Would It Help If I Bled? // Jann (ENG)

Chapter 1

I was sitting on the chair in the middle of my room for a good thirty minutes, staring at a one, three minutes long video. Should I send it or not? Should I maybe change something in it? Maybe I can play it better than I did? No, nevermind, I should finally stop. 

-Okay, I'm sending.- I said to myself in thoughts, loudly exhailing. I didn't even know I had my breath holded. 

_vic_67_:

Hi Jann!
I'm Victoria. I took action in probably one of my most creative ideas I've ever had. I sat down with my guitar and tried to arrange your song, so it would be lovely if you can spend those three minutes of your time to watch it and let me know what do you think about it. Thanks!

For the last hour I've been sitting and recording my cover of Jann's song called "Gladiator". Jann is not so popular artist, he only has like thirty thousand followers on Instagram, and he only has ten songs, but I'm pretty glad that I was able to discover him. Except for the part that I privately listen to only heavy metal, rock, etc., Jann's songs have truly hit my heart hard. I don't really think that I can call myself his fan, but I truly hope for his career to grow bigger and bigger, especially because "Gladiator" already has a lot of views both on Spotify and Youtube, even though it's been only a week since its release. 

-I did it.- I said to my friend Laura, who was sitting on my bed. I changed my position for a more comfort one, and blocked the screen of my phone. 

-Oh, that's great. And what was all that questioning for, hm?- she asked rhetorically while shrugging her shoulders. Then she came back to something she has been busy with since passing my door frame - scrolling on TikTok. 

-Yeah, I hope he will answer.- I said while putting a chips inside my mouth, that I took from a package laying on a desk in front of me. Those chips have been open for too long, they definitely don't taste good. 

-C'mon, he will. And even if he won't, you aren't the one and only chick hopping inside his DM's.- she laughed and decided to start throwing all of her stuff into a huge bag. This bag could literally hold all of things she has in her apartment and probably a half of mine as well.- I'm going home.  Tomorrow's math test won't pass itself.- she kissed my cheek.- Byeeee!- she screamed leaving my apartment. 

Yeah, the test. I looked at a clock to see if it's even worth to study, or better don't give a damn about it and go to sleep, won't go to the first class which is obviously maths. At a fucking 8 AM. 

It's 8 PM. Well, I guess study it is. It's Sunday, so I can be tired tomorrow morning. I have slept enough this weekend. Last school year is not a joke. Even though I see school as a really boring and dumb task, and I would love to finish it and never return, I would also love to push myself hard enough to pass the mature test with satisfying results. I would like to have a profession obviously. Especially because I don't think I'mma go far with my guitar. I am not able to create something by myself, writing new music is not something I'm good at. I also could never create a band. I'm really not the most creative person who ever walked this earth. Unfortunately. 

I opened the book on a topic, which will be the death of me tomorrow morning, at a inhuman hour, took my notebook and started studying. I was in the middle of fourth excersice, when I heard a doubled notification from Instagram. I sighed angrily, because someone is clearly bothering me when I finally encouraged myself to sit down and study. I cursed in my mind for not turning this stupid device off. 

i unlocked my phone and clicked Instagram, then DM's to see who texted me and I swear my jaw fell to the floor when I saw who it was. Deadly shocked I clicked the chat.

jann_music_:

Wow, girl, it sounds awesome! I would never think about adding a guitar to gladiator and making it a bit more rock type :O

jann_music_:

How long have you been playing for?

Oh my God. He likes it. It must be the best thing I've ever heard about my guitar skills. The feeling of a author complimenting your version of his songs is unable to describe.

_vic_67_:

Oh thank you so much, it means a world to me :)) I've been playing for two years now, so we spend a bunch of time, just me and my ESP 

jann_music_:

Oh, amazing, but unfortunately the sound in your video is not very clear :/ some sounds are cut off 

_vic_67_:

I wish I had a professional equipment, but unfortunately I do not so it is what it is haha

jann_music_:

Well are you from Warsaw perhaps? If you don't mind me asking

_vic_67_:

Yeah, I am

jann_music_:

Would you like to maybe visit my studio and play live for me? I really really liked it

_vic_67_:

Yeahh, sure. Wow you surprised me a bit now hah. When are you free? 

We exchanged some more messages to plan our meeting, and also we gave eachother our phone numbers to have an easier and faster contact. 

I cannot believe. I just cannot believe. Am I seriously supposed to play "Gladiator" in front of Jann next Friday? Am I fucking dreaming or what? Is someone making jokes of me, for god's sake? I was sitting and staring into my notebook like I saw my future in it, and I was questioning everything that happened this evening. But there is only one thing I know for sure. I won't be able to focus on maths anymore today.