~Celeste's POV~
"Before I lived in LA,I grew up in Seattle,Washington. I lived in a suburban neighborhood,just a half hour away from down town." "It was filled with little kids and elders mainly, but it was comfortable because they were really sweet. Everyone treated everyone like relatives." "But the city, it was fast paced. Not like LA,or NYC,but still fast paced. It had its downsides I'll admit." "but because of all the pride and tight Knit community around the home football team,the Seahawks, they're called." "The fans are actually the loudest in the state of Washington! It was on the news even!" "Just to give you perspective,you can hear the fans cheering and roaring from upper queen Anne!" "And that's a full blown half hour away from the stadiums!" "And all the pride around our place in grunge music history..." "It's home to bands like Nirvana,Alice in Chains,Foo Fighters, Soundgarden and Pearl jam, etcetera etcetera." "The city is quite a cozy place where you feel at home,no matter where you hail from." "With a café or a family owned diner,and fair trade thrift stores on just about every corner." "Seattle,despite being rough around the edges,is overflowing with so much love and diversity and honestly.. there's no place that can compare to it." I explained proudly.
"And speaking of our rich music history,my parents brought me up on punk Rock and grunge. From Jet,to Joane Jett and the black hearts." "Sex Pistols and the Clash,to Good Charlotte and Pearl Jam." "From Prince and Michael Jackson,and Amy winehouse, to Soundgarden and Green Day." "All through middle school and high school. But man,my dad loved Ac Dc,Nirvana, and David Bowie,more than anyone I knew!" "We never went a day without his favorite records by them. Man those were good times." I fondly reminisced.
"Which brings me to the concerts I've to. When my I was fifteen,my first concert ever was this band called Five seconds of Summer,at White River amphitheatre." "My second concert ever,was this band called Waterparks, at this small,indoor venue,called El Corazon. I was seventeen." "That same year,I went to Warped tour at CenturyLink field. I volunteered at the Alternative Press tent." "and saw the bands,Hands like houses,Memphis May fire,and I prevail. Then when I was eighteen,I saw Foo Fighters at that same venue." "We got floor. My dad and I." I reminisced.
"And my most recent concert,not counting this tour,was when I met the boys,when I was working that club bar in LA." "That show,out of all that I've been to,was by far the fuckin best! But then,only show I can count on this tour is yours. From the other night." "And holy shit man,you left me speechless and breath taken!" "Like I could just barely comprehend words! That was other worldly. I'm telling you the truth, you are in fucking credible!" I explained,getting giddy again.
Xavier smiled and blushed. "Thank you. That means the world. I really appreciate that." "And hey,maybe you can give me a tour of Seattle one day? It sounds really fucking cool." "You sound like you miss it a lot. Maybe you could show me all your favorite shops that you used to go to before you moved to LA?" "Maybe we can listen to your favorite records too? Cause it sounds like you have a lot of good stories and memories behind them." "But if that's too personal,then I'll respect that." Xavier replied fondly.
"Nah nah! It's good! You're good! I'd love to do all of that. I'd love that more than anything." I replied endearingly.
We finished setting up the merch table in peaceful quiet.
"Ya know... It's been the longest time.. funnily enough it seemingly feels like... Forever and ages... But you just seem to... so easily,Get me." "Like you just get it. And I really missed that. I was kinda brought up with the whole Hardass message that uh.." "if no one's there fore you.. fend for yourself.. in fact.. it's hopeless to make friends in college or in work.." "cause everyone's an ass.. they all hate you. So don't trust anyone. Don't even try. So..." "I guess what I'm trying to say.. beside the fact, I know I talk to much and I annoy you to death,is... Thank you for being my friend." I explained to him,looking in his eyes.
He hugged me. "You're not annoying. I could listen to you all day and day after and day after. And you get my point." "But I'm here for you. Always. I promise." He replied endearingly. He kissed my forehead.
"I gotta get out there." He softly chuckled.
I gently squeezed his hand. "Good luck out there." I said softly. He softly smiled and nodded. I watched him walk backstage,then a few minutes later,run out on to it.
