” She turned to Copper. "Say hi to the other girls for me, Copper,
and tell them im sorry I couldn’t stop.”
"Okay, will do." Copper nodded. "It was nice to see you."
Once the former Hologram had shown herself out, the drummer ushered her
guests into the main lounge, where they were greeted by smiles and exclamations
from the three inhabitants. Copper introduced Violet's mother, indicating
for them to take a seat.
“You girls must make a lot of money to keep a place like this going, so
many grounds to see that are mowed, must get tired legs from all that walking”
Mrs Anderson observed as she did so, glancing around her at the spacious,
well decorated front room. Violet blushed violently at her mother's outspokenness,
"Mama, Jewel are one of the top groups in the country, im pretty certain
they don’t do the lawn mowing themselves." She said, her tone slightly chiding.
"No, thank God." Sylva dimpled, stretching out a hand of flawlessly manicured
nails as if to inspect them instinctively for damage. "My nails would be
a mess and a half if we did! Besides, we're generally really busy, so even
if we wanted to mow the place ourself, we'd drop dead from tiredness before
we even began. We're fairly lucky if we get a full night's sleep, with late
night shows and early morning tv appearances."
“Your father is going to love this place” Mrs Anderson decided. “So
much garden space, he loves gardening., He would be in his element if he
ever saw these gardens! I certainly would have an empty bed at night - he
would sleep with the flowers!"
"Sounds very tempting." Topaz decided, settling herself down on the edge
of the sofa and finishing the last of her toast, setting down her milk.
"It's certainly hot enough here to spend the night outside, sometimes, and
the flowers are beautiful in the summer."
"Can I get you coffee?" Copper asked.
“Actually, as you friend said it is very warm outside. I suppose I am not
yet used to the warm weather. Would you mind if I asked for something cool,
perhaps…ice tea or a diet cola?” Violet's mother smiled.
“I wouldn’t mind the same if you don’t mind, Copper?” Violet added. “It
is gorgeous weather outside, I just pray it isn’t this warm outside on the
actual day. If it is, were gonna have to put ice in the pool so we can dive
in after the ceremony!"
Copper grinned back.
"Not a problem, we have plenty of stuff in the fridge." She agreed. "Only
Nancy here grew up in Cali, so the rest of us live through air conditioning
and cool drinks. You do get used to the hot weather, but a real summer's
day out here in Los Angeles can be stifling." She headed to the door. "Well,
iced tea coming up. Girls?"
"None for me, ta. I've got my milk." Topaz pulled a face, and Copper grinned,
"Nah, I'm cool." Sylva shook her head.
"Me either." Nancy agreed.
Once the drummer had returned bearing glasses of cool iced tea for Violet
and her mother, she settled herself down beside Nancy, her gaze absently
resting on the sparkling gem on Violet's engagement finger. Despite herself
she bit her lip, glancing down at her own left hand.
"Oh, snap out of it." She muttered to herself. "This is Violet's wedding.
“I never showed you the ring properly did I?” The Teenangel caught the
drummer's look, holding out her hand to exhibit the beautiful ring.
"Ooh, it's a gem. Taylor's a gentleman." Sylva peered across from her seat
to see. "That's one hell of a rock, Vi...he must love you a lot." She cast
Nancy a teasing look. "And he evidently has taste - why didn't you get that
"They do say that the size of the ring indicates how much they love you."
Topaz said with a grin, then her hand went to her mouth as she registered
what she had said. She cast Copper an apologetic look, but the drummer's
eyes were fixed on the pretty ring.
"It's gorgeous." She whispered, her eyes wet with tears. "And I'm sure
you deserve it. Taylor's a sweet guy and I know...I know you will be very
happy together." She blinked back the tears, offering a smile. "Will you
excuse me a moment? I...I have to call Cynthia, it's rather urgent."
Before anyone could complain she fled the room, leaning up against the
door and closing her eyes against the tears.
"If it's not meant to be." She whispered. "Why do I love him so much?"
Back in the main lounge, a concerned expression crossed Violet's face.
“Has something happened?” She asked softly “She seemed upset...did
I say something wrong?"
The three remaining Jewels exchanged awkward looks, then,
"She and Aaron are having some trouble, that's all." Nancy said quietly.
"Don't worry, Vi, it's nothing you did or said, I promise."
“Oh I hope its nothing to serious” Violet looked sympathetic. She stood.
“How about me and mama go take a look around the grounds? We have to decide
where to place the setting and things, and in the mean time maybe you could
check on Copper? I would hate to see her unhappy at the wedding, and perhaps
all the talk of wedding might be getting to her. I cant think of a worst
time to have problems."
