❝I've been just the rockstars girlfriend and that's fun n' all but I always had this thought in the back of my mind that just said 'fuck this, I'm gonna be the rockstar'. ❞
Lilith Silva knew she belonged on the stage just like her idols but to get t...
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Chapter Three ──── On Through The Night
The atmosphere of Los Angeles was all that occupied Lilith's senses at the moment. The air caressing her skin with a gentle breeze, her view overtaken by the luminous colors of building signs that were enhanced by the night sky, and the sound of the crowded streets could be audibly heard but not loud enough to where she couldn't hear Cameron and Marie in the front of the car.
It was Wednesday night and the three girls were headed to The Troubadour. Lilith was in the backseat of her friend Marie's car with Marie driving and Cameron in the passenger seat. She found entertainment in sitting in the back as she could enjoy the scenery from the window without having to worry too much about her input toward the conversation with the two in the front, only chiming in every now and then.
"Well, I think it's very telling on your pick of which member of the Beatles you'd marry." Marie debates with Cameron as the two had been engaged in a frivolously scattered conversation.
"I doubt that." The dirty blonde responds, taking a drink from the Jack Daniels bottle she brought. "Okay well whose your pick?"
"I would have to go with Ringo" Cameron's answer is quick to gain laughter from Marie and Lilith.
"My point still stands." Marie triumphs while Cameron playfully rolls her eyes.
"Cameron you set yourself up with that one." Lilith asserts making Cameron turn to her with a sheepish expression.
"I know but I like for Marie to think she's wrong sometimes." A scoff comes from Marie as she briefly takes one of her hands off the wheel to shove Cameron.
"If you make me spill this you're not getting a single sip when we get out." Cameron lifts the bottle in a taunting way before passing it to Lilith, who quickly took a swig. The familiar bittersweet taste residing on her tongue.
"You bitch." Marie jokingly jabs. This back and forth was regular for the two since Lilith introduced them to one another. Marie was pretty much the complete opposite from the other two, coming from a more proper and wealthier background. Lilith had befriended Marie in her sophomore year of high school, connecting over a strong distaste toward their math teacher.
"Okay miss know it all, whose your Beatle of choosing?"
"Paul, obviously." She answers while the other two both decide to poke fun. "Obviously." They mimic her as Lilith passes Cameron back the bottle.
"Driven perfectionist. Yep, that's your match Marie." Lilith quips drawing her attention back to the window, "Right, we would go so well."
"You're not getting out of this question Lilith." Marie continues, "Whose your pick?" She peers her eyes to Lilith, through the rear view mirror.
"George", no explanation was added to her answer but both girls sitting in the front didn't need it anyway.
"The quiet stoic guitarist. Guess we're 3 for 3 in obvious answers." Cameron turns to Marie who wears a smug expression.
