Tampa, Florida. Breathing in the fresh air for the first time felt amazing all over my skin as I got off the bus. I feel my whole life I have been waiting for this moment to see the sun and feel the heat and beauty of Florida. Here.....here is where I'm going to make my Dreams come true. I'm going to be a singer it's the only thing I have ever felt comfortable with doing the way I feel when I open my mouth and sing a note I feel alive like nothing in the world can stand in my way. I started walking down Overdale drive until I reached a one story house that was navy blue with white trim around it my best friend Amanda lives here and is letting me crash here for the summer while I try to make it big at open mic nights at different bars and try wot work my way into night clubs. "Oh my god you're finally here" Amanda says to me with her big circular bright blue eyes and huge smile that makes her cheeks look chubby. "I've missed you so much I feel like I have seen you in for fucking ever" I replied embracing Amanda into my arms and holding her tight for minutes. "Come on in and please make yourself at home the guest room is all yours for the summer bitch" Amanda has always been very outgoing we always call each other bitch, slut and whore from what it seems we've always done that ever since before we ever knew what those words even meant. I've known Amanda ever since I was 6 years old in kindergarten and we've just been life long friends ever since through the ups and downs she's been there with me. Amanda's house is cute and small she's the only one who lives here full time the living room leads to a long hallway past the bathroom there are two bedrooms on opposite sides and the left bedroom is mine for the summer. It's not very big and has a small twin sized bed with horrible old lady beige walls and flannel pattern bedding on the bed and they a small closet diagonal to the bed and a vanity across from the bed by the closet that was big and light brown made out of wood. I looked in the mirror of the vanity looking at my long dark brown curly hair pulling out my red lipstick and fixing it and making it darker how I had always liked it. I pulled out my black pencil liner to add more under my eyes I feel like they make my caramel brown eyes pop more. "Hey I know you're trying to sing at Nightlines tonight" Amanda came in my room to say. Nightlines is a big bar/club in Tampa I've heard from Amanda that it is a huge party spot. "I don't know it's my first day I'm kinda nervous maybe I should take one day to get use to just being here" I said kinda of sarcastically. Amanda rolled her eyes like always "fine. Only for today though you need to get out there you came all this way" I understand Amanda and what she's saying she's always been so supportive "we can go watch some other bands play tonight if you want to get he feel of the place?" Amanda offered. "That sounds good to me maybe I can get a look at how good the crowds are too" I'm curious to see how different the crowds are here in Florida compared to the small crowds in Akron, Ohio where I live back home. I started unpacking all of my stuff into my room I practically brought my whole life here I'll be here long enough so I figured I needed everything. I made the tiny guest room that looked like it was for an old man look like a actual teenage "goth" girls room. I'm not goth....well not technically but I wear a lot of black and sing alternative music so I guess close enough. I started getting ready to go out with Amanda to Nightlines I wore all black leather pants with my leather jacket and black boots with my hair down and messy and signature eyeliner and red lipstick. Amanda's style is very different from mine she wore a bright yellow off the shoulder top and black skinny jeans and her hair straight with "basic" brown natural makeup. Amanda drove us to Nightlines in her car an old gold Toyota Camry. I always thought her car smelled like an old woman. She got it used from her grandmother so that's probably the reason or maybe it's just me. As we pulled up to Nightlines it was jus a back building no lights coming from the inside and from the outside it looked very boring but a little mysterious.
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