Her band has just finished their first American tour. The band is on the rise, song after song hitting the charts. But with fame comes a lot of complications. Charlie, an emotionally unavailable drummer who is struggling with more than she's like to...
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BUZZ
BUZZ
BUZZ
I shot up, rubbing my eyes and grabbed my phone that had woke me up. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Mabel, we have an interview today so maybe it's just about that so I answered.
"Hey, Mabel. What's up?"
"You have some serious explaining to do."
"What?" I said, rubbing eyes again. "What are you talking about?"
"You and Hailee last night... the media is all over this." Realisation hit me and I shut my eyes, sighing down the line.
"That... it was nothing. I went out with Romeo and we ran into Hailee and Griffin so we had dinner."
"Well from what it looks like is you went out on a date with a girl who has a boyfriend, one who is one of the biggest names in the business. The last thing the band needs is bad publicity, the interview today... fix it."
And she hung up.
I leaned back and let myself flop back down the couch, groaning as I did.
How could I let this happen?
I sighed, knowing I had to get up and shower before heading to this interview. I dragged my legs off the couch and sat up, my back aching from the position I was sleeping in.
Note to self: don't sleep on the couch.
I stood up, stretching my limbs as I did so and treaded up the stairs to the bathroom and turning the shower on. I shedded my clothes and hopped in, letting the hot water soothe my skin.
Last night played on my mind. Hailee looked so hurt when she left. I hate how we left things. I had every opportunity to talk to Hailee but I didn't. I want to get to know her and I want to talk to her about everything but I can't.
Should I text her and apologise? She won't answer. What would you even say?
I miss her.
She's not your girlfriend!
I turned the water off and climbed out of the tub, grabbing my towel and wrapping it around me. I walked into my bedroom and sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall in front of me.
~
All four of us stood in the middle of the set, a table with a giant Jenga set sat on top of it and cameras pointed our way. The crew told us that the interview questions were on each Jenga piece so we'd take turns moving a piece, reading the question, everyone sharing their answer and then placing the piece on the top of the tower.
Ocean went first.
"What is your favourite movie? Um, probably, Mean Girls, I think." She said and when silence filled the room she nudged Emmie, who was stood next to her whose eyes were following a fly, to answer.
