Concert Princess

Melodies of Anticipation

I sat in my university class, filled with at least fifty students, I was trying to keep my eyes open but Mr. Farkenson was going on about color scheme or something like that, I was a creative arts student, I got noticed for my art that represented mental health, I yawned and continued to watch Mr. Farkenson talk about the difference between Turquoise and Bright Turquoise. Did I really care about that?, no. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, I received a text from my friend Dezi. It read "Have you checked your email recently?!."I thought no, why would I do that I had 60,000 unread emails, I was very unorganized in that aspect of my life. Don't judge!. My fingers glided a crossed the glass on the phone. "No, I haven't why would I?."I sent and set my phone in my lap. I tried to concentrate on Mr. Farkenson but it was hard, he was just a boring guy. My phone buzzed again. I sighed. I opened my text app. "You may want to, something exciting is happening!."I looked at my phone puzzled but listened, I opened my Gmail and there it was, Raging melodies written in big black font. I screamed. "Ms. Miller, would you like to enlighten us as to why you interrupted my explanation of Turquoise and why it is such a important part of the color wheel."Mr. Farkenson questioned me. I stuttered, I didn't like being put on the spot. "I-I uh don't really wanna talk about in front of the class Mr Farkenson.."I spoke and looked down, If he was gonna put me on the spot I was gonna do the same to him. "And why is that Ms. Miller."He asked positioning his glasses on his face more, here comes the kicker. "I'm dealing with lady problems Mr Farkenson.."I lied through my teeth, his face flushed and he looked down then back up at me. The whole class was dead silent. "Uhm you may be excused Ms. Miller." I gladly got up from my chair, positioning my hoodie to cover myself to sell the act even more, I have no shame whatsoever in my period. So what if people thought I stained my Jeans, at least I could get out of Mr Farkenson talking about color theory. I walked through the pews of people down the steps passed Mr Farkenson as he continued his Rant on Turquoise, I walked out of the classroom and heard the door close behind me, I needed to check my phone again to make sure I saw what I saw. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and sure enough it was still up on my screen, I read the email, "Come to Raging melodies for one last hoorah, Join 60 of you're favorite bands on this american tour a crossed the states, Enter to our Raffle for a chance to join the tour as a merch person, *must be 18 or older to enter restrictions may vary.*"The last time I thought of Raging melodies was when I was 16, I remember begging my mom to go but to no avail, she wouldn't let me, she didn't want me around older men, which I can honestly understand now, considering all the allegations in the metal scene. I dialed my bestfriend's Destiny's phone number. "Is this for real?."I said and started to walk back to my car, I was gonna have to leave anyways, I had work coming up.. "Uh huh, all our favorite bands in one place!, for a whole tour!."She spoke as excited as me, she was squealing. "How much are tickets have you checked, are they one sale yet?."I was speed walking to my car, I was gonna be late for work. "They don't go on sale till friday, but I can tell Storm, this ones gonna be big, were gonna have to stay up for the launch to get tickets!."She said in a serious tone. I ran up to my car unlocking it slamming the door behind me, I pushed the keys in the ignition and turned on my car, Dezi's voice connected to blue tooth. "We can do it though I believe in us!."I nodded and reversed out of my parking spot. "Are you almost here Mr Henry isn't gonna be happy if your late again Storm."I sighed knowing I couldn't afford another tardy from Mr Henry. "I know Dezi Stall him!, I am on my way to work now!."Me and Dezi were waitresses at the Denny's near our apartment. I've known Dezi since middleschool, almost highschool. "I'll try my best but you know him, he's a stickler about people being late.."She spoke into the phone. I sighed again, I was almost there our university wasn't to far. "Please just do your damndest."I said and ran a red light. "Shit!."I said and turned to look behind me for cops. "What?!."Dezi said in a worried tone. "I ran a red light, i'm fine, I don't think I see any cops..."I spoke and sat back in my seat, I continued to Drive Dezi hung up because Mr Henry showed up, great just my luck. It was Thursday, 3:56 PM, The time I was probably gonna lose my job. Once i got out of my nissan centra I ran into my place of work tying my apron at the same time Mr Henry stood there with a Scowl. I looked at the clock on the clock in machine, 3:58 PM, phew I made it with 2 minutes to spare. I clocked in. "Almost late again Stormi."I heard Mr Henry call from behind me. I turned and faced him. "But I made it, with two minutes to spare this time!."I said smiling trying to be positive in front of him. "But how many times were you late before then?."He questioned crossing his arms, he wanted to fire me, but he couldn't. He didn't have a reason to yet. "I'm watching you Stormi."He said and kept his scowl on his face. "I would hope so sir. You are my boss."I said and turned around fixing my apron. "Now if you'll let me, I'd like to do my job."I said and went to a family of four and seated them. Today was gonna be a long day...