Cherokee Bat and the Goat Guys by Francesca Lia Block

Author:Francesca Lia Block
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy, Young Adult, Music, Childrens
ISBN: 9780064470957
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 1992-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

After a show at The Vamp, some girls followed Raphael backstage. They wanted to stroke his fur pants, they told him, giggling. One kept flicking out her tongue like a snake. They wore black bras and black leather miniskirts.

Cherokee stood with her arms crossed on her chest, watching them. Then she noticed that Angel Juan was standing in the same position with a frown on his face that matched her own. He turned and stalked out of the club, and Witch Baby came and stood beside Cherokee.

“All the girls pay attention to Raphael but Angel Juan is a slinkster-cool bass player and beautiful, too,” Cherokee said.

“Ever since you made Raphael those goat pants, he’s been acting like the only person in the band,” Witch Baby said. Then she added, “You never made anything for Angel Juan.”

Cherokee wished the girls would leave Raphael alone, take their hands off his hips and their breasts away from his face. But she thought he was happier lately than he had ever been and he would hold her in the tepee that night and sing songs he had made up about her until the images of the girls drifted out of her head and she fell into a sleep of running animals and breaking lily-filled waves. But what about Witch Baby? She would be curled up in the shed under the bass drum, alone. She would dream of Angel Juan’s obsidian hair and deer face, reach for him and find a hollow drum. What about Angel Juan? Cherokee thought. He would be waiting outside for them by his red truck with a frown on his face. He would drive home with swerves and startling stops. He would not look at any of them, especially Witch Baby. He was the only Goat Guy Cherokee had not made a present for.

What should I do for Angel Juan? Cherokee wondered. I will ask Coyote.

Cherokee, Witch Baby and Raphael went out to meet Angel Juan at his truck.

“We were hot tonight,” said Raphael.

Angel Juan turned to him. “What makes you think you are such a star all of a sudden, man?”

“I said we. I can’t help it if the girls like me,” Raphael said, tossing his dreadlocks back over his bare shoulders.

“They might like me too if I shook my hips at them like some stripper chick.”

“Maybe they would.” Raphael grinned and swiveled his hips in the goat pants. “Why don’t you, man? Too freaked out?”

That was when Angel Juan made a fist and hit Raphael in the stomach under his ribs. Raphael staggered backward, staring at Angel Juan as if he weren’t quite sure what had just happened.

Cherokee put her arms around Raphael. I will have to go back to Coyote, she thought.

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