Music Under the Spotlight (Lumity Band Au)

Before the show

Amity POV: 

I stopped scribbling down in my notebook for a moment, slumping back into my chair with a sigh. I played with the hem of my sweater, looking at the baggy purple fabric for a moment before rubbing it between my fingers. Glancing at my notebook, I scoffed at what I wrote down. 

It was another cruddy letter, a letter to Luz. One I knew I wasn't going to send her. Glancing at the bottom, I noticed how I signed my name. It was cursive, a lot fancier than how I usually signed my name in cursive, and to top it off, I put a heart at the end. 

A loud groan escaped my throat as I sunk deeper into the chair. Reaching up, I tore the page out of my journal and crumpled it up before tossing it in the garbage behind me. "Whatcha doing there Amity?" I heard Boscha ask me, not even looking up from her scroll. 

Footsteps echoed behind me, then the sound of someone crumpling a paper followed right after, making me shoot up in my chair. I quickly spun around and looked to see who was looking at the note, and it was none other than Mattholomule. 

His eyes scanned over the letter for a moment, which I quickly dashed over to pry out of his mitts. He rolled his eyes and shoved me away from him, still reading over the letter. Even though he was shorter than I was, it was a struggle to try and get the letter away from him. 

"It's a letter to the human again." He laughed, roughly shoving me again to buy him some time. 

"Matt so help me I'll- give me that!" I hissed, red in the face. Reaching over him, I yanked the letter from his hands. He yelped in pain and held part of his hand against his mouth, glaring at me because I gave him a papercut. 

"Bitch." He hissed under his breath, bringing his hand back up to his lips. I tore up the letter into tiny bits, then tossed it into the bin. 

"Right back at you." I told him, shoving him forward. Matt just flipped me off as he walked away, disappearing to the sound room. "Why don't you go be useful and check the sound booth?" I called after him in anger. Boscha sighed, now looking away from her scroll

"Y'know," She started, sitting up in her bean bag a little more. "If I were you, I would just send one already. Like, just write how you miss her and send that." Her scroll pinged, and once she glanced at it, she instantly smiled and started typing away. 

I sat back down into my chair and sighed, leaning my head on my hand. "But if I do that, I'll sound way too clingy." I muttered, staring at the table. Running my finger over it, I followed the delicate lines that were etched into the wood. 

Boscha finished typing away her message and stood up, slowly walking over towards me. She placed a hand on my shoulder, giving me a light squeeze. "Well, sending one that sounds clingy would be better than not sending one for almost two years, right?" She asked me, which I only groaned and buried my face in my arms. 

"What's the point?" I muttered, running my fingers through my hair. "By now, she's forgotten about me." The thought of Luz not remembering who I was hurt, but I wasn't going to show that. 

Boscha rolled her eyes, typing on her scroll again. "Well, from what Willow says, I don't think that's the case." I sat up, turning towards the pink haired witch. 

"Wait, what?" I asked, blinking a few times. Boscha smirked, not answering me for a moment while she continued to type. "Boscha what do you mean?" I asked her again, making her sigh. 

"I mean, that Willow says you're brought up a lot in Luz's letters." She said, her eyes darting between me and her phone. Shortly after, it dinged again. I couldn't help but chuckle at the look on her face. She had a large smile, her eyes glittering bright while she typed out her message.