CH. 3

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If I could sleep all day I would. I swear I've never been this tired. I seriously regretted suggesting tacos last night, why couldn't I just have suggested cereal in the apartment instead? Sarah forced me up at 9 AM with a coffee. Had she not brought anything, I wouldn't have lasted. I normally was a morning person, I liked to take advantage of the day and back in LA, early mornings meant more time to practice playing at Cherry or Beachwood. Here though, I was jetlagged and anxious. Anxious to go back to Harry's. What if I'm in over my head? I've never been in a band, never recorded music professionally and yet I'm working for one of the biggest musicians in the world.

I force myself to down the coffee and get myself up. Yesterday, I looked like a mess and today I wanted to feel more like myself. I decided on a white cropped tank top, high waisted loose fit denim jeans rolled up a bit at the ankles, and black high top converse. I also paired it with a small pearl necklace, not my mom's, but one that makes me feel more like me.

After I was ready, I walked into the kitchen to have something to eat

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After I was ready, I walked into the kitchen to have something to eat. Sarah was there eating some cereal.

"What do you have?" I ask, opening random cabinets.

"You look nice." Sarah comments with a smile. "There's yogurt in the fridge and oats in the cabinet next to it."

"Thanks" I reply, for both the compliment and the food.

I grab my food and sit at the table with Sarah. "So tell me what's going on with Mitch."

Sarah, who was eating her cereal, practically chokes and flushes. "Nothing! We're friends.." She tells me after she composes herself again.

"Sarah, the last time I saw you this red over a boy was when you were in high school for Daniel-"

"Ew! Mitch is nothing like-"

"So Mitch is something?" I give her a smirk.

She groans in defeat and puts her head down. "Maybe." My smile grows. I knew it. I gave her a look to continue.

"We met in rehearsals and then he moved here, near here actually, and I don't know we just got on really well", She starts shyly, "He's nice. And he always tries to talk to me and just be near me, I don't know maybe I'm imagining it-"

"I've been here for less than a day and even I've noticed it. You need to ask him out." I tell her confidently. Sarah's always been sure of herself and independent, I know she has no toruble in asking out a guy but Mitch makes her nervous. "Next time we go out, get him alone, and tell him how you feel."

"But what if he doesn't like me that way? What about the band? If something bad were to happen it could ruin the whole dynamic-" She protests.

"I get that. But don't shut it down, take it slow if anything but you don't like any random person. You're a good judge of character, if you like Mitch, I don't think anything bad will happen." I even liked Mitch myself. He didn't seem overbearing, he wasn't cocky, he wasn't annoying, he was basically the opposite of Alex. Sarah hates Alex so it explains why she likes Mitch so much. I think they'd be crazy not to try.

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