Scream Me a Dream

Ville watched from behind his sunglasses as Soya and Bam walked back from the driveway laughing with each other. He looked over at Dunn with an arched brow, while Dunn looked just as surprised as Ville did.

“Who knew they only needed an hour with a skateboard to be friends.” Dunn muttered, causing Ville to chuckle and turn back to his friends, in time to see Bam push Soya into the pool laughing the entire time. Ville was about to get up and help Soya out, when she broke through the surface with a grin, pushing the loose hair back away from her face.

She waded to the lip of the pool holding her hands up and pouting at Bam who was still laughing.

“Come on!” Soya said with a small laugh. “I let you push me in, the least you could do is help me back out.”

Bam gave an exaggerated sigh, before he grabbed her hands, Ville watched with a grin as Soya tugged on Bam’s hands hard, pulling him into the pool headfirst, causing the rest of the guys who had been watching to cheer as she pulled herself out.

“Not fair!” Bam said as he came back out.

“Who in the world said I played fair?” Soya laughed as she walked back into the tent, accepting the purple Heartagram beach towel that Ville held out for her. “Thank you.” She tugged her tank top off revealing the top of her blue ruched halter one piece wrapping the towel around her as she unbuttoned her shorts and slipped them off from under the towel, causing Dunn to groan.

“You covered up before the best part!”

Soya laughed as she sat down just as Bam came in, stripping off his shirt and sitting next to Dunn, throwing the shirt on the floor.

“So…is everyone friends?” Dunn asked with a smirk.

“Bam and I reached a kind of agreement.” Soya smiled.

“And what’s that?” Ville asked, curious in how the two of them had found common ground.

“We just understand each other better.” Bam smirked. “That’s all you’re getting Valo.” Bam laughed, just as Soya’s phone chirped. Soya picked it up and looked at the number, before putting it to her ear with a frown. “If this isn’t Hannu, hang up now.”

“It’s me Eeva.”

“Don’t call me Eeva.” She said rolling her eyes.

“Once you stop calling me Hannu, I’ll stop calling you Eeva.”

“Never going to happen.” They said at the same time, causing Soya to laugh. “Hannu!”

“Hei Eeva.” HP laughed. “You called me for a favor, so I’ve called you back.”

“Jarno called me back.” Soya pointed out.

“I heard Jarppi said hello too.”HP chuckled.

“Yes,” Soya said, then rolled her eyes. “At least his ass did.”

HP laughed. “You said ‘ass’.”

“Sorry If I’ve offended your virgin ears Hannu.” Soya said dryly. HP was one of the few of people that ever got to see and hear her out of her shell. She was able to talk to HP freely, without worrying about the consequences of talking back. She looked over at Ville and smiled at him, before he turned back to his conversation with Bam and Dunn.

Really, without the influence of Mige, Linde and Ville when she had been younger she wouldn’t have ever been comfortable enough to talk to her close friends freely. She shook her head out of her musings and back to the conversation with HP

“You know, for a girl who never talks back or curses you’ve got a quite a sharp tongue.” HP teased.

“Don’t talk about my tongue like that Hannu, it’s not decent.” Soya laughed, causing Ville, Bam and Dunn to watch Soya in interest.

“Well you’ve got me curious Eeva, what’s this favor you need of me?”

“When do you go back to Finland?” she asked, knowing that he and the rest of the guys were in the midst of filming their new show ‘The Dudesons in America.’

“About a month.” HP answered. “That’s the plan, anyway. Why?”

“Well as a dancer, I need you to go studio hunting for me.”

“Studio…” HP said quietly, she could already see the frown formed on his face. “Are you opening one over there?”

“I want to.”

“That means you’re moving back?”

“At least temporarily, so you’ll have to find me a flat to stay in, as well.”

“Why do I have to do it again?” HP groaned.

“Because you adore me.” Soya teased. “And because I have a few dancer friends who would just love to meet you.”

“I love dancers.” HP groaned, “Hated being one, but I love them.”

Soya laughed. “I know, so?” She hedged, bringing her knee up to her chest and biting her lip.

“You’re lucky Eeva.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well, for one, you have me as a friend.” HP teased

“Yes and the baggage you come with is just so fortunate, isn’t it?” Soya muttered sarcastically.

“Say it quietly all you want Eeva, I still heard it.” He teased. “And for two I may have something in mind, but I’d have to make a few calls. When’s the deadline for all of this?”

She could tell he was sitting and already making notes, not just in his head but on whatever scrap of paper he had laying around. “I wouldn’t be able to get down there until mid-August?” she said with a frown. “I’d have the check with Josef really, as he’s my plane ticket.”

“Pimping yourself for plane tickets Eeva?”

“You know Josef only wants me for my body.” Soya said rolling her eyes as HP snorted into the phone.

“So mid-August, meaning you at least want details…now?”

“Like two weeks ago really.” Soya nodded. “It’s a newer idea Hannu, you know how I get.”

“I don’t know why you and Jarno don’t get along better, both of you get ideas in your head and can’t sit still until you’ve had them played out.”

“The minute Jarno is able to have a civilized conversation with me, maybe we would get along.”

