𝕃𝕆𝕊𝔼ℝ • conan gray

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟟

☹☹☹

The entire week went by for what seemed like an eternity. Once Friday finally came I was so excited but at the same time so nervous. There aren't too many customers until 3pm and luckily, I had Alisa cover my shift today, so I was gonna be out by 2pm.

Boy she's supportive.

It was currently 1:45pm and I was a fidgeting mess. I couldn't wait any longer. It was like time itself was messing with me. I rapidly tapped my fingers on the counter as my eyes followed the second hand of the clock, slowly making its way to the twelfth numeral on the wall clock.

"My God, Prairs, stop tapping your fingers, it's making my ears sad. How is that even possible?" Alisa being dramatic as usual. "I can't help it, okay?" I whine and dramatically slump my shoulders, trying to reach Alisa's level of exaggeration.

"So have you researched on Conan yet?" Alisa asks as she mops the now glossy egg white tiles of the diner. "Shit, I completely forgot. I didn't even get to see what he looks like!" I say as I rub my temples in a circular motion.

"Honey, it's fine! All you need to know is the boy is hella cute. Too bad you already have a boyfriend!" Alisa jokes and I remember my previous conversation with Mark, but shrug it off with a laugh.

"Alright you can go now, it's literally like a minute before two so it wouldn't matter anyway." Alisa motions her hand toward the door to the backroom and a smile instantly makes its way to my lips.

"I love you so much Lis, you don't even know!" I say as I make a beeline for the door and walk briskly towards it. "Oh, I know." Alisa says ash she mockingly flips her hair and bats her lashes. I laughed at her and proceeded to change my clothes.

I felt a little cute today and I wanted to make a good first impression on Conan and his bandmates, so I dress better than I usually do.

I wore a powder blue halter top with a pair of light wash tattered denim shorts with the chains on the belt loops, as always(They're always on my list when I want to wear a cute fit). I topped my outfit with my good old black combat boots and a windbreaker with the color combination of a pale peach and teal. Like before, I let my hair down and wore bobby pins on the sides.

"Prairs, you look amazing. You're gonna crush that audition! I mean Christine and Conan already saw you play. My God, the Conan Gray just watched you perform on stage." Alisa gushes as she takes in the view in front of her.

"Shut up" I say as I roll my eyes despite my smile growing even wider. "Okay now gooo!" Alisa grabs my backpack, shoves it in my arms and pushes me toward the door. I just laughed and waved her goodbye, making my way to my car.

I made sure I had my bass guitar at the back of my car and I then drove my way to the venue Christine had just texted me the night before, driving as fast as I could due to my sheer excitement.

I parked my car in the venue's parking lot and stopped right at the entrance of the building.

This is it. You better not screw up or you'll be sleeping in your car for the next few weeks.

I hastily made my way inside building despite it still being early. I was so excited that the nearer I got to the designated venue, the more briskly I walked.

Apparently the more excited I get, the more I become oblivious of my surroundings as well, because the next thing I knew, I bumped into someone's shoulders and felt cold fragrant liquid soak my top and stain my windbreaker.

"Oh shit! I'm so sorry." The person says as they try to help me up. I didn't realize my legs were sprawled on the floor with my shoulders propping me up until I felt a hand help me lift myself up.

I looked at the culprit who ruined my outfit and realized it was yet again the curly haired Asian boy that dressed like a child. He was also stained with the liquid that spilled on me, which was apparently iced coffee.

This time I was pissed.

"What the hell! Not you again!" I yelled at him, ignoring the stares of the people who witnessed the incident. "Why are you everywhere?! You literally just ruined my outfit!" I continue, starting to get flustered in front of the crowd watching the little show happening in front of them.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking—" he started when I angrily cut him off. "Oh so now you're not looking at where you're going. You did this on purpose, didn't you?! Argh, now I'm gonna miss my auditions no thanks to you."

"Wait, did you say audition?" the Asian boy asked but received no reply since I ignored him on my way out.

I ran towards my car, the tears brimming up in my eyes. I sat in my car, still in my flustered state. I wanted to let the tears out so bad.

Forget it, this isn't worth your tears.

My breathing starts to become rapid out of frustration towards that Asian boy.

Breathe, Prairie. Calm down.

I could feel a tear start to escape. I hate holding them back.

He didn't mean to do it.

I wanted to bawl out my eyes so badly, but at the same time I didn't want to.

You're just overthinking this.

I start to calm down.

You can still go to that audition.

And I regained my composure. That was definitely a close one.

I looked for anything I could wear. Even with a coffee stained top, the world isn't gonna stop what it's doing and wait for me to find a way to fix it. I remembered I packed my blue hoodie in my bag and quickly took off my top which was starting to get sticky because of the coffee and put on the large hoodie.

Thank God I forgot to put this back in my closet.

I reapplied some concealer to cover the dark circles under my eyes to hide the fact that I almost cried. Once I was satisfied with how I look, I got out of my car with my bass guitar in my hand.

Oh my God I just realized I didn't bring my bass with me a while ago. Imagine going to the audition with no fucking instrument.

I laughed to myself and shook my head as I once again approached the building that could hopefully change my life.

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God bless and hope y'all enjoyed this chapter!
-iana <3