vicdeangelis
Heyyy, sorry for the late reply.
Tomorrow at 6pm we have a band
meeting and would like you to join
us.
Victoria xAbout time. Today is Monday and Victoria has finally replied to my dm. I show Luna the message in the evening and she immediately gets excited.
"Dude, yes!"
Luna's hand aims for my phone but I pull it to my chest.
"Goodness, relax. I'll text her."
"Now!" she demands.
I type a simple 'text me the address' and send it. Luna checks if I really did it and then hugs me tightly.
"Maybe this is your destiny, to be rockstar!"
I scoff.
"Ya sure. Nobody even heard the band's name before. Måneskin, how do you even say that?"
"Stop being such a pessimist, maybe you'll develop some new friendships..." she suggest.
"I have friends!"
"Plural? Don't think so honey. I'm your only friend."
"Ouch!" I press my hand on my chest.
"I love you and I'm so happy, you're gonna get out there."
I shake my head after she gives me a kiss on the cheek. Next, I grab my guitar and start playing a bit as a practice.
.....
It's Tuesday, 5:30 pm, I stand in front of the mirror wearing only underwear as I put a clip in my hair. I put on a decent perfume and then make my way to my suit case. I simply wear a random Pink Floyd hoodie and some baggy jeans.
After putting on my Dr Marten's, I leave the flat with the guitar case in my hand and an uncomfortable feeling in my gut. It's raining and the cold wind makes me shiver on my way from the metro to the address Victoria sent me.
I can't believe I'm doing this.
"37,...39,...41..." I mumble looking for the correct house.
I stop at number 49, open the gate, walk up to the door and look through the window. It's a simple house, not a studio and neither a flat where people my age (with their low budget) usually live.
I ring the doorbell and soon steps echo from the inside. When the door opens I quickly rush inside saving myself from the rain.
"Hello there!" a feminine voice says to me.
After I put my guitar down, I turn around to face Victoria. She smiles at me before giving me a kiss on the right and then on the left cheek, greeting me like an old friend.
"Hi!" I reply.
"I'm so glad, you're here. The band is waiting in the basement. That's my parents house and we meet here sometimes for fun. Our studio is a little too far away to invite you there for one evening."
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