𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙊𝙀𝙎 𝙂𝙀𝙏 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙈𝘽𝙀𝙍𝙀𝘿, 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙇𝙀𝙂𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙎 𝙉𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝙄𝙀.
What do you get when you throw five musically inclined teenagers in detention and leave them alone for ten minutes?
You get a brand new band, new friendships, and a...
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PERFECT NOW — LOUIS TOMLINSON If you knew what you were to me You would never try to hide away
NOVEMBER, 1994. EIGHT MONTHS BEFORE.
SENIOR YEAR WAS the year of many lasts. Last first day, last school dance, last week of high school exams. It was the benchmark for a lot of people, especially those who never thought they'd make it that far. It was filled with nostalgia for what was and anxiety for what will be.
In the sea of bittersweet excitement, both Olivia and Christa found theirselves wishing that they had more time with each other. It wasn't right that they only found out they were related this year. The three years they spent butting heads could've been spent getting to know each other better.
In the past two months since senior year started, the two girls had formed some semblance of a relationship. It started out on the first day when Olivia brought Christa a muffin her mom had packed her for the boys. It came as a shock to the rest of the student body when Christa let out an amused huff and took it with a small smile. They were far from having a sister bond, but they were on good terms and if they were being generous, they might even call each other friends.
The sisters stood at Olivia's locker just before lunch. The hallway was busy, full of a charged energy since one of their sports team had a game later that night. Olivia was putting her books away while Christa leaned against the locker next to hers with her arms crossed over her chest.
"So," Christa started, her eyes following Olivia as she bent down for a book, "are you going to the assembly?"
A faint memory of a poster in the girls bathroom flashed in her mind. She knew exactly what assembly her half-sister was talking about. The guidance counsellors were having an informational presentation on applying to colleges. Everything from how to apply, to deadlines, to guest speakers from local colleges.
Even though it felt like betraying her band and all of their dreams and ambitions, Olivia had thought about going over a dozen times. For the past year, her music was her future, but lately, she had been feeling quite discouraged. Sunset Curve kept booking shows, but little came from them. They didn't even have a manager yet. She needed options and college just might be one of them.
"What assembly?" Olivia kept her eyes locked on the inside of her locker, not wanting to face Christa's knowing look.
"The one for post secondary applications," Christa reminded. Her tone was mildly condescending, but old habits die hard. Besides, it's not the first time they spoke about this.
"Oh, right." She sounded like she had a million other thoughts on her mind. "That's today?"
Christa nodded her head. "Mhm," she mused, checking her watch. "It starts in five minutes, so if you're done pretending that you haven't been agonizing over it for a month, can we leave before we're late?"
