Chapter Seven

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  Flo and I spoke for a bit. Of course, I gave her the expectant look that read 'seriously' after she clearly hadn't gotten her head around the whole 'let's start a band' stage in her life.

  "I'm guessing the band you're with in music don't get along with each other?" To be honest, starting a band is cool and stuff but in books, it's kind of cringe-worthy (oh, the irony).

  "Yup" she eagerly nodded her head.

  I heard the doorbell ring.

  "Well, let's go meet Mr. Andreas" I hopped off my bed and made my way down the stairs, only for Flo to push me aside.

  "Alright, calm down" I feel like a mother lecturing her overly eager child.

  Flo opened the door and literally tackled the poor brunette boy in a bear hug.

  "Thank goodness you can sing. You know I love you right? – "before young Andreas could even utter a single letter - yes, letter, not a word, letter - Flo just went straight in with: "I love you for making this dream come to life!"

  Now that I think about it, this is all too sudden to the point that I'm struggling to process this very situation.

  (I'm just going to go straight in with: Welcome to Cherry's side thoughts)

  You know, normally when you suddenly form a band, the lead singer is always a girl. Oddly enough, this story has presented the boy to be the lead singer whilst the girls are busy rocking out on classical instruments. Imagine headbanging whilst playing the saxophone...fun. You know, in musical love stories, the female singer always tends to fall for one of the male instrumentalists. I honestly wonder how this would turn out – actually, I know how this would turn out, I'm the one that's narrating my life to you guys. Seriously though, how long will the whole 'band' idea last?

  I walked over to the bear-hugging Flo and struggling Andreas whom I have never met before.

  "Hi! I'm Cherry, nice to meet you" I introduced myself.

  "Huh, you weren't kidding when you told me she has a thick accent" it appears I am not here. Flo eventually let go of him and allowed him to introduce himself to me.

  "How do you do your majesty, my name is Andreas, a pleasure to meet you, your highness" he put on an extremely over-exaggerated southern English accent as he bowed down to me.

  "Get up, fool" Flo scolded. He got up and laughed.

  "I'm Andreas, Flo's friend. It now appears that we are soon-to-be friends. As you can see me, and Flo are incredibly good friends but don't be mistaken as we don't hold any sort of romantic feelings towards each other. In fact, I am happy to announce that I have a girlfriend" Flo snorted. You know, I'm getting the whole comedic vibe from Andreas, he seems to be good fun.

  "A girlfriend? In your dreams butt-head. I've seen him try to talk to his crush, he's an absolute mess" Flo ruffled his hair.

  That's when Brett decided to magically show up.

  "Oh, hey Andreas" Andreas rolled his eyes.

  "You owe me money for pizza, man. Pay up" Andreas extended his hand towards Brett.

  "A simple hello in return would've been nice, you know" Brett checked his pockets.

  "Hey Charlie, can I borrow twenty bucks?"

  "No!" Heck was I going to give him money. I don't even have dollars yet!

  "Ahh, sorry dude. Looks like I have nothing"

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