“Soya, come on, what happened at the restaurant-”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Soya cut him off.

“You got them back.” HP pointed out.

“I don’t care.” Soya said crossing her arms over her leg stubbornly. “They still get on my nerves.”

“I see you pouting Eeva, and it doesn’t suit you.”

Soya sucked in her bottom lip and bit down. “You’re horrible.” She said quietly with a smile.

“Ah, but you love me, anyway. Now, back to the studio, how many rooms?”

“At least room for three classrooms.” She said thinking of her currant setup, “One private studio and…”

“Like what you have now?” HP asked. “You don’t want bigger?”

Soya shrugged. “I’ve never thought of bigger.”

“I’d start thinking bigger.” HP told her mater-of-factly. “Look, I’ll send you a few links of buildings I have in mind, but I think you’re going to love one of them in particular. You wouldn’t have to do much renovation to it, like what you had to do to the one in New York.”

“If I can get away with no renovation, it would be better.”

“Send them to your e-mail?”

“Actually send everything to Josef, he’s my partner when it comes to things like this, he’ll look through them and send me the ones he’ll know I’ll like.”

“So you don’t trust my judgment?”

Soya backpedaled. “No, Hannu it’s nothing like that, it’s just-” she stopped talking when she heard him laughing. “Olet niin ääliö!”(You’re such a jerk!)

“You’re so easy to rile up Eeva, you can’t blame me.”

“Watch me hang up on you if you don’t stop.” She warned.

“Ah, don’t be like that.” HP laughed. “I’ll see what I can find online, make a few calls, and send everything to Josef. Just let me know which ones you’re looking at and I’ll take a look at them when I get back to Finland, it’ll be priority number one.” HP said with a laugh.

“Thank you HP, and if there’s anything you need…within reason!” she said quickly.

“Ah and there go all my hopes and dreams of bedding you.”

“You’re disgusting.” Soya laughed. “And there is no chance in hell I will ever lay with you.” She said, Ville snapped his head towards her, causing her to grin at him.

“Ah I know, I gave up on that dream when I was fifteen, Eeva.”

“Really? It took you that long to realize I had no interest in you?”

“A boy can dream.” HP sighed wistfully. “I’ve got to go, Eeva; we’re going to start filming again.”

“What are you filming?” Soya asked.

“Ah…” HP hesitated. “I’d rather not tell you.” he trailed off.

“Hannu!” Soya groaned loudly, causing the three men to turn back to her.

“What!? I’m serious! If I tell you, you’ll worry, then I’ll feel guilty because you’re worrying, then I won’t do a good job because I’m worrying about you worrying and then I really will get hurt.”

Soya shook her head. “Of course I worry Hannu. But I know you enjoy doing it, so I’ll stay quiet.”

“It’s all in good fun Eeva.” HP laughed. “I promise you, we always have an ambulance on standby.”

“Oh! Because that makes me feel better.” Soya grumbled. “If you get killed, I get to say I told you so.”

“Well that lifts my sprits!” HP laughed. “I’ve got to go.”

“Be careful Hannu, please.”

“We’re always careful, Eeva. I’ll send Josef those links within the next few days, I’ve got to make some calls first. And that’s if I survive.”

Before Soya had a chance to respond, the only sound was HP laughing in her ear before he hung up on her. “Oh that bloody bastard.” Soya huffed, putting her phone back on the table.

“What are they up to?” Bam asked with a smirk.

Soya shrugged. “He never tells me, mostly because he knows I’ll worry. As Ville says.” She said, looking over at him as he smirked. “I tend to mother my friends. Hannu is no exception from that, but he loves doing what he does and who am I to stop him?”

“So he just doesn’t tell you what they do?” Dunn asked. “Doesn’t the curiosity kill you?”

Soya laughed. “The last time he told me what his stunt was going to be, I started hyperventilating through the phone. Josef had to calm me down; after that, Hannu stopped telling me and I rarely ask. But we haven’t talked in a while either.”

“It sounds like he’s going to help you find that studio.” Ville told her.

Soya nodded. “It actually sounds like Hannu has a few places in mind already, so I’m excited to see what he has planned.”

“You know if you need a flat, Linde and Mige would be more than happy to find you one.” Ville hedged.

“I know Ville.” Soya said, patting his hand. “I have to see if there’s even a studio for me to work with before I get a flat.” Ville gave a nod, though he still had to urge to call Linde and tell him to start the hunt for a flat for Soya.

“Bam!” Raab called out from the deck.

Bam looked up and saw Raab holding up the cordless phone. “Yeah?”

“Phone for you!”

Bam nodded and jogged up to the deck, grabbing the phone from Raab as he headed back inside. “Yo!”

“Bam?”

“Jussi? Hey!”

“Hey, sorry I hung up, we had a crisis on the bus.”

“Someone stole your hair gel?” Bam laughed.

“Ha. Ha.” Jussi laughed dryly. “No, we had a bit of a stowaway, but everything got figured out.”

“A fan snuck onto your bus?” Bam asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Something like that.” Jussi laughed. “Anyway, I tried calling your phone, but no one answered.”

