Juniper and her best friend are spending the summer in Hawaii at her friend's aunt's house. They have finished their exams and are looking forward to enjoying the warm weather, sipping on cocktails, meeting hot guys, and attending concerts on the be...
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Everyone's feeling quite nervous about our first concert, our first besides the ones we held back in our hometown. I can feel the nerves in Jax's little jumps, in Sonny's shaky leg, and even in Hunter's constant finger cracks.
I'm nervous myself. My hands are sweaty - which isn't good - and I can feel the electricity of my anxiety traveling through my veins.
I'm ecstatic, I'm thrilled and I'm scared.
I take a sip of my cheap beer bottle while I listen to the other rock band play. They're good. They're better than us.
I shake my head and try to get rid of these intrusive thoughts.
We're also good - I try to convince myself - otherwise, we wouldn't be here.
The band suddenly stops playing and the crowd claps vigorously. A speaker announces our band's name; it's our turn now.
I take a deep breath, clean my sweaty hands into my black jeans, and grab my drumsticks.
"It's our time to shine, boys." Sonny forces a smile. "Three songs, just like we practiced."
We all nod and then step up to the stage. The crowd cheers and everyone takes their places.
It's now or never.
It's time to make our band's name worthy.
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"You can't possibly be healthy in your head." Avril presses her index finger into my forehead. "You can't wear that! Tonight is rock night!"
I look down at the clothes I have on. I see nothing wrong with them.
"I don't have any rock clothes." Avril scoffs and shakes her head.
"You can borrow some of my clothes." She slides through the hangers in her closet. "I can't believe you wanted to go to a rock concert in a cardigan!"
"It can be chilly outside." I justify myself, pulling the cardigan's sleeves.
"There will be too much human heat for you to worry about being cold." She passes me a few hangers with a selection of black clothes. I scrunch my nose.
