calpurnia

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acacia pov
i felt the tips of my ears getting cold as i walked down the lit streets of vancouver. a piece of paper flapped in the wind as i approached it. i held the paper down as i read it quietly to myself "new member needed for calpurnia band, backup vocals". i read the rest to myself as i took a photo of it. i remember singing since i was little. i always loved singing. my love for music probably began when my mom was pregnant, she had a flamboyant, gay friend (A/N NOT STERIOTYPING HERE BECAUSE THIS IS TRUE. HIS NAME WAS GILBERT.) who played the piano and sang to me. so i have him to thank for that. i continued walking down the street, humming along to the music blasting in my ears. i was humming along to mac demarco's chamber of reflection, which, by the way earned a few concerned looks from strangers. the sun was setting, then the sky turned a beautiful pinkish, purple colour, it was breathtaking. i stopped for a minute until i began walking to the store to get some necessities. "hiya there marty, how are you doing today?" i said as i walked in. the nice security guard answered back, "just fine miss acacia" i smiled to him and got my medicine. i was diagnosed with ptsd, depression, anxiety, and insomnia, and am homeschooled. i shoved my hands into the pockets that my coat provided. my footsteps fell into the air in a sickly moment of surprise, i thought there was one more step then there actually was. my heart fell to my stomach as i shook it off. i walked into my local book and record store. i flipped through the vinyl records, finding nothing. i pulled a book of the shelf, identical, by ellen hopkins, then it by stephen king. i brought them to the front counter and paid for them. i walked out with my brown paper bag. i decided to take this time to call the number on the flyer i saw earlier to set up an audition. "hello?" a boy answered, "hi, um i wanted to see if i could set up an audition for calpurnia?" i replied, sitting on a bench, "oh yeah, sure, so, one of the times we have left is 4:30, is that ok?" he said. "yes! yes, that is great, my name is acacia ruiz" i said, and with that, we said goodbye to each other.