Bam frowned, only to groan when he felt his wet pocket and the cell phone inside. “Ah, there was a bit of an incident with my cell phone.” Bam laughed pulling out the wet phone and letting it fall on the counter. It wasn’t the first phone he’d lost because it’d gotten waterlogged; he highly doubted it’d be the last.

“So what did you need?”

“Ah, I was going to ask if you guys were anywhere near Westchester. I have someone here who would love to meet you guys.”

Jussi hesitated. “You’re asking the wrong person; here, I’ll pass you to Jyrki.” He laughed. Bam heard the phone transfer from Jussi to Jyrki before Jyrki came on the line.

“Bam?”

“Yeah, I was asking Jussi if you guys were anywhere near Westchester. I have someone here who I think you guys would want to meet.”

“Who?” Jyrki asked with chuckle. “It has to be someone good for us to make that stop.”

“Ah, don’t want to see me Jyrki?” Bam laughed. “I’ve got Ville here too, you know.”

“So I’ve heard, against his will too.” Jyrki chuckled. “No, really, who?”

“Her name’s Soya.”

“Soya…” Jyrki said slowly. “Soya…That name sounds familiar.”

Bam frowned when he heard a small female voice near the phone squealing.

“Just a second Bam.” Jyrki said pulling the phone away, though Bam could still hear the quiet conversation. “Auntie?” Jyrki said in the distance. “What, Jussi? Oh!” Jyrki’s voice came back louder. “The dancer right?”

“That’s right.” Bam nodded, wondering what the conversation had been on the bus. “I guess she’s a friend of…”

“Rosalind.” Jyrki finished for him. “She’s been trying to arrange a meet with all of us for the past few years but our schedules never work out. She’s there with you?”

“She is, she’s an old friend of Ville’s so she’s here hanging out with him.”

“We have a few days off,” Jyrki said slowly. “I’m positive it won’t be hard convincing the other guys to make a small detour to meet Soya. We’ve got something here that she might like to see.” Jyrki laughed.

Bam snorted, he was sure that wasn’t meant to sound as dirty as it sounded. “So when should I expect you?”

Jyrki hesitated, not quite sure himself, before answering. “You want us to play a show?”

Bam shrugged. “If you guys want, I don’t think Soya’s ever seen you guys.”

“I don’t think she has. We can be there Thursday afternoon.” Jyrki said. “Play that night, is that all right?”

“That’s actually perfect, head towards ‘The Note’ and I’ll meet you guys there.”

“Perfect, see you then Bam.”

“See ya.” Bam smirked as he hung up, putting the phone back on the cradle and looking down at his cell phone. Shrugging, he walked back outside and saw Novak about to dive in the pool.

“Yo! Novak!”

“What?!” Novak yelled hesitating on his jump.

“Get dressed! I have to get a new cell phone, and you’re coming with me.” Bam told him as he went back to the tent where Ville was reading his book, while Soya drew in her sketchbook, Dunn had abandoned them to sunbathe by the pool.

“Hey.”

Soya looked up. “Hi?” she smiled.

“Aren’t you tired of hanging in the house?” Bam asked sitting at his original seat.

Soya shrugged. “I’m a bit of a homebody anyway and Ville took me to the mall yesterday, so not really. Why?”

“What’s your take on hanging out at my bar?”

Soya narrowed her eyes at him playfully. “Are you giving me much of a choice?”

Bam shook his head with a laugh. “Not really. There’s a band playing on Thursday at ‘The Note’ you might like.”

“How do you know what music I like?” Soya asked. “That wasn’t part of the interview.”

“You like The 69 Eyes right?”

Soya looked over at Ville who seemed amused by the conversation. “Um…yes?”

“Then you’ll like these guys, they have the same sound and everything. You’ll like them.” Bam smirked.

“So, Thursday?” Soya said slowly.

“Thursday. Now, because you pushed me into the pool, I have to get a new cell phone, I’ll be back later. And uh…” he hesitated before sighing. “I’ll take care of dinner and all that shit.”

“Oh…okay.” Soya laughed, watching him leave the tent and going back into the house.

“Well,” Ville started. “I definitely want to know what you said to him to get him to turn his attitude around.”

Soya laughed, leaning over to kiss his cheek. “I offered to show him my bank account.”

“What?” Ville asked, turning surprised green eyes to her. “You did what?”

Soya shook her head. “Trust me, it worked.”

“Apparently.” Ville muttered.

Soya rested her cheek on her hand and watched as he went back to his book. “Don’t you want to go get some sun?”

Ville snorted and looked at her through the corner of his eyes. “Fans don’t pay to see me tanned.” Ville teased. “They like me pale. What about you?”

“What about me?” She asked, looking down at her arm. “I’m tan.”

“You’re sun-kissed.” He told her, looking at her face. She wasn’t quite dark enough to be tanned, but not white enough to be pale. Her skin definitely showed her Scandinavian roots as well as her time spent in the states, it was a perfect medium and suited her.

She scooted her chair closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. “I have really missed you, you know that?”

Ville leaned down and kissed her temple, only to smirk against her skin. “I know, I would miss me too.”

Soya shook her head, silently laughing as she hugged his arm, just content to be sitting at the table with him.