How To Be A Rockstar [A Dee x reader story]

Chapter Eleven

    To say that school was exhausting was probably the understatement of the year. Everything today was going 10x slower than usual, and you could not wait to go home. Oh, but you're not really going home as soon as class is over, you were to hang out with Dee again.

    Hang out, what makes you think you're hanging out? You're studying together, and you're sure that as soon as the project was over, he would go on and ignore you. Lately, you have been spending way too much time with him, even though he seemed a bit...annoying, and a know-it-all. Still, somehow you would end up having fun, meeting someone with different tastes and opinions was refreshing in a way, and you felt like you could be yourself, especially since he made it clear he wasn't interested in your band, your secret was pretty much safe.

    On the other hand- You couldn't help but eavesdrop every chance you could, people seemed to be talking, gossiping, about the interview you had yesterday. Hearing all the theories was entertaining, to say the least, your favorite one was about how your band was really a bunch of old guys with voice changes. 

     The bell rung loudly, and thus the day ends. You hurry along with the other students, packing up as fast as you could, you had to go and meet up with Dee and his brother. You pull up your phone, scrolling down to a certain contact. You send a quick message to Dee, asking him where exactly were you meeting. Being the dumbass that you were, and not paying attention, you came in contact with another student, quite harshly, actually. With a thud, you land onto the ground, hissing in pain, clearly stunned about the sudden impact. 

"Fuck! That hurt!" You hear the voice of a girl. Finally looking up, your eyes meet with some brown ones. "Ah, shit, I'm sorry, I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going!" The unfamiliar girl speaks, stretching her hand out to give you...well, a hand. Blushing from embarrassment, you stutter in your words, but accept the hand nonetheless, and soon was back on your feet. "No- I'm sorry, shouldn't be on the phone while walking" You comment, raising your phone while laughing nervously. 

You had a clearer view of the girl in front of you, now that your vision wasn't as blurry from the blow. In front of you stood a girl with...Very pale skin, and long black hair. She held a smile, giggling at your comment. Before you could react, the girl gasped, looking around, up, left, to the ground. She reaches for her pocket, and then to her bag, was she looking for something? 

"Shit..Shit, Shit, always!" She huffed, "Well, it was uh, nice meeting you! But I gotta go," and with that, she rushes down the hallway. 

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Dee's POV

  I stood next to Heavy, we both kept staring at the entrance doors, watching the students rush to...wherever, I didn't really care. 

"I can't believe we're hanging out with (Y/N) again!" My little brother was practically jumping, I truly didn't understand what the big deal was, it wasn't as if we were doing anything exciting. "They're only coming because we have a project to work on." I state, quite simple, actually. It wasn't as if we were going to a concert, or doing anything like it, so what was all the hype for?

After what seemed like an eternity, I see a familiar figurine finally walking out. (Y/N) didn't take too long to spot us, quickly rushing to my side. "Could have finished the project with the amount of time it took you to get here," I scoff, stuffing my hands into my pockets. They shoot a glare at me, but completely ignore my comment, "Hey heavy, I heard you almost got in trouble today." "Heh, yeah, these teachers are really assholes, I didn't even do anything wrong!" 

With that, we began our walk home.

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"MOMMMM, DADDDDD, WE'RE HOMEEEEEEEEEEE, AND WE BROUGHT (Y/N)!!"