The Band Next Door (COMPLETED) [UNDER EDITING]

22; Nervous

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Dedicated dianevargas_ because she'll bite my ass off if i didnt

Amanda's POV

The feeling stuck with me for two days. We were back at Dustins house when the 24th came- the day of the dance- and I still felt like something bad was going to happen. I was jittery all day and couldn't stand still.

"Come on, Amanda. Sit down. We have to get you ready for the dance." Claire tried to force me to sit in a spiny chair by the bathroom mirror but I couldn't stop pacing around.

"I just feel like something bad is going  to happen tonight, you know?" My brows furrowed and I kept biting my lip in concentration.

"If I don't get you ready by 5, something bad will happen.  Dustin will go bat shit crazy on me. And I don't want to witness that. Now come on," she grabbed my hand and shoved the garment bag into my hand. "Put the dress on."

I gave her a blank look. "Can you get out?"

She crossed her arms  "I'm a girl. I have all the same girly stuff as you do."

"But you don't have all the scars all and crap." I pointed out.

Her eyes widened. "Oh shit I'm sorry. I didn't think of that  God I'm such an ass. I'll get out." She made her way to the door.

As soon as she was out, I took off my jeans and sweater and carefully slipped the dress on. I reached behind me to try and zip the back up but it was just put of my reach.

"Claire!" I called out as i gave up trying to zip it up.

The door opened but it wasn't Claire. I screamed and ran to shut the door. "Get out!"

"Why?" Dustin's voiced was filled with humor and longing. "I wanna see!" He whined.

"Claire said you can't. Go away and get Claire." I kept my back against the door to make sure he wouldn't try to come in again.

I heard him sigh but he walked away. "Just a little peek?"

"Get claire!"

A few minutes later Claire had zipped me up and given me the grey cardigan to pull on over it  she forced me down into the chair and took out a bunch of... things.

"What are those?"

"This," she held a long wand like thing up. "Is a hair curler. This is hairspray," she threw me the can which I barely caught. "And this is my make up bag." Claire hauled it onto the counter and it made a loud thunk. "Dustin gave my your phone and said he downloaded a bunch of songs on it."

I was worried at first but remembered the music we listened to in the car on the way to my aunts. "Okay." She plugged my phone into a speaker and went to ITUNES. A song came on and she squealed.

"Oh my freaking god! Sweet baby Jesus he put all of their albums on your phone! Even the one that hasn't come out yet!" She started fangirling over the song and got to work on my hair. She began pulling, combing, braiding, and curling all while singing to the songs that came up at random.

She was surprised I didn't know aby songs, so she put one on repeat and wouldn't change it until I knew the whole thing. It was actually pretty fun. The music was up as high as it could go to block out the practice the band had going on.

"Okay. The next verse is called the chorus. That's usually the lines that get repeated over and over again. Ready... and..." She taught me and busted out into song.