HURRICANE

Just One Yesterday

"I thought of angels, choking on their halos, getting drunk on rose water. See how dirty I can get them pulling out their fragile teeth, clip they tiny wings. Anything you say can will be held against you, so only say my name, it will be held against you, anything you say can will be held against you, so only say my name."

When I finish the song, I yell for mum to come. She rushes in with an apron and a spatula in her hand.

"I got an invitation to perform on Aerosquin!"

"Oh honey! That's awesome!"

Ya, my mum says awesome. She's awesome like that.

"I know!" I sigh in happiness. "Oh my god! What am I going to wear? It's a week left!"

"I'll help you with the clothes, but I need to cook dinner first."

"You need help?"

She grins evilly. "I am out of eggs. Could you go down to the Little Big Shop and buy some? Oh, and nachos."

I groan. She knows that Creepy Phil works there. He's eighteen with braces that always have salad stuck to it. And everytime I am in there, he tells me a joke. A sexjoke.

He jumped out of high school and began working in the little shop and lives with his mum. I know that, because once he tried to get me to bed with him and told me stuff that was relevant about him.

And my mum knows all of this, and loves to make fun out of me.

I groan (again), and sigh in defeat. "Alright. I'll go buy eggs and nachos."

I put on my boots and head out.

The Little Big Shop is not its real name, it actual is called Fred's Grocery, but the building is so small it's ridiculous, with its ginormous inside.

I walk to the aisle where the eggs and butter packs are. And there he is, stacking butter dangerously high.

I try to tiptoe so he won't hear me, but the floor is wet and I slip. He hears the thump of my body hitting the ground and smirk, showing spenach stuck to his braces.

"I didn't know you would fall for my charm." He smirks.

"I didn't. It's called slipping on wet floor. Wanna try?"

"Sure, if it means that I lay beside you, I would never say no."

Did I tell you I have a boyfriend? He's called Brad but his nickname is Broad because his shoulders are so broad. Well that's what I've told Phil.

"You know I have a boyfriend, Phil."

"Do you know why the priest showers with boxers on?"

"I don't want to know the answer to that."

"Because he doesn't want to look down on something without a job."

I stare blankly at him, grab a packet of eggs, and run out of the aisle. I grab a packet of nachos and get to the checkout. I pay and run out.

I hate Creepy Phil.

After getting home and eating mac n' cheese, mum and me decides on my clothes.

I had already sent an email saying that I would love to perform, and they said I could come at five o' clock next week.

T.G.I.F.

Thank God It's Friday.

I spent the evening watching movies like Pitch Perfect, High School Musical, and movies that have songs.

Oh, and Glee.

Saturday was spent on me singing new songs, and setting the beat. I made a CD with all the songs I was going to sing on, and a list of which track each were.

Sunday was spent on me being lazy and drinking tea and water to help my sore vocal chords, and watching Glee.

Then the rest of the week went by until Friday, the day I was going to sing.

And I was freaking nervous.

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