The Only Hope For Me Is You

2: Club Destroya pt.1

June's POV: 

I spent the first part of my day delivering the Ray Gun's I finished and collected my money. I needed to go pay rent immediately, I had to ask my landlord to give me a few hours and I'll get that money. 

I get to my landlords door just with 30 minutes to spare. "I have the money," I try to catch my breath while handing over her cut. I had about $400 left over to spare. Nice. I pocket what I have and head to the shop. I didn't really have much to work on though so I just fucked around until someone came to shop. 

An hour later my friend, Hot Venom but I usually call him Matty. He was a dickhead but I loved him dearly. (I LOVE MATTY HEALY !! STAN THE 1975) "Took ya long enough to get here!" I teased. "Oh shut the fuck up, you've got nothing else going on. I think you can wait." Matty replies snarkily. 

"Did you find a job yet?" He asks immediately working on his car. I stand next to him observing carefully, "No. Well, maybe yeah. Star is supposed to pick me up soon so I can get a job at a Club." Matt looks at me with a huh? face, "A club? Really?" 

"Yes...What's wrong with that?!" 

"Nothing. Help me with this." I help him fix his car for a few hours just bantering and listening to music. 

"I have a question, now I know how shy you are about your voice..but would you like to help me with some songs?" My face lit up, I was fine helping play guitar or write some lyrics but my voice was the issue. It wasn't bad just unsure of it and what type of music works for it. 

"Absolutely! I have great ideas, just tell me when and where." I was excited, I could finally get myself out there. "Oh, would I get paid though?" Priorities people, priorities! "If we release the song, yeah." 

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June's POV: 

I headed home to change (Refer to short skirt and latex red top). It was around 8pm and I told Star to meet me at my house instead of the shop. Matty wasn't a huge fan of Star so to save myself any arguments I got picked up at home. 

"Why'd you decide to have me pick you up at home?" He looks suspicious because I'm usually always at the shop. "You would get upset if I told you the truth." I smile trying not to freak out. "You were with Matty weren't you?" I stayed quiet and pretended to not hear him. 

"You were!" I shush him immediately. "Just shut the fuck up, please. I don't wanna hear it." I sigh. We sit in the car, silent until we approach the club. It was jam packed, a line went around the whole building. "Holy shit." 

"I told you, but I have a special entrance." Star winks. Of course he does. We takes me out back and gets us in. The music was so loud you could feel it in your bones. The place was filled with drunk and drugged people, it's gonna be hard to adapt but I can do it. 

Star leads me to an office with who seems to be the boss. I'm surprised and disappointed I didn't get to meet Dr.Death himself but this'll do. I introduce myself and so does boss, "Nice to meet you Cyanide. I heard some wonderful things about. I'm here to hire you right here, right now." He smiles wide with his hands clasped on the desk. 

"What would the position be for?" I try to stay polite as possible. I was unsure of the type of position I would be getting. "I wanna hire you to help pick out artist and songs to play here, at Club Destroya. Choose up and coming DJ's, make playlist..How does that sound?" WHAT?! This is insane. This is a job of a lifetime. This could jumpstart a career for me. 

"I'll take it!" I jump excitedly with a huge smile on my face. "You'll start next Friday. I'll give you my contact info so we can figure out a perfect work schedule. Now go and enjoy!" 

"Thank you so much!" I couldn't stop smiling. I was ecstatic. "Star, I can't thank you enough." I embrace him tightly. "It was nothing, now go have fun! I have some work to do." He shoos me off into the jam packed dance floor. I find myself wandering to the bar. 

I order a drink and I look around the room to see if I can find anyone I know. My eyes catch someone alright, Cherry! She immediately pushes her way to me, "Who did you come here with?!" She's been wanting to take me here for awhile but I was so hesitate because I didn't think I'd like it. 

"Star." 

"You came here with him but not me!" She pouts like a puppy dog. "I'm sorryyyy. I did get a job here though! Can you believe that?!" Cher looked at me with wide eyes. "Do you know what that means?!" 

"I can play your songs!" We both jump in celebration together. She takes my hand and starts leading me somewhere, "Where are you taking me?" I can barely hear her but I can read her lips. "To meet some friends." Oh god, I'm not good at this. 

I try to fight her and head my own way but she won't stop insisting. "June Baine. I'm only asking once. You are meeting my friends!" I give in, she did use my full name...

She leads me to a private room, small, actually had furniture in it and people. I see around 6 guys and 3 women now making it 5 women. A specific person catches my eye talking to a red haired man. 

I make eye contact with the long haired man and shoot a soft smile at him. Fun Ghoul. Ghoul. He makes his way over to me, "Hey! Your Sweetheart right? From Killjoy Diner?" He smiles, he was relieved to see me again. "Yeah! Hey! Glad I got to see you again." I shyly respond. I wasn't sure how to feel about him, I liked him but there wasn't that type of energy. 

My eyes avert to the red haired boy, he had a drink in his hand and was leaned against a small bar. His eyes wouldn't leave mine or my body, his stare was intense. I looked away rather quickly and focused my attention on Cherry and Ghoul. 

"Since you guys already know each other, let me introduce you to the others!" Cherry says excitedly. Does that mean I have to actually speak to firetruck head? 

She drags me over to the rest, "Jet Star this is Cyanide Sweetheart, Sweetheart this is Jet Star!" He had fluffy hair and sunglasses, inside? Really? "Nice to meet you! Welcome to Club Destroya!" He brings me in for a hug unexpectedly. 

"Kobra Kid meet Sweetheart, Sweetheart meet Kobra Kid!" He had blonde hair and just smiled. He seemed shy but kind. 

Next up was firetruck. That's a good nickname. "Party Poison meet Sweetheart, Sweetheart meet Party Poison." He looks at me licking his lips. "Hi." I say softly trying to get him to speak. "You're pretty." he says sharply. "Oh! Thank you!" I blush. 

I'm then pulled away by Cher.