Marigold (A Nirvana Fan fiction)

Nirvana

June 16th, 1989
Seattle, WA

Your best friend's band had just realised their first album. 'Bleach'. In your opinion you loved it and you knew other people were going to love it too. "Y/n!" Your best friend Kurt called. "What?" You ask. "Nothing." He said. You roll your eyes and go to sleep.

Dream:

"Chad if you have better things to do why don't you just leave!" An angry Kurt yelled. "I might as well do that!" Chad yelled and disappeared. You, Kurt, and Krist were surrounded by whiteness. Then another figure appeared, you couldn't make out what they looked like but you had this strange feeling.

"Y/n! Wake up!" Krist yelled shaking your shoulders. "What you dick!" You yell. "We're here." He said. They also had a gig tonight, you were scared of these gigs but you never told anyone. All the angst filled teenagers and the muscular people made you frightened.

Most of these kids were gothic, you didn't really fit in and neither did they, you thought they just wanted to find new music or something. They more fit in with crowds at heavy metal shows. But Nirvana was more punk, or as you liked to call it grunge.

You were all caught up in your thoughts untill the band started playing 'Negative Creep' your personal favourite song off the album. "I'M A NEGATIVE CREEP, I'M A NEGATIVE CREEP AND I'M STONED!" You sang along, loudly causing people to look at you. You didn't really mind though.

30 minutes later...

The band was done playing and you were exhausted from singing and jumping around. It was weird because that gig was diffrent. You weren't as afraid. But little did you know it was because of that dream.

"Did you have fun?" Kurt asked you once he got into the van, you were already there waiting their arrival. "Yeah, I was screaming the lyrics and people were looking at me." You say and chuckle. Kurt and Krist laugh. It was Chad's turn to drive so all three of you sat in the back of the van.

1 Hour Later

You were reading while Kurt and Krist were sleeping. The van came to a sharp stop causing you to jolt forward. Krist woke up but Kurt stayed sleeping. "Chad, what the hell!" Krist complains causing you to chuckle. "Sorry man, there was an old lady crossing the street." Chad says, you laugh at his terrible excuse. You never were that fond of Chad but he could be funny. "Yeah sure." Krist says and goes back to sleep.

We eventually pull up to a McDonald's. "I'll go get the food." You say opening the van door. You walk out, it was misting just the way you like it. You walk into the fast food place. You stand in line behind a guy with long brown hair. He appeared to be about six feet. His wallet fell out of his back pocket. You picked it up and tapped his shoulder. He turned around. "I believe this is yours." You say handing him his wallet. He was attractive, brown eyes and appeared to be about 20 just a year younger than you. "Thanks doll." He said and winked at you.

You waited for your order. You were currently in the suburbs of Seattle. The McDonald's was surprisingly busy. They called your order and you took it out to the van. You cought a glimpse of the guy having trouble with his car. "I'm going to go help someone." You say putting the food on the seat. You slam the door and walk over to him.

"Do you need help?" You ask. He looked at you and smiled. "Yeah, I do that would be great." He says. It took about ten minutes then his car was up and running. Chad climed out of the van. "Come on Y/n! We are about to leave without you!" He yells. "Okay! Be right there!" You yell. "I have to go." You say and run back to the van without a response. You climb in the van and grab your burger and eat it.

"Make a new friend, Y/n?" Krist askes and pushes your shoulder lightly. "No, but he was familiar, even though I know I've never seen him in my entire life." You say taking a bite of the thing you called food.

Midnight.

You all were at a truck stop sleeping peacefully, or what you called peaceful for the past month. You suddenly jolt up. You shrug and grab a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. You quietly open the van door and step out. You could see the tall buildings of Seattle, it was bright and lively. You light your cigarette and smoke it. Once you were done you put it out and climed back into the van and locked the door.

*Heyo uhm... So I wrote a new story... Hope you like it. I will keep up on this one. But bye*

Xoxo~Calista