"Come oooonnn Andrew. You know your great now stop being so hard on your self." I said as Andrew sat at the piano in his home where I was visiting.
"But what if its not good enough? I've never done this before. What if they don't like me?" He spoke hopelessly.
"Andrew. Look at me. I'm your best friend. Do you honestly think I would lie to you about this? When have I ever lied to you. Tell me one time."
"Well I... Sigh never."
"Exactaly. Now sit up, and play the damn song." I said demanding he practiced.
Andrew let out a sigh and turned in his seat, sat up straight, and placed his hands on the key of his piano. I crossed my arms listening to him play. He was so great I couldn't understand why he would be so hard on himself. This is new for him. Tomorrow he has a meating with a studio to see if he can get a manger and if he is good enough to be accepted. He has been wanting this for a while. To go onstage, to have fans. That's all he would ever talk about. And now i'm not sure why he seems to not even care. Maybe its just the stress.
As he finished the song I gave him a smile and he smiled back. "Now see. Was that so hard?" I teased him.
He rolled his eyes and stood up. "I'm hungry. Wanna go grab a bite somewhere?" He asked.
We haven't eaten since 10 this morning and not it was 1 in the afternoon. Duh I was hungry! "Well yeah that's fine. Same place as usuall?"
He nodded his head. "I'm driving this time. You drive like a maniac and I'm pretty sure you'll get us in a crash."
"What! I am a great driver thank you very much." I said back.
"I'm playing Emma chill. C'mon before they close." Andrew said grabbing his keys. I followed behind him and he got into his car and drove of to the diner around the block where we always eat our lunch at.
When we got inside we sat down at the booth we always sit in and we where so well known their that we didn't even have to order anymore. They just see us and make our food because we always order the same thing. As our food came we ate, and pretty quickly might I add. But then again we hadn't eaten in 3 hours. I set my fork down and looked at him. "Andy?" I asked. Thats what everyone called him.
"Yeah?" he responded.
"Are we still going to be friends? No matter how famous you get you have to promise you wont forget me. Your the only friend I got and I don't wanna change that." I said
"Of course we will still be friends! And anyways i'm just a piano player. How famous can I get?"
Suddenly I jumped up. Oh It was just that dream again. Its been years since me and Andrew last talked and This week I have been having that dream over and over. That was the last time me and him really ever hung out or talked. He did get the contract and manger and everything and ever since he was excepted he was always to busy for me. Now I don't know where he is. We never hang out anymore. He doesn't even text or call me. He promised me and he broke it. I got out of my bed and threw on a quick outfit.
I left my house to go for a walk around town like I normally did. I heard Andrew finished his tour and was back in town. Maybe he still lived in he same house. But I couldn't just walk over there and be all "Hey remember me?" That would be creepy. He was in his second band now. I still haven't figured out why he quit his old one.
I walked into the same diner I used to go to with Andrew. I haven't been here in years. I would only come with Andrew but that's never happening again. I am surprised this place was still up and running. I walked in and remembered one of the ladys there. She didn't seem to remember me though. I sat in our old booth and had to order food this time. Of course I ordered my favorite.
Suddenly someone walked in. The lady at the counter started getting all excited. "Oh I haven't seen you here in forever! How have you been?!" I heard the man laugh. "I have been fantastic thank you for asking."
Imidiatly I reconized the voice. But it couldn't be?