"You have no idea." Nancy muttered, but was quickly silenced by a glare
"If you want to go have a look around, feel free." The singer said now,
casting the confused guests a warm smile. "Syl will show you everything, and
we'll go find Copper. I'm sure she'll be fine, Violet, though it's sweet of
you to be concerned. She's just in a very emotional state right now, you know
how it is when you love someone."
"Well who better to have me help design the wedding look outside” Violet
said with a smile “If anybody knows style its you, right Syl?”
"Queen of Jewel Style at your service!" She exclaimed, affecting a salute
which made her friends laugh. "Come with me."
Once Sylva and the guests were gone, Nancy and Topaz headed off in search
of their missing friend, both sure that she would have taken refuge in her
room until she had gotten better control of her emotions. Sure enough, she
was curled up on her bed, a photo album on the duvet cover in front of her.
Tears spilled down her cheeks as she flicked idly through the pages, pausing
to look at one and sighing.
"Copper?" Nancy murmured softly, and she glanced up.
"I'm sorry, guys. It was the ring, I didn't mean to." She said quietly.
"I...did Vi...what did she say?"
"Nance told her you and Aaron were having problems, and Syl has taken them
out to look at the grounds." Topaz sat down on the bed. "You need a hug?"
"Please." Copper nodded, and gently, Topaz obliged.
"I wish you'd tell us what was going on in your head, Copper." Nancy sighed,
sitting down on the other side. "I mean, you're nuts about my brother and
he's nuts about you. You're both so unhappy about this...why won't you talk
to him? I don't understand."
"Something happened." Copper swallowed hard. "I found something out that
changes everything, Nancy, and that's all I can say. It hurts like hell
because I love him like mad, but he won't want me when he knows the truth
and I...I don't want him to ever know. Better he think I don't love him
or want him any more than have him fret over me and stuff."
"You're not talking much sense." Nancy grimaced. "I still think that if
you're that hung up on him, you can talk it out with him. Aaron is a decent
guy, and you said there wasn't anyone else. I don't think he'd be unreasonable."
"Can we not talk about this now?" Copper shut the photo album, drying her
eyes. "Violet is downstairs and I feel a real brat, being up here snivelling
instead of being a good hostess and helping her plan her wedding. Come on.
I'm going to clean myself up, and start acting like a human being again.
It's time I stopped letting this get to me so much!"
Reaching for her make up, she headed into the bathroom to clean her face
and re-do her mascara and lipstick. Topaz and Nancy exchanged looks, and
"If she won't tell us, Nance, we can't beat it out of her." She said. Nancy
"Pity." She admitted. "I'm sure it's no good for you, either, worrying
about Copper with everything going on for you."
"I'm honestly trying to keep a level head." Topaz admitted. "I'm not feeling
wonderful today, in truth, but I've been worse this week and I think I'm
getting to grips with it. I just wish Copper would open up a little. Even
if it's something bad enough to break up her and Aaron permanently, she should
be able to tell us."
"Yes, I agree." Nancy nodded. "I..." She paused, frowning, as her eye caught
something poking out from beneath Copper's pillow. "What's this?"
"Nancy, whatever it is, it's not your business to read it." Topaz reached
out to stop her, but Nancy had already pulled the envelope out from it's
hiding place, glancing at it.
"I'm not going to read her mail, Topaz, give me some credit." She responded.
"I just...oh God. Topaz, look at this."
"Look at what?"
"The postmark, do you see it?" Nancy held the envelope out and, despite
herself, Topaz took it, glancing at it. As she did so, her own expression
"St Martin's Hospital." She murmured. "Oh no, Nancy, you don't think that...?"
"That she's sick again?" Nancy finished. "What if she is, Topaz? What if
that's why she won't talk to us, and why she's refusing to talk to Aaron?
What if that's what she meant when she said that something had changed everything?"
"I think we should put the envelope back before she comes back and not
say anything to her about it." Topaz decided, slipping the envelope back
under the pillow. "We could be wrong. She hasn't seemed unwell."
"It seems awful strange though, that she turns down the one guy she's die
hard in love with, and suddenly has mail from a hospital." Nancy replied.
"I dunno, Topaz. What if she is sick? What then?"
Prologue: Sylvina's Voice
Chapter One: Stefana's House
Chapter Two: Tensions
Chapter Three: Backstage At The Dean Stacey
Chapter Four: Topaz
Chapter Five: Sylva's Discovery
Chapter Six: Copper Loses Her Temper
Chapter Seven: A Shock For Jewel
Chapter Eight: Sylva Takes The Plunge
Chapter Nine: Fireworks
Chapter Ten: Here Comes The Bride
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