"in which four friends whose dreams
were cut short after a hotdog accident,
have the opportunity that'll not only change
their lives but, the life of one special girl."
reggie fem!oc
julie and the phantoms
season one
published: september 14th, 20...
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AMANDA
"I don't think I'll ever get use to walking through things," Amanda announced as the four phantoms entered Julie's house. Looking around, the four of them spotted into the dining area to find a family dinner going on. The same little boy, who's name was Carlos, a man, and a women were gathered around the dinner table.
"You've got to rip that Band-Aid off and get the pain over with," the women spoke. Julie spotted the four phantoms making their way into the dining. Letting out an abrupt shout, resulting in everyone looking at her weirdly and the phantoms to stop in place.
"That's me, ripping off the Band-Aid," Julie lied, intimidating pulling off a bandage again, this time letting out a quite scream, making Carlos laugh.
"There's my brave girl," the women cooed, gently grabbing her face.
"Hey, Julie, I really like what you guys did with the place," Luke says, leaning against the dinner table.
"You shouldn't be here," Julie glared at the guitarist.
"Oh, I'm just here to help, mija," the women reassured her, gently rubbing her back. Luke took this as a sign to back up as did the rest of the group.
"I think that's our cue to leave," Alex mentioned, looking back at the door.
"I mean, you should be at Pilates. Thanks for bringing us food," Julie covered up, giving the women a quick hug, shooting the group a look.
"We should've called first," Reggie whispers, as the phantoms exited the house and made their way back to the studio.
"It kinda reminded me how much I hated family dinners. They were always so awkward," Amanda recalled, wrapping her arms around herself.
"That makes the two of us," Alex mutters, giving his sister a sad smile.
"Hey, check what I found!" Luke called, waving everyone over to the grand piano. Amanda rested her chin on Luke's shoulder, looking at the sheet music displayed out.
"Wake up, I like it," Amanda says, reading the lyrics.
"Like it? This is amazing!" Luke exclaimed.
"Did Julie write this?" Alex questioned.
"No, her mom did," Luke pointed out, motioning towards the last page that was signed by Julie's mom.
"Speaking of Julie, what do we do till she gets back?" Reggie asked, as Amanda moved away from Luke and the sheet music sitting on the piano.
"What we always do, play music," Luke obviously stated.
"Alright, let's play, ladies," Amanda announced, poofing over to where her infamous keyboard resided. Running her fingers over the faded stickers she'd placed over 25 years ago. The female phantom snapped back to reality upon hearing the familiar clacking of drumsticks counting them down. Playing music transported Amanda to another world. It was her escape from all the pain, heartache, and stress that she went through in life. There was something so soothing of letting her fingers glide along the keys. That peaceful feeling soon ended with a familiar yellow sweater banshee stomping into the studio, wearing some weird dinosaur feet slippers, yelling at the band to stop. Alex concluded their mini sessions by hitting the final note on his drum, looking up at the fuming girl.
