Sorry for the awkward cliffhanger... and plot twist... And thank you for adding to reading lists and voting! (Can we get to 200 reads by January 9? Thats my birthday!)
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Dan POV:
"You're a twin?" I ask. I'm completely shocked. More shocked than when Ash even told me she was pregnant.
"Kind of..." She says, twisting her ring.
"What do you mean 'kind of'?" I ask.
"Dan? Are you coming?" Kyle yells from the hall.
"Yeah, one second!" I reply.
"We will talk later." I say, lowering my voice. "Come on." I motion for her to follow. We go down a slightly narrower hall into the room directly backstage. Some of our crew members are setting up our stuff.
"Perfect timing!" One of the new set up guys says. "Drums and Charlie's corner are set. Kyle's set up is almost done." Woody skips over to his drums, adjusting the snare drum like he always does. (He's convinced that it's always 'set up wrong'.) I sit go talk to Coop about how Woody wants to add Hangin to the setlist tonight (instead of Oblivion)
Laura POV:
I'm sitting on the edge of the stage listening to Woody soundcheck. Loudly. I twist a ring around my finger that I think i bought at an arcade with Drew. I decide to text him. I remember his phone got taken away and he was grounded all because he had broken a window.
Me: Hey Drew, do you have your phone back?
It takes a bit for him to respond.
Drew: Hey. Yeah. How've you been?
Me: Good. I have something to tell you.
Drew: Oh crap... Did you kill a man?
Me: NO!
Me: So you know how I've talked to my Dad via Skype recently?
Drew: Yeah...
Me: I'm in St. Louis.
Drew: WHAT? WITH HIM?
Me: Yeah.
Drew: What are go doing rn?
Me: Listening to the drummer soundcheck. Why?
Drew: WHAT? HES IS A BAND? YOU DIDNT TELL ME!
Me: Yeah. They're playing the Peabody Opera House tonight.
Drew: WHAT!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!
Drew: NBKJL:"OGJCHFGOIYUDHXGJ:IOUFXHCGJOPIUYFGH VJIOYGCHJKOUGCJVHOIUYFCGHJPIOUGCJVHOPIHUGYCVHJOPIHUGJCHIPv?
Me: U ok, mate?
Drew: BASTILLE IS PLAYING THE PEABODY TONIGHT.
Drew: YOURE TELLING ME YOUR DAD IS IN BASTILLE?
Me: Yeah... You never told me you were a fan...
Drew: YES I DID! I WEAR THAT WWCOMMS SHIRT LIKE EVERY DAY! WTH!
Me: Oh... I forgot. Sry
Drew: SEND ME A PICTURE PLEASE
I get off from the side of the stage and stand in the center aisle and take a picture of Woody hitting a cymbal with Dan and Will chatting in the background.
Drew: Now prove you're here.
I take an awkward selfie with the stage in the back
Drew: Of course you're wearing the Ella hat.
Me: Why do you hate her so much?
Drew: I don't hate her. I hate her music
Me: Whatever.
Drew: Wait... which ones your dad?
Me: Dan
Drew: JHGVHJHkjhgyfdurtsetrytygvgvfdsrERTFGHVBH!
Me: U ok?
Drew: It all makes sense.
Drew: You're a great singer.
Drew: And you have his eyes/hair.
Me: Do you stalk him?
Drew: NooooooooooooooOOOoooo...
Drew: But what's his lisence plate #?
Drew: *licence
Me: Rental car.
Drew: Crap.
Me: Fanboy.
Drew: I'm nOT GAY
Me: I never said you were..?
Drew: I gtg. Lunch.
Me: ITS 2:30 IM NOT AN IDIOT.
Drew: I know. Have you met my nana?
Me: No, is she in town?
Drew: Yes.
Me: Did she make you slick your hair with gel.
Drew: 😳 yes.
Me: picture. now.
Me: Hello?
Me:DREW
Me: PICK UP YOUR PHONE YOU SOGGY BOWL OF CEREAL
Me: ANDREW McCLAIN
Me: picK UP THE FREakING PHONe
I decide not to bother with him. I put my phone in my hoodie pocket.
"Who's Drew?" a voice behind me says. I turn around. Kyle is stooped over.
"What do you want?" I ask.
"To know who Drew is." He says.
"Some loser who felt bad for me when I moved into my new school." I reply.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Kyle whispers.
"I wouldn't date someone who was just fangirling over my Dad's band." I reply.
"Alright then. I won't ask." Kyle says, sitting down next to me on the side of the stage. "So, You play guitar I hear." He says.
"Yeah. And ukulele." I say, feeling like an idiot.
"I haven't touched a guitar in about two months because I couldn't bring it to my foster dads's house." Kyle looks behind me.
"I want you, Laura Smith," Kyle starts.
"Caraway" I correct.
"Okay, I challenge you, Laura Caraway, to get Charlie to let you play his guitar." He says, gesturing to over where Charlie is sound checking.
"Why?" I ask, thinking he's just talking to me so I'm not bored.
"I want to know how good you are, kid." He replies.
"And Charlie likes kids, so he'd be more likely to let you over Will." Kyle shrugs.
"Like, right now?" I ask, hoping that's not what Kyle means.
"No! The man's sound checking." Kyle says.
"But before the other band shows up, I want to hear you play." Kyle reminds me.
"It's been a while. I'm probably rusty." I reply.
"We'll wait and see."
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(Sorry for the short chapter. I wrote this around three AM and there is probably a bunch of typos)
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