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I can't see the light

Home sweet New Jersey

*Holly's POV*

Holly Myers. That's my name, it describes a short, depressed red head. That's it, that's my life in a nutshell, not to mention my band Suffer by the Sea. We are not big yet, but we're playing a gig in a local bar tomorrow night, supposed to open for some band called My Chemical Romance. I don't think they're big either, but then again, it's a one in a million chance. Tonight, March 1, is coming to an end and I can only gaze upon the ceiling. Newark is the loud bustling Capitol of New Jersey, where all the houses are adjacent. As I turn my bed side lamp on, I can't help but to look at my scared arm and wonder if things would be difficult if I wasn't a 22 year old trying to get her photography degree, but a 22 year old already with a career. I know the New York Film Academy is hard to get into and everyone says I was so lucky to get in and that since this is my last year I should just push through, but living through my whacked out head of easier said than done. Anyways, I guess this is my story, the story of the short redhead.

*Right Before The Show The Next Night*************************

I tune my guitar, and strap the worn fabric onto my body. I always feel safer, happier, with it around me. Like a security blanket in guitar form. As the rest of my band comes out and we walk onto the stage, I can here the crowd cheer. As the set starts I feel alive for the first time in months, and it's great. My head turns to the backstage area, and I see a pale, dark haired figure appear, and then sink back into the dark.

My set is over, and I couldn't be happier, everything went as planned. But that boy, something tells me that I have to find him. I have to see who he was. Just as the main band walked past us to go on stage, the same pale figure walked past me and smiled.

"Hey..."

Notes

Song inspiration—
The light behind your eyes by My Chemical Romance
Bullet with butterfly wings by Smashing Pumpkins
Holding on to you by Twenty One Pilots



Yay, so first chapter done and out!!! Tell me if you like, and please rate and subscribe! As always have a nice night!
-Olive|-/

Comments

Ok, I know I haven't posted in a long time (I've been busy), but I'm going to post in a couple of minutes :)
Have a good night

Olive Olive
11/22/16

@The pink flamingos are coming
Thank you for your support, I've written other stories that have gotten 10 views after two chapters and then some that have gotten 100. It honestly doesn't matter as long as the people who stick with it are happy:)

Olive Olive
9/24/16

Thank you for writing. :) I don't know why this story only has 33 veiws at the moment, because it should have more. (Ps. Get scared is one of my favourite bands)

@The pink flamingos are coming
Thank you so much, I really have some good ideas for this story, and I'm trying to figure out a update schedule!

Olive Olive
9/22/16

Sounds like a good start. Really want to read more... :)