Liv Share is not the American average. Instead of going to coledge and persuing a stable job, she chose her path as musician. when a long awaited drumming offer shows up right on her doorstep she gladly accepts. 5 guys and 1 girl and a cramped tour bus for 6 months, what could go wrong?
------------------chapter one-------------------
-opportunities-
i woke up to my phone blaring some form of metal. "fuuckkk" was all i could manage to get out of my mouth before my voice mail box ended the call i had just missed.
i rolled over and dug through my blankets trying to find my phone lost in what seemed to be and endless maze of soft fluffy shit. i scooted back on my bed now determined to find my phone and didt notice that my bed didt stretch on to oblivion and fell off the edge.
"ughhhhhhhhh". i yanked my blankets down to the floor and was greeted with my phone that had decided to magicayl appear and land on my face. i slowly lifted my arm and scooted it away.
after several minutes of just laying on my floor i forced my self to get up and go to the bathroom. i put my black and blue hair up into a bun and stepped into the shower.
i looked like a fucking raccoon when i got out because of my eyeliner and just decided i was to lazy to deal with scrubbing my eyes right now. i proceeded my ever so lovely morning by slipping into a pair of black skinnies and a suicide silence shirt.
i drug my half asleep self into my kitchen and decided that coffee was to "mainstream" and just chugged a monster instead. i could hear the voice mail tone going off on my phone and just kinda stood and listened to it until i decided i was ready to move.
not to long ago i had put up and offer for a drumming spot in really any rock or metal band but i had my doubts the call was for that. i unlocked my phone and listened to the new voice mail.
" hi, I'm just calling to let you know that my band currently is looking for a new drummer. umm, i'd really appreciate it if you called this number back as soon as possible to let me know if your even still interested... umm ok thanks, bye" end of message to dellete th- "i hung up, god i hate that stupid voice mail lady"
i redialed the number and on the 4th ring someone picked up. "hi, umm, i was just calling to about the drumming offer for your band?". "oh ya! your the chick chris was talking about! your takig the opening right?!?"... "ugh, ya i was hopping it was still op-" "yay! my names Balz and i play the key bourd in the band!" i heard a faint voice in the background ask Balz who he was talking to,i heard shuffling through the phone and someone else started talking, " sorry about him.. he just drank 3 cups of starbucks, apperenly by balz's exitment im taking you want the offer?". "ya, id love it." "sweet! i'll text you somewhere we can meet up today." "okay sounds like a plan... bye".
we both hung up at the same time, i just stood in my room for a second and then started screamingand running around and jumping like a maniac... i had received a text from Chris, the guy i was talking to on the phone.
"tour starts in 3 weeks."
