Things Have Changed For Me

12!

Luna's POV

"Well, Connie, England is complete shit just like you said" Charlotte sighs, and I nod in approval. "No hot topics, just sainsburys, asda, Morrison's and a fucking forever 21, but no Emo meetup Hot Topic anywhere.

I only came to buy some new stuff for my bass, maybe even a new one, depended on the price. I had all my money converted into the English Pound before we arrived, so I could actually buy stuff.

We walked into a music store, I really didn't give a damn about the name, because I would not be coming back here again.

I browsed around the bass part, whereas Charlotte looked at the microphone cases and Connie looked at the guitars, and I saw a Black axe looking bass, in the corner, "Bitch DAT mine" I mutter and laugh to myself, I pick it up carefully and begin to strum it, seeing if it plays good.

"Not bad for £200" I whisper, and decide I'm getting this bass, so I carry it under my arm and go look for the case, and possibly a new strap. I find the case, hidden on its own case rack, so I pick it up, browse the tag, £20, and place the guitar into the case, so its easier for me to carry, now to look for the strap.

I look for a fabric one, so its easier to iron and sew patches into it. I find a plain black one and take it, £8, not bad.

I walk to the till and place the case on the desk, opening it up for the guitar to show. "That'll be £228 please" She asks me, and I hand her the money, I had brought £500 with me.

I catch up with Charlotte and Connie, who were comparing stuff to each others, like mic cases and guitar picks and actual guitars. Connie was going to buy the Mikey Way signature one, even though it was a bass, but she was probably better at bass then guitar.

Charlotte had chosen a black studded mic case, even though we advised her not to as it would probably poke someone's eye out, but she brought it anyway.

We were walking down the streets of Manchester, I had offered to put Charlotte's mic case in my guitar case, as you actually had to glue the studs on.

We were looking for the way back to the venue, as it was now going onto 4pm, and we needed to be back by 6. We saw the familiar church, and that was near where we were parked, so we walked down that way.

We soon found the buses and piled onto our one, finding Chloe and Blake making pancakes, so I placed my guitar case down and handed Charlotte her DIY crappy mic case.

She then began sticking the studs on, one by one, leaving room for her fist to clutch it when she sings. I discover that this bass is heavier than I expected, probably because the straps in it too.