Chapter 2: The Meet Up

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Thursday came so fast. And I'm waiting by the store that me and Dave bumped into each other. He told me to meet him here at 10:00 and it's 9:55. I am a very impatient person so this isn't fun. Cars are driving by, honking their horns if the other person drives slow.

Eventually a 1965 Ford Falcon van drove into the parking lot with Dave's head sticking out of the drivers seat's window.
"hey jules, are you ready to go?" he said smiling. " Ready than ever." I got into the passenger seat "Hey is it okay if we maybe go to my apartment. My band mates are there and we were supposed to practice but then I forgot I had plans with you.." he said looking down. "hey, it's alright. Maybe it's time for me to socialize again." I said smiling.

And we were on our way to Dave's apartment. When we stopped outside I scanned the building. It was a brown-ish color with a lot of widows, some were cracked and some were in good condition.
" how many people are in your band" I asked wanting to stop the awkward silence. "we are three. Me, Kurt and Krist" okay meeting two people can't be that bad.. Right?
As we were walking towards the door to his apartment I heard two grown men giggling and shouting. This should be interesting

"Honey I'm home and I brought someone special." Dave shouted as if he was gone forever. " This is my close friend Julia, but everyone calls her jules. Jules this is Kurt" He said pointing fingers at Kurt. "Hey I'm kurt cobain" he stuttered. "He is the lead singer and im the drummer" dave said confidently. i shake my head and add a small laugh. 'kurt cobain' i think to myself what a beautiful name. " And this is Krist he plays bass." Kirst look up and waves enthusiastic. When i lifted my head back up i saw that kurt,krist and dave where setting up for something. " Wait what are you guys doing?" i asked. "oh uh we are just running through a few songs. If that's alright with you? " he said."wait were doing it in front of her?" said kurt in a weird way.

"Oh uh i can leave." "if you don't mind" Kurt said looking down.. To be honest i was kind of shocked that he said that i thought that he was a sweet guy.., guess not.. "dude not cool"krist whispered to Kurt quietly."Kurt it's not a big deal, we can play one song but we have to rehearse" dave said. " Please do stay jules, dont let kurt get into your head.. he is just going through a small problem now.. but i would love to get to know you more and i know kurt will too ..i think you and kurt will get along well." Krist said in a comforting way"Well after what just happend i dont think so." I said causing a small giggle out of me and krist. I turned my head hearing foot steps coming out of the room. "Uhm- Jules? i just want to apologize for my actions. I did not mean to come off rude. I made a decision and i think you can stay and when we are done rehearsing we can all get to know each other ." Kurt said to me avoiding eye contact.

It was like he was saying a presentation for a school project. I just smiled and took a seat next to Kirst." well let's get it over with. " Dave said walking behind the drums hitting the hi hat of the drums." what should we play?" Kurt asked into the mic. "Can we play swap meat?" Krist asked jumping up and down like a little child. And just like that Kurt started the song.

They live a lifestyle that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make a living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood and burlap

OH. My. God. His voice is so beautiful. How can someone sing like this?

They make a deal when they would come to town
The Sunday swap meet is a battleground

Kurt makes eye contact with me. Strong eye contact. As if he was hungry or saying something.

She loves it more than he will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show

Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps her photographs close to her heart
Keeps the bitterness close to the heart
They live a lifestyle that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make a living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood and burlap
They make a deal when they would come to town

The Sunday swap meet is a battleground
She loves it more than he will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps her photographs close to his heart
Keeps the bitterness close to the heart
They live a lifestyle that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full

Somethings for sure,, maybe he will have my heart someday

They make a living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood and burlap
They make a deal when they would come to town
The Sunday swap meet is a battleground
She loves it more than she will ever know
He loves her more than he will ever show
Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart
Keeps her photographs close to her heart
Keeps the bitterness close to the heart

" it's rough I know" Kurt Said ashamed. "are you kidding me. That was amazing. I would love to hear you guys play again." I said smiling wide. I'm not going to lie. That was truly breath-taking. The way Kurt sang was so attractive. Who am I kidding. We barely even met. I will not fall fast and get my heart broken again.

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