At seven, the guys and I have a gig to do. Not a huge one. Just a thirty minute gig.
I place the bandana around my head, pushing it into my hair. I put my white tank top on, one with little holes in it. I tie a flannel shirt around my waist, the one Alex gave me, to be exact. Lastly, I decide to wear my glasses out today.
"Ready?" Luke says, finishing himself.
"Ready." I call back.
I grab my apartment key and follow behind Luke.
"Lets go!"
"Wait! I'm not finished with my hair!" Michael, brushing his bright red hair, says.
"Hurry! We're gonna be late!"
"Where's my shoes?" Calum rhetorically asks.
Luke hands Calum his shoes and impatiently waits on Michael.
"Damnit, Michael. How long does it take to do your hair?"
"You try styling it exact." Michael says, exiting the bathroom.
"I do. Mine works every time. Maybe if you'd cut the stuff, you'd spend less time getting it exact, and more time getting to our area." Luke opens the door and waits for us to follow behind.
Calum is the second out. I wait for Michael.
"Who pissed on his attitude?" Michael slings on a jacket.
"You know he hates keeping people waiting." I say, locking the door.
"Yeah, but it's only five."
"Gotta be there early. We have to get makeup and everything. Remember?" I laugh.
"I'm tired of always, every damn day, wearing that shit." Michael leaves the apartment.
I follow behind, closing the door.
"I am too."
Michael and I hop in the van. Instantly, we're on our way to the gig.
"Alright, how are we going to start?" Luke, pulling out a pen and notebook, asks. He likes to plan ahead and be prepared.
"Considering its a small gig, a few songs, I guess?" Calum, questioningly, says.
"Yes," Luke writes down Calum's words, "but, anything else? Like, an introduction?"
"Luke, I'm sure they already know us. I mean, they did call us." Michael says chewing on some crackers.
"I know, I just like to introduce ourselves."
"If that's what you want, then go for it. Isn't it for the less fortunate children?" I ask.
"Yes, it is. See, I want to do more than just sing for them. I want to do more. I don't want to spend the full thirty minutes singing. I want to give them something to remember the next time they see us." Luke writes more things down in his book.
"Why don't we start with two songs, get involved with them in the middle of the gig, then finish with two or three more?" I suggest.
"We could do that, I suppose."
"Or why don't we extend the thirty minutes? It'll give us time to do both." Calum suggests.
"Ooh, I like it." Luke writes that suggestion down.
"Or, why don't we start with getting involved with them, sing, then get involved again?" Michael suggests.
"These are good suggestions."
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