Drawing Voices

ASAP Chapter Twelve

 

 "We are off to The River Rat Pack Tour" Kyle screamed running up and hugging Dan who was reaching over for a slice.

"What’s that?" Said Dan patting Kyle on his back from the stubborn hug.

Woody handed me a leaflet with a picture of a band playing on a canal boat. It read-

The River Rat Pack is an entirely unique concept, taking a group of talented, up and coming musicians on three barges to live, play live and collaborate for a week, while cruising from London to Oxford ~ dropping anchor at venues along the way for old school, shambolic pub performances. The hotly tipped Sound of Rum, Joker and the Thief, Holy Vessels, Bastille and Dark Moon join River Rat Pack founder and festival favourite Beans on Toast for the tour setting-sail on May 22nd in London, building up to an all-day mini-festival on May 29th in Oxford. Each night you'll catch the whole line-up live in various venues, while performances atop of the barges during the day will be a perfect chance to swill lashes of Pimms with the traveling festival. The emphasis of the tour is on collaboration and community, and that is extended to the audience as well with all shows being free entry.

"It's where we get to sing the songs that we have got so far and play them whilst on a canal boat. It will produce so much more publicity and hopefully we will attract an audience." Said Woody; thinking along the serious lines.

"When?" Dan asked moving his empty hand across his hair acting a bit nervous.

"Next week!" Said Kyle jumping around the room like a headless chicken.

Dan smiled. "Ok, I’ve finished my exam today and haven't got another one for a while now so yeah." Moving an arm around the back of me.

"You're coming too Lola!" Said Kyle leaving me with no choice "So i hope you haven't got any work to do."

"Me! Come with you on tour?" I said shocked at the offer and placing the crust of my pizza down.

"Babe you're one of us. Janna's coming" Kyle said as he sat back down on sofa.

"If I can, I will then.... but only if you don't mind." I said a little scared in case I wasn't actually welcome.

"Great. Well I'm off to bed now. Night!" Sprung up Dan as he grabbed my hand and pulled me with him leaving the conversation at that. 

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Still Lola's P.O.V

It was Sunday afternoon by the time we arrived at the starting point for the tour. Straight away we were allocated to our boat which almost immediately set off in order to arrive at our first stop in Tamisis Dock.

Whilst inside it was a lot smaller than expected. There was a basic cooking area with a sink and two hobs with a fridge underneath. A long sofa with a bench like table and then in the back room was 4 single beds.

"Dibs on this." Said Woody as he placed his rucksack on a bed that was underneath a small window..

"We're having this one" said Kyle pointing at the bed in the middle of the back wall.

"I'm having the other window bed." Said Will as he opened up the window to let some fresh air in.

"Well that means we get this" Said Dan as he slumped onto the bed in the middle of the room.

Suddenly Kyle ran behind me and pushed my back so that i fell straight on top of Dan producing a massive "Huuuuuh" from him. I quickly moved off and apologized as Dan smiled cheekily.

"To the top of the boat. Let's play some games." Said Kyle giving a cheeky wink and walking towards the fridge pulling out some beers. 

"I'll join you in a few minutes" Said Dan looking a little upset.

I decided to wait behind and see what was wrong. Dan was sitting at the end of the bed staring at me. "What's wrong Danny Boy?" I asked as i moved my arm around his back.

Dan moved his hand through his hair and looked down at his knee.

"I was being to optimistic about this event. I thought that with you coming on tour with me, we could get some time together but there is obviously no privacy in here so i guess that's not going to happen. I'm sorry."

"Dan relax, the event has just started you never know what could happen. Stop looking ahead and worrying about the future." I told him as i began to massage his shoulder to release the tension that he had in his body.

"How do you know me so well?" Said Dan.

I stopped massaging his shoulder and moved my body so i could see his face. "What you mean?"

Dan got up and picked out his notebook from his bag. "Page 9!"

I flicked through the newly labelled book and turned to page 9. 

'Foe' Was written as the title. 

"It's not a Bastille song but read the description. Hopefully you'll understand." Said Dan as he rummaged through his bag to act less awkward.

Foe: "And I'll walk walk walk through the trees, from the voice which carries in the breeze."

Every now and then i panic over my future that is ahead of me and how it is in my hands and it will never be the same again if i mess up. I think its because i can feel myself becoming increasingly lazy. This song started to be about me and my attitude to life at the moment. Its beginning to become an obsessive feeling that made me just desperately needing to go on a walk and calm down for a bit. Until i started hearing voices of screams and i began to panic. NO ONE UNDERSTANDS THE FEAR.

Dan's P.O.V

Lola's face turned pale. "Why didn't you tell someone you had hallucinations?"

I paused for a while. "Because then i realized those screams were actually true."