second chances won't leave us alone | p.t.v

Chapter Thirteen: Fashionably Late.

Chapter Thirteen: Fashionably Late.

I swpet at loose confetti, after another band had just finished off and went off to party. Leaving me and the rest of the crew to clean up backstage. As I sweep the last of the confetti that had been tracked backstage, my phone buzzed in my back pocket.
"Whatcha doing tomorrow?"
I grinned at my text.
"Nothing."
I hummed whole I swept up the pieces of torn paper. Some artists shape there own confetti and just sit back stage, ripping up paper and having a ball. My phone buzzed once, but it surprised me when it kept buzzing. I pulled it out to see Vic was calling. I raised my eyes grows and slid it open to answer.
"Yello." I spoked, keeping my phone jammed between my ear and shoulder.
"Hey, sorry it was easier asking over the phone." Hearing his voice made me smile and soothed me.
"No, that's fine, I was getting bored of sweeping confetti anyway." I was now leaning against the broom handle.
"Ok anyways, I have nothing on tomorrow so I was wondering if you wanted to come hang over here. You can bring Anna if you want to, I think Mike seriously wants to meet her properly."
"OH MY GOD IS THAT CACTUS?! CACTUS!" Someone screamed in the background.
"Mike fuck off." Vic yelled causing me to softly laugh.
"BRING YOUR DAUGHTER WITH YOU!" Mike screamed again.
"Jesus Christ. Michael leave the fucking room." I heard Mikes yelling out a few profanities in the background.
"Sorry, I think Mike had too much whiskey." I chuckled.
"Don't worry about it."

"So what do you think?"
"Yeah that's sound great and I'm sure Anna would love to come too. Make sure Mike doesn't run his mouth though, it's bad enough if she accidentally hears it from me." He chuckled.
"I'm sure you'll keep him in check. So come around one? You can have lunch here if you want."
"If your making Mexican hell yeah." I could almost hear him smirking.
"Do we eat anything else?"
"Probably not."
"Yo, Cat, were all heading home, dump the broom come on." Jack yelled down the hall to me.
"Sorry, I have to go, I'll probably see you tomorrow or text you later or something."
"Yeah, that's fine, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye."
"Cya Kitty." I smiled widely as I slipped my phone back into my pocket.
"CATHERINE SPURTS!" Jacque screeched down the hall.
"Jesus Christ I'm coming." I yelled back, leaning the broom against a far wall. I jogged towards and jumped on Jacque back.
"Oh my god, did a hippo just jump onto my back."
"Nope, but a whale did."
"Oh I can tell." I kicked her shin and quickly slid off her before she could whack me back and darted away and walked next to Casey. I draped my arms lazily over her shoulder.
"When are we going dress shopping." I asked her. She wrapped her arm loosely around my waist.
"Patients my maid of honour the time will come." I chuckled and squeezed her tighter as we walked chatting away.

"Anna stay still." Casey complained as she tried to tie a bow in Anna's hair. She bounced around in her seat her eyes alight with excitement.
"Anna, honey, let your aunty tie your bow, then you can go crazy." I said over my shoulder while I absentmindedly made myself a coffee.
"What's Uncle Mike like?" She asked me for what felt like the thousandth time. I lightly laughed.
"Don't worry he's one of my old friends. He is wonderful, you'll love him and he'll love you. You've met him, remember." Anna groaned.
"But that was for two seconds." I rolled my eyes a turned.
"You spent nearly the whole afternoon and night with them." She rolled her big brown eyes.
"But that wasn't for long."
"There." Casey said, pulling the bow tight. Anna grinned up at me, her brown curls bounced on her shoulder, a blue bow tied to the side of her head. She was wearing a little sundress with snowflakes on it. The bow tied with some blues on her dress. I smiled.
"You look beautiful chook." I told her, sipping my coffee. She grinned crinkling her eyes.
"Thanks mama." She hoped off her little stool and gave Casey a quick hug on the leg.
"Thank Aunty Cassabear." Casey smiled down at her, gently patting her head.
"No problem kiddo." I looked at the time and choked on my next sip of coffee.
"Crap, it's 12:45." I rushed over pouring the rest of my coffee down the drain. I watched it sadly wash away. I'm so sorry coffee some things are more importantly in life. Ok maybe I'm lying.