Unexpected (Avi Kaplan)

Titanium

I woke up the next day strangely happier than normal. I had managed to get a job without a resume, working with actual sound production things. And according to my calendar, it was only Tuesday. Mark it down. September 13th. The day my life changes. Looking at the clock, I noticed it was already 7:30. "Crap," I mutter and jump up, stumbling over my duvet and falling flat on my face in the process. "Can I not catch a break?" I sigh, carefully getting up so I didn't fall again.

Letting out a thankful sigh because of the warm hardwood floors beneath my feet, I pad over to the bathroom adjoined to my room. It wasn't anything special, but It was rather large for an apartment bathroom. The walls were the same slate gray as the walls in my room and the sink, tub, and toilet were white. A nice contrast if you ask me.

I only had an hour to get ready if I wanted to get Starbucks on the way and still make it on time. Good luck with that. Grabbing my toothbrush and toothpaste, I jumped in the shower, finding it easier and quicker to just brush my teeth while in the shower. Once I got out, I quickly wrapped a towel around my body and did a mini-jog into my closet. I glanced back at the clock: 7:45. Perfect. I began pulling clothes out of my closet, trying my best to find the perfect outfit for the first day of a job that didn't require formality.

Growling in frustration, I sat on my bed and closed my eyes as I took several deep breaths. Relax. It's your first day. You know exactly what to wear, just let it come to you. It always does. Opening my eyes, I looked back to my closet, getting up and hanging my clothes back up. When I finished, I grabbed my favorite black ripped skinny jeans and a white tank top. I know, I have a mild obsession with them. No need to point it out. After I got dressed, I returned to my bathroom and blow dried my hair before curling it only slightly so it appeared wavy rather than super curly or super straight. Once I put a little makeup, I grabbed a pair of tan ankle booties out of the dozens I have. Again, another obsession. But in my defense, I don't wear these often. They had a three inch heel and some fringe on the side. They were perfect. Once I slid them on, I glanced at the time one last time. 8:25. "Huh. A record," I mumbled before I grabbed my black leather jacket and slipped it on before grabbing my phone and keys.

I headed downstairs to the kitchen briefly to grab an apple from the fruit bowl, taking a moment to notice that the apartment had significantly less in it than it did yesterday. Kalyn was gone and I couldn't have been happier. Walking out, I head to my car, quickly getting in and pulling out of the driveway, fully intending to stop by Starbucks first.

I ended up ordering seven drinks, crazy I know, but I was determined to get on everyone's good side. And I mean everyone. I paid and carried both cup carriers out, setting them in the car before climbing in and driving towards the recording studio. Once I arrived I had about ten minutes to spare which I had to owe to the employees at Starbucks. Grabbing my phone and the carriers, I headed inside, telling the man at the front desk that I was there to see Bailey. He pointed me in the right direction and I headed down a hall, surprised that there weren't more doors. I quickly found the right room and managed to kick the door with my foot in some kind of knocking fashion.

Bailey opened the door moments later and I smiled as she let me in. "Sorry. Hands are kind of full," I said cheekily as I set the drinks down, handing her a cup with her name on it. "I wasn't sure what to get so I guessed. You kind of looked like a chocolate person," I said with a laugh before grabbing my own drink and taking a sip of it.

"You didn't have to do that, but thank you," she said with a smile as she took a seat at the soundboard. I followed, taking a seat next to her. "The others should be here any minute and then we can get started," she explained, sitting back and making sure everything was set up right.

As if on cue, Mitch walked in, an irritated look on his face. "Momma hasn't had her Starbucks so don't talk to me," he said, practically throwing himself on the couch opposite of them.

"Sometimes, you're too much of a queen for your own good," Kirstie said, trying her best to hide the grin she dawned.

Scott came in looking slightly irritated, but not nearly as much as Mitch. Probably the same reason, and he was followed by Avi and Kevin taking up a storm. Just as I expected, that conversation died the moment Avi caught sight of me. Nope. I'm not letting anyone ruin this for me.

Getting up silently, I grabbed one of the carriers and walked over to the trio. "Here. This should make you feel better, Your Majesty," I said as I handing him the cup with his name on it. He didn't even notice the cup in front of him until he opened his eyes which immediately brightened up as he took it. "Sorry Kirst. I know you're an actual girl and all but she's mine," he said as he protectively wrapped an arm around me.

I rolled my eyes and wiggled free before giving Scott and Kirstie their respective cups. "I tried my best," I said as I walked over to Kevin and handed him his cup. Throwing the empty carrier away, I returned to the last cup and grabbed it, walking over to Avi who seemed a bit shocked, but took it anyway. "I'm nicer than you give me credit for Oscar," I said as I turned around and walked back to my seat, ignoring the glare he shot my way.

Despite the fact that I was able to ignore the look and despite the laughter from the others, there were still unspoken words worsening the tension in the room. I turned to face him, raising a single eyebrow. "Anything you wanna get off your chest?" I asked calmly, bracing myself for whatever he had to say.

"You don't belong here. You're too nice, too weak. I don't even give you a week," he said blankly, his expression not changing.

Ouch. I kept my eyes on him, not letting myself give off any indication of the hurt I currently felt. Instead, only two words slipped through my lips. "We'll see."

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