.perfect all american bitch. .Patrick Verona.

First time musicians.

(Jo's POV)

AFTER FINDING OUT that we played for the manager of club skunk very soon, we spent the whole night playing and replaying our set.

Kat and I had chosen to take a whole range of songs with us just in case they asked more of us.

All the songs are foolproof, as we practice all the time.

We contemplated playing our own songs but eventually decided against it.

Once we had packed away all our equipment (which to be honest is not a lot) and we had changed into our outfits, we headed to Club Skunk.

Kat and I decided that we would not put on flashy outfits for our first time there. Kat chose to wear her blue jeans which have bands patches and a flowy white top. I wore my basic low waisted jeans and a small band tank top.

As we pulled up to Club skunk, the nerves hit me.

"I wonder how this is going to play out for us. I have never played actual judges like this." I say to Kat as I grab my bag of sheet music and my box with my mic kit.

"I don't know how id react if they said were shit." Kat laughs as she reaches for her guitar.

We slam the car shut and walk into the building.

Our first task is to find out where they want us to set up, hopefully not the main stage. I couldn't handle that straight off.

"Hi, were looking for the manager?" I hear Kat say to one of the workers with a big smile on her face.

"Oh- Yes you must be Katerina and Joanna! Follow me, follow me." The lady clasps her hands together as she rushes to open the double doors for us.

"Kevin! The girls are here!" The lady shouts into the room.

"Hello!" A man, presumably Kevin, greets us.

As he steps towards us, with his hands outstretched to shake our hands.

"I am Kevin, the owner. I am quite close with your friend Pat. You must be Joanna..." He pauses to look at me, "And Katrina?"

Kat and I nod and smile.

"It's great to meet you, Pat has told me a lot about you. Shall we get to work?"

"What sort of songs were you going to play?" Kevin questions us as he helps us move towards the stage.

"Well, we had planned to do covers for today- we have our own stuff if you wanted to hear that." Kat says.

"Yes, I think I will, Tonight- if you're good enough, which I'm sure you are as Patrick spoke very highly of you- you will be able to play your own stuff."

"That sounds a lot better. Our music notes and sheet notes are in that bag, Jo." Kat points towards the bag which rests next to me.

I open the bag and hand Kevin our papers.

We watch as he glances through and does a nod of approval.

"I'm ready to go when you are Jo." Kat nudges me towards the stage.

The walk up to the stage was very nerve-racking considering we were performing for two people.

Kat and I move to the speaker and plug in both Kats guitar and mic, and my mic.

We share a look of slight nerves.

"Shut up. We'll kill it." Kat whispers.

I now talk into the mic as I watch Kevin and the lady sit on the tables before the stage, "for these songs we'd need a drummer, but we don't have one-"