stage fright~finn wolfhard

"HOLY SHITTTTT"

i lay, snuggled under the cream colored sheets of my duvet, as the sunlight slowly begins to filter into my room through the sheer curtains. i took in the moment of peace, and of course quiet. i slowly shifted my gaze over to my door, and i was just about to actually get myself up when my alarm bombarded my ears.
suddenly, getting out of bed seemed like a hassle. i groaned, pulling my hand out from under the comfort and warmth of my bed to grab my phone. i yanked it from the charger and held it up to my eyes, squinting at the brightness. i scanned over the alarm, and saw a reminder saying.
"PACK HOE YOURE LEAVING FOR FLORIDA TONIGHT!!"
tonight was the interview. my band, utopia's ep had gone off the charts, and this was out first big event going on.
my eyes widened and i flung myself from my bed, wrapping a soft blanket around my shoulders and running over to the light switch in my room. i flung open my curtains, letting the sunlight seep in. the walls are completely covered in tapestries, of suns and moons and one of the great wave. my duvet was a cream color, with navy blue throw pillows that had been scattered along the floor. by my bed was a night stand, and my dresser was located in the far corner, with my suitcase which was leaning against the wall.
i swayed, yawning before walking over to my suitcase, my phone in hand. i flung open the drawers of my dresser. grabbing different pairs of mom jeans, some dresses and skirts, socks, thongs, swimsuits, you name it. i folded each and every item neatly, and shoving it into my suitcase. i had folded everything into such small bits, i still had half of the suitcase left to fill. i skipped over to my closet, flinging it open and grabbing my doc martens, and multiple pairs of vans. i put them neatly into my suitcase and made my way over to my dresser. i grabbed the cash i had been saving up over the year, $500 to be exact, and i placed it neatly into a louis vuitton wallet. i took my black kanken from off of the carpeted floor, and began loading it up. i placed my wallet and deodorant inside, along with tampons and my prozac. i pulled my yellow juul out of its hiding place (my Polaroid camera) and also placed it into the bag. i laid the back pack by my suitcase and proceeded to retrieve my makeup. i flicked the light on in my bathroom, revealing the makeup that i had left scattered along the granite countertops. i blinked, and grabbed a bag from under the sink, shoving as many items as i could inside. once i felt content, i grabbed my small purse that contained my skincare and waltzed out of the bathroom, placing it gingerly into my suitcase.
after i had zipped up my suitcase, i went back to my bathroom, stripping off my pajamas and sliding on my brandy melville sweatpants and a cropped black sweatshirt. basic, but comfortable. i looked in the mirror, singing at my hair, which was a mess. my hair was shoulder length and was slightly curly. i pulled my straightener from under the sink, realizing i almost forgot to pack it, and separated my hair as i began to straighten it. once it was fully done, the length came down to my collarbone.
i blinked, looking down at my phone which was vibrating on the counter. i flipped it over in my hands, looking to see who was calling. i answered instantly. it was grayson.
"hey b" i said tiredly.
"heyy billion!" he said excitedly.
grayson calls be billion, because my name, billie-anne, sounds like billion to him. i don't know.
i giggled.
"you excited?"
"hell yeah i am, but i have news." he said.
i frowned, leaving against the door frame of my bathroom.
"mm?"
"SO BASICALLY WE ARE DOING THE INTERVIEW TONIGHT RIGHT BUT ALSO CALPURNIA IS DOINF IT WITH US AND APPARENTLY CALPURNIAS MANAGERS NEEDED A BAND TO OPEN FOR THEM ON THEIR SUMMER 2020 TOUR!!!"
"HOLY SHIT!!" i screamed
"AHHAHA!!" grayson laughed.
"i cant believe it, so, are we going to open for them?"
"yeah, if all goes according to plan."
"that's dope. holy fuck." i exclaimed. walking over to my suitcase and bag. i'm glad i packed a lot, because turns out we're gonna be traveling a lot more than just one week in florida.
"aight b, i'll see you at the airport?" i said.
"mhm, see ya bill."