To all my dearest readers,
I'm sorry if this story was not updated for so long. To be honest, I kinda want to erase this story because I was too busy with school works that I didn't have time to write and update this. Highschool life just brought me too much stress, especially now that I'm graduating. But anyway, I'm continuing it for you guys. But I do not guarantee that I will update this every week.
My Deepest Apologies,
-Aby
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Lily finally agreed to make Richard and Robert official members of the band. And now, we’re all set and ready to take on the journey… except for one thing. We still don’t have a Band Name…
It’s really hard to think of a name that suits your band. We have to be extra careful because that band name will be always with us. While we were vigorously thinking of a name, my phone suddenly ringed. It was our band manager. He said he wanted to meet all of us right away. So the minute I hung up, we immediately go out to get a cab. Surprisingly, it started to rain. And we were all soaked up the moment we got our taxi cab.
We met him at Subway near his house (And yes, we’re still wet). You can never imagine the look in his face when he saw his adoring band. He asked us to take a sit, and we did. He cleared his throat and started talking.
“So… This is the band?”
“Yes, of course!” I happily replied.
“So here’s the thing…”
We went as close as possible to him so that we can hear what he’ll be saying, which he found a little awkward.
“I was planning to register your band to a national ‘battle of the band’.”
When we heard that, we got all excited and were giggling softly. We didn’t notice that everyone else in Subway was staring at us like we were some kind of a lunatic.
“By the way, what’s the name?”
“The whaaa?” Stefani asked.
“The name of your band…”
We went completely silent. I scratched my head and told him that we haven’t got a name yet.
“If we don’t have a band name… Does that mean we can’t compete?” Richard nervously asked with his fingers crossed. I saw Robert biting his nails.
“Unfortunately… You can’t” He said and the joy in our faces faded.
“But…” He continued and we then got our hopes back again. “I won’t let that happen” He whispered and smirked.
He then handed us a piece of blank bond paper and told us to jot down our full names and the instruments we play.
After that, he put the paper in his pocket and left us because he said he have a meeting to attend to. But of course he can’t leave us here with an empty stomach. So he let us order anything we want, and paid everything. I love this band life.
“Ah… one more thing” He went back to us and saw me chewing my sandwich like a mammoth (I can tell it was a disgusting sight).
“You have one week to practice a song” He said and off he go to his black BMW.
We decided to play “Hey Jude” to honor our favorite band, The Beatlles.
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