Lizzie's P.O.V.
I couldn't help but notice Anna felt uneasy about this. She was pacing the length of the stage, stopping every now and then to check her bag, to make sure she had packed enough clothes and other necessities. I thought about what we should do while we waited for Vic to get here. "Anna!" She jumped up from her bag. It had been about two weeks since the funeral, we worked at the diner to pay for the tickets to California. Pretty soon they would be paying us though, to check sound at each of their shows."Let's do this one last time, before we leave." She looked up at the mic center stage and back at me. I climbed the stairs to the sound booth, once more before I turned it over to a couple of rookies right out of college.
They reminded me of myself, except I was a dropout. Everything they taught me in college, I already knew. I got so bored that I left. My mother screamed at me and my father practically disowned me. I was 18 and I was able to live on my own, so I traveled all the way from New York to Texas, working minor jobs until I was 20. When I walked into this place I was sick as a dog, and I didn't have enough money to even buy cough medicine. Ms. Olivia was my savior, she cleaned me up and gave me cold and flu meds, and nursed me back to health, then she convinced her sister to let me work here. Before she introduced me to Anna, she told me everything that had happened to herself and Anna. I was in a similar situation so I felt obligated to be the big sister she never had. We've been close ever since.
I stood in the sound box and hit the special lighting, Flipped on the mic and plugged my phone into the adapter. I scrolled through all the songs on my list, while in Texas you gotta have a little country music in your blood. Miranda Lambert's Gunpowder and Lead was the first to pop up. "Sing with me Lizzie!" She yelled up at me. I ran down as the intro started playing.
"County road 233, under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ole me
I've got two miles 'til, he makes bail
And if I'm right we're headed straight for hell"
You can only guess who, walked in on us singing, none other than the mayor's little prick, Samuel.
"Well hello ladies." He looked over to our bags. "Going somewhere?"
"Hell yea we are." I said to him, Miranda's voice still echoing through the empty auditorium. Anna stood on the stage, she looked ready to pounce at any second. "Why are you leaving so soon Anna, we haven't even been on a date since I got back?"
I rolled my eyes but before I had the chance to speak up, Anna's knight in long hair showed up. "Well it could be because she's my girlfriend now..." He put one hand on Sam's shoulder. Sam jump around swinging. Vic ducked under it and clocked Sam's head right off his shoulders. I and Anna stood speechless, then I saw Anna's face light up, she smiled from ear to ear. "Hey!" She said jumping up to hug him. Sam sat up on the ground. "My father will hear about this! This whole place will be shut down.
"Yes, of course, your father will shut down the number one money maker in our town." Anna's aunt walked down the stairs right after her uncle. He lifted Sam to his feet and dragged him out of the place. "Besides I wouldn't mind retiring early!" He yelled at Sam.
"Thanks guys." Anna smiled at them. "Thank you for everything you did for me and mom, I owe you everything, I probably shouldn't even go."
"No, no, no, if you stay now, you will be stuck forever, trust us, we know. We came to see you off and help you load some stuff in the car." They picked up some bags and pillows and we loaded them in Anna's jeep. We hugged her goodbye and began to pile in the car. Her uncle was in the driver's seat, I next to him and the two lovebirds in the back.
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