1984

You were the little sister of Eddie and Alex Van Halen. Not the furthest in age from them, however, you were still their little sister. Whole world could tell that you were their sister, because you looked just like them. Ever since the band Van Halen made it big, you had been going just about everywhere with the band, for support, and because your bothers wanted you there. Band practice, on the road, and sometimes on stage. Though, throughout the years it would only be a matter of time before a certain lead singer would try to pursue after you, and that certain singer was David.

David was a player, and a flirt. He was talented, and knew how to properly work a crowd, however, you only seen him as a friend. That didn’t stop him from making grand gestures though. On the road, when the tour bus would make stops at gas stations, he would always pick you up something. Other times he would by you flowers and jewelry. Each time though, you would make it clear that you weren’t interested. With all the women he would fool around, he just gave of player energy. You figured that he would do you no good as a boyfriend anyway, if given the chance.

One night after the show, you were backstage waiting for everyone to walk back to congratulate them as per usual. And that you did, you congratulated everyone, especially David. While everyone one else had walked back to their dressing room to get changed, getting ready to go back to the hotel. As you walked past David’s, you heard his voice call you over at about a whisper.

David: Pst, little Van Halen, come here

You had no clue why he was whispering, but he gestured for you to come over into his dressing room. He didn’t plan on doing anything wild. David just wanted to get a little bit more time with you and find out why had you been rejecting him so much for the past few years. You hated when he called you the name “little Van Halen”, since he was fully aware of your actual name. He was only teasing you when he did so, not meaning any harm by it at all.