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Decode by Paramore
but it's by Wild Cherries

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*・゚*:・゚Rory *・゚*:・゚

It's been a month.

A very torturously long month. But in fact, a month.

And holy fuck, did some shit go down over this past month. But no, it's not what your thinking.

We started the band! And let me tell you, it has been a blast. Truly.

I'll admit, at first, we had some ups and downs. But we got through them. For example, at the start, we had some trouble finding our sound. Let me just say, country is definitely not us. In the end, we figured out what we sound best as. And that would be a rock, pop, punk band.

We also talked to the manager of The Royals. Or at least tried to. We tried talking to him in person which didn't work out, so we called the club and asked him if we could perform there some nights until we get our start. Even if this band goes nowhere, we've gotta start somewhere.

The manager actually said yes which was very surprising to me, considering we could be such a shit band and he's still letting us perform. I squealed when he said we could work something out though. Embarrassing on my part but it's fine. What a saint he is.

What's even more amazing about this month is that I haven't seen Harry since he came to my house to bring me my purse. How he knew what apartment number I live at keeps me up at night.

Speaking of things keeping me up at night, I still have this gut feeling whenever I'm walking alone that I'm being watched. I don't know why, but I feel it. And it actually had been keeping me up at night. I've had the worst sleepless nights because of whatever I'm feeling. Call me paranoid, but I know how I feel. It could just be some homeless person that always stares at me when I walk back from work or it could be a fucking murder. Nevertheless, I want to get to the bottom of this so I can have a good nights rest and not feel the urge to shit my pants every time I'm alone.

I haven't heard from the person that was texting me messages anonymously. Which is honestly so amazing for me. I didn't want to bring it up to anyone, and this person not texting anything else makes me feel better about my decision.

Overall, this month has been great and we are performing at The Royals for the first time today. You could say I'm really fucking nervous.

I also haven't heard from my mom since her... let's say eventful phone call. I don't know if it's because she is ignoring me or hasn't had the time. And here's the thing, I don't know if I'm happy or sad about it.

Maybe I should give her a call after my performance.

We will be singing a few songs today which should be easy. I obviously wouldn't tell my mom about the performance or the band, Wild Cherries. I'm too excited and I don't want her to ruin anything for me. Not that she ruins things, but c'mon, she kinda does a little bit.

Right now I'm getting dressed in Madison's room because we are at Everly and Madison's condo thing. Where they live is so fucking big. Like, holy shit. They've got bank.

I think I heard Everly saying that Madison's dad is like stinkin' rich. Like he's got major money in his pocket.

That's beside the point though.

Back to what I was saying, as of right now, I am getting fully dressed for the performance. And I just know for a fact that we are all going to be smokin' fucking hot tonight.

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