Andy

I finish the last bite of my peanut butter sandwich and continue towards Gloria's. I just had to find out myself where Ashley is instead of him telling me. So fucking convenient. What are they even doing here in this shit place? Not that I have any problem here. Hell, I thought they'd call me for another party or a pizza night.The door handle is cold against my touch as I force the door open. The bell jingles, signaling my arrival. Fancy.
I spot the guys at the very last table in front of me with Stacy and her noisy friends- the only oddly contrasting people in this whole bright place, no wonder people are giving strange looks towards the table. Of course, it's only the people who find them odd. Ashley looks up and sends a wave towards my direction while others just don't notice as they chat oblivious to my presence. I sit on the most unfortunately empty seat beside the girl who constantly bats her eyes at me since the time I first screwed her. I've avoided her ever since and look at me now being welcomed in all mothafucking glories of Gloria's. I wish I could've sat with that silent- for once- redhead beside Stacy.

CC's eyes laser me directly from the front. Thankfully these tables are wide enough so I don't ET handshake off with his eyes. I angle myself away from his face.
“Took you long enough, huh?” Ashley comments with a grin.
“Yeah, sure. I just had to ride an extra mile or three,” I reply sarcastically and he snickers. “Asshole.”
Sometimes I feel like he's the only one who welcomes my presence- not that I've done wrong to any of my band members. But they sure as hell don't like my presence.

I take a bite of the only cupcake left on the plate. Not chocolate. Good.
I feel a nudge and turn to...what was her name again? Sarah.
“Hey, Andy.”
“Hi... What's your name again?” I ask nonchalantly as she shamelessly bends to flash her sparkly chest. Shit, who puts glitter on their fucking cleavage?
She's not taking me seriously.

“Gosh, enough of your silly jokes. You should eat.” She did not take it seriously.
The guys talk about their next performance and about their works, sounding smug when the girls squeal in delight as if never heard of those concerts. We're not yet famous but we sure as hell are popular because we deserve it. There's still a fucking long way to go and I don't mean jack when it comes to us. I wish mom got the gist.

“Oh my gosh! You guys are so sweet. Can we come?!” Sarah pipes in with excitement.
“Sasha, when have I. Ever said no. Especially to a hot chick like you?” Jinxx smiles flirtatiously and she grins. Oh. Sasha... close.
After a short while Jake excuses himself, taking Stacy with him. Seeing Ashley kick his butt while leaving that makes everyone laugh. Well they're having fun so that's good.

“Hey, Thank you!” From the corner of my eye, I see CC smiling at the waitress who got us all our cold drinks. She ignores him, turning around as her long brown hair sways almost dramatically as she continues back to the counter. Ha, I would have laughed at this loser so bad... but is that...?

Goddd. Why on this. Bloody hell On fucking earth. Does she have to be working here !
I stare at CC for a moment to think, finally us making eye contact. He gives his wide smirk and adjusts his black bandanna. He's waiting for me to speak.

“Seriously?” I scowl, the salt dispenser keeping my hand busy so I don't use it on him. The unabashed guy can't stop growing more amused, huh. He knows that I don't want to be in this... he's dragging me in by making me feel like bullshit. That bastard.

It really was a waste of time coming here anyway.
“... and it was only Andy who finished the last shot, right?” I stand up not paying attention when all heads turn to me.
“Jinxx, it's alright. Like I said man, he's not interested. Leave.” CC shrugs with mimicked sympathy, patting Jinxx's back. I realize what he's doing.

Ashley gives me a disappointed, worried look. Jake sighs. CC's stuck between a guffaw and a constipated face. And Jinxx is pissed, swearing under his breath. I clench my jaw.
Few seconds pass through thick silence and contempt faces expectantly look at me as if silently wishing I never had come. I wish I never had come to this shit place.


Great. That's so fucking great.


Fine by me.


I chuckle, shaking my head to basically clear all the thoughts out of my head so I don't think that even my own, our own band's members want to push themselves away from me.
“Fine.” Without any word, I walk away with the barely eaten cinnamon cupcake.

I pity they have such a prick of a lead singer. I pity myself.

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Notes

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