Chapter 21, Later Stranger.
Rayann's Point of view.
I am very pumped about tonight! Cheryl's letting me have a "Get together" or just a small party. But now I'm getting male it's like 6. "Hey, Rayann,right?" That neighbor said running up to me. "Yeah?" I said. "Is Cheryl going to work?" He asked I decided to lie. "Yeah,she goes at like eight and comes at like eleven thirty." I lied. "Thanks, see you." He said walking away. "Bye, Ethan." I said taking my mail and going inside.
It finally turned eight and loads of people showed up. Especially Evan.
"Cheryl, you need to go to work at like midnight." I told her. "Okay?" She said leaning on a wall.
Cheryl's point of view. Main character
She said get together, and it becomes a party. How does it happen to me? "You have a nice house." Someone beside me said. I looked beside me and it was that Kevin boy. "Do you just go to every party?" I asked. "No,just the ones where my parents make my sister drag me to." He said. "Who's your sister?" I asked. "Angela." He said. "Are you part British?" I asked. "Yeah,I'm from London. But I hide it. I'm just a step brother." He said. "That's cool." I said. "I really hate these parties though, I always end up walking home,she always sleeps over." He said. "Walking home sucks." I said making him smile. We spoke for an hour. "It's Sunday, And this is happening." He said. "I don't know about you but I'm going." I said grabbing my sweater. "Where? Can I come?" He asked. "I was only going to my room to protect it." I stated smiling.
We stayed in my room for the longest time, we hardly talked. But around 12:20 I decided to leave and go to work. "Where are you going?" Kevin asked. "To a place." I said, he shot up and followed me.
I got to work and it was empty. "Strange it's a studio for underground artist." He said. "Yup, I work here. I want to try something." I said. It was dark and empty so I decided to play the part of DNA where they are all going Ahh. It was loud and pretty sounding. "I want to hear a song." Kevin said.
I later showed him my booth and I sat in it and he stood behind me. "Do you know the song That's not my name?" I asked him. "Yes, why?" He asked. "You could help,cause your just the British guy to do it." I said smiling.
I started recording and I moved the chair so he'd have space. Did I mention that it video records it too so it's like the perfect CD. I started the beat with a laptop,then started to sing the song,and Kevin did the guy part in his great British voice. We basically shared the Microphone. Once the beat finished,we chuckled. Then I stopped recording. "I love the real voice." I said. He kind of smiled. "Yeah I'm glad, you know I used to find the song annoying." He admitted. "You found the Ting tings annoying?" I asked not really surprised. "Yeah,well you can't blame me. What made you sing it?" He asked. " No one remembers my name. They forget my name of all the things." I said. "Same here. So have you always been a singer?" He asked. "Um no I play a bit of guitar. But I've always loved music since I was little." I said. " I can imagine." He said. "Can you?" I asked. "Yeah." He replied. "Us wallflowers have got to stick together. There has to be perks." I said looking straight at him. "And they'll come to us..." He said. "Do you really think so?" I asked. "Yeah. I do." He said. "You're a good guy any one is lucky to be with you or have you." I said. "I have to go but, I really would love to see you again." He said. We exchanged numbers and then he left. And I pressed record again. "I should have said earlier,people have been forgetting my name so of course that was how I felt." I said. Then I stopped recording. I decided to go home. I exited the booth, and looked happily around I love my job! Then I simply turned and started to walk. "Cheryl?" A too familiar voice said. I turned to see Ethan locking his booth up. "How did you know?" I asked,which he then jumped up violently. "I didn't." He said truthfully. "You haven't been here in a while." I stated. "Yeah,but how would you know?" He asked. "Easy, I find out. I'm not stupid." I said. "Yeah well I was." He said, I rose a brow. "For kissing you. That was a stupid move." He finished. "It's a stupid move when you avoid your friend." I said. "How?" He asked. "You'd rather hide than face reality." I said coldly. "No that's you, can you just listen?" He asked. "Apparently not. I have better things-" "To do? Of course you do,don't you always." He cut me off. "I have better things to do than to stay here and fight with you all night!" I exclaimed. "Whatever you say." He said. "What the hell is wrong with you? I've never done not one selfish thing,and here you are telling me otherwise!" I exclaimed. "Whoa,whoa I just want to get something straight and thats all. That kiss was a huge mistake." He said. "And maybe we shouldn't have even met." He said. "Okay,first what? And second, are you sure this is about the kiss?" I asked folding my arms across my chest. "What are you saying now?!" He exclaimed. "And I thought we were real friends." I said. "Who ever said that?" He asked. "I did." I said. "Wow,well you were wrong. Clearly I don't for you or how you feel." He said. I could've broken down right there but I didn't for some reason I just took a deep breath and stood my ground. "Then I guess that's it then. Well you might as well go,it's no use fighting any longer,you obviously wouldn't care." I said. "Why don't you leave." He said. "I've still got recording to do." I said. "Well goodbye." He said walking off. "Later stranger." I said getting into the office,and angrily pushing the record button. "okay,I'm feeling pretty emotionally corrupted. I'm gonna sing something I don't know what but I'm.." I stopped,sighed, and closed my eyes. "I was going to sing DNA, but I'm going to sing ignorance by Paramore." I said, started the the greatness of the song and finally sang it. I sang Misery,Forget you(originally called F- you), Superhero by cher, Wings,and finally my favorite Sweet Nothing by Calvin Harris feat. Florence Welch. "Okay well it's like 4:35 am I think I should go,even though I drank like seven cups of coffee. Well see you." I stopped recording. I got bored real fast so I cleaned and decorated the whole place. I did other stuff I can't remember,but I did crash somewhere. In front of my office.
I felt some one dragging me,but I was too tired to care. Then something warm covered me,that really sent me back to sleep.
"Gosh! Cheryl,you scared me!" Danielle exclaimed coming in. "Sorry,I fell asleep." I said. "You stayed here all night?" She asked. "Yeah,I've missed weeks. I'm going to get coffee,while you watch what I did." I said walking out of our office. The office was connected to the booth,which was cool. I saw all the people looking around at what I did,but I just shrugged and made my coffee. Once I turn to get napkins that Ana girl crashes right into me spilling her ice water on me. "Oops." She said. "Wh-why'd you do that?!" I exclaimed."Oh got nothin to say now huh? Well I always knew the British were weak." She said. Usually she would've been screwed if she said that on my normal day,but my heart wasn't fond of hurting right now. So I went back to the office. Turns out that warm thing was a black sweater a male sized one. "Wow." Danielle said when the video finished. "I know I talked too much.." I trailed off. "No,no I loved it. Especially That's not my name with that boy. Loved that one." She said. I smiled in relief. "Since you worked all night you can go home." She told me.
I ended up home changed in comfy's and passed out.
End. After this is done I'll make another story of like a gothic girl,it'll be interesting trust me. Well I've got school so BYE!!!!!!!
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