~
"AHHH!" I fell into the bed giggling about the book I'd been reading.
"They kissed already! AHHHH!" I screamed, kicking my feet and slapping the book on my face.
"After how many chapters? God!" I grinned, but then my phone rang.
"Whatever you want to say better be useful, because if it's not, I'll bury you alive," I answered.
"Amanda!" she yelled-and damn, that hurt my ears. I rolled my eyes playfully.
"What now, Sarah?" I said, getting off the floor and sliding the book back onto the shelf. "I'm tired." I yawned.
"I got us tickets! Yay!" she exclaimed.
Sarah Watson is an energetic, extroverted woman who loves to go out and party every chance she gets. I mean, it's fine if I'm in the mood-but she drags me out every single time. Ugh.
"Tickets to what?"
"Night Loud! They're performing at the Thunderbolt Bar!" she said excitedly.
"Really? Supporting your best friend?" I teased.
"What? Of course I am! And don't tease me about him-we're just friends."
"Yeah, keep telling me that." I smirked. Best friends who act like a couple. Sigh.
"Come on, hurry up! We're leaving at seven!" she said, ending the call. This girl, really.
I sighed and went to my dresser, pulling on some jeans and a t-shirt. I did a little makeup, tied my hair into a ponytail, and grabbed my glasses.
Once ready, I slipped on my black-and-white sneakers, gave myself one last look in the mirror, and then my phone lit up. I knew who it was.
Sarah:
Be there in 5 minutes.
Me:
Sure.
~
When we arrived at the bar, they were already on stage, looking effortlessly cool as they sang Creep by Radiohead.
"But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo..." their vocalist sang. Xavier, Sarah's best friend.
But my eyes weren't on the vocalist. The guitarist caught my attention. He looked effortlessly cool strumming his red electric guitar. As I stared at him, the world seemed to slow down. My breath hitched.
Then-
"WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING HERE!"
Sarah's voice snapped me out of it as she screamed along to the lyrics. I looked at her dreamily singing toward the stage and laughed.
"SHE'S RUNNING OUT THE DOOOORRRR! HOOOOO~"
She kept going. I really wanted to tape her mouth shut. She sounded like a hyena in karaoke mode. I looked back at the stage, staring at their guitarist again. Sigh. What the hell am I doing?
I wasn't even done admiring him when of course, Sarah snapped me out of my little fantasy. Fantasy? Really? Ugh.
"SOOO GOOD! THEY'RE PLAYING THEIR NEXT COVERRRR!" she yelled like she was the concert host.
"So we'll be playing our next cover 'I'll Be' by Edwin McCain. Enjoy," their vocalist, Xavier, announced.
He glanced over at the guitarist the one I totally wasn't staring at obsessively and gave him a quick nod. The guy responded with a small gesture and began strumming.
The soft sound of the guitar filled the bar, wrapping around us like a warm blanket.
And then-
"The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth"
~
To be continued.