everlong

something else

August 23, 1991
I put on a white v neck and leather black skirt. I'm interviewing Nirvana today, one of my favorite bands. I've been in love with them since bleach. I slipped on my vans and got my bag, leaving my shitty apartment.

I tapped my fingers along to Touch Me I'm Sick on the dashboard of my car, which was piping hot in the LA sun. I'm meeting with the band at a cafe. I parked and got out of my car, already sweating profusely in the sweltering hot sun. I walked in, looking around for the band. I spotted the trio and headed over.

"Hey, I'm Julia, I'll be interviewing you guys." I shook all of their hands. "Before we start this, I just wanna say I'm a fan of you guys. I love bleach, and ive seen you guys a handful of times." They all grinned. "Thats so cool, thank you." Kurt said.

I smiled faintly and got out my tape recorder and writing pad. "Alright, let's get down to business." I started my recorder. "So, you guys have your album, nevermind coming out soon. What was the muse for this album? And are you 3 happy with it?"

"We think its gonna do alright, and it went pretty well. I struggled with some drum parts, but its fine." Dave said, tucking his hair behind his ears. I nodded. "Dave, you've recently joined nirvana, and how do you feel about you guys's rising popularity? How are handling this?"

Dave bit his lip for a second. "I used to be in Scream, but our separation was a bit um, sudden. I felt kinda overwhelmed at first, but I dont regret a thing. Krist and kurt here are really talented." Kurt laughed and looked down.

"Daves just the perfect drummer. He hits so hard, he's full of fuckin energy." Kurt enthused. I smiled and asked them a few more questions. "Alright fellas, this concludes our interview. It was really cool meeting you all." I grinned. Kurt smiled.

"You're really neat, Julia." Krist said. I blushed and scooped up my belongings. "Bye guys." I rushed out with my stuff, feeling satisfied.

September 15, 1991
I ordered my coffee, then returned to the article I was working on. I was having severe writers block. I cursed under my breath and shoved my stuff back into my bag. I rested my chin on the heels of my hands. "Hey." A voice said from behind, making me jump.

I whipped my head around. Dave stood there, chuckling. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I just saw you, and you did our interview a month ago. Julia, right?" I smiled and nodded. He grinned. "You can sit down instead of standing there like a fuckin idiot." I giggled. He playfully shot me a look, then proceeded to sit across from me.

We talked for what felt like hours. "I don't understand why someone so smart would like 3 dumb shits like us?" Dave said, looking me in the eyes. I giggled. "You're very talented Dave. Stop being so hard on yourself." I said. He smiled at me. "I need to go, I've got an article to work on." I said. "Give me your number. You're something else, Julia." I blushed and wrote my number in red ink on a napkin. "Bye now." I smiled before getting up.

Dave's P.O.V
"Hey, I saw that girl that interviewed us, Julia today." I said, wiping the sweat from my face. "Really? She was fuckin cool." Kurt said. I nodded. The truth is, I haven't been able to get my mind off of her since we met at that cafe. She was so beautiful and nice. Shes so intelligent, yet she'd give us high school dropouts a chance. She's truly something else.