Unitl I Break
Chapter 6: Haha
Chapter 6
“Do you get ditched often?” Frank asked her jokingly.
“Ya know, not usually…” she chuckled.
“FRANK!!! A LITTLE HELP PLEASE!!” someone beckoned from a distant van parked behind the stage.
“I’LL BE THERE IN A SEC RAY!” Frank shouted back
“So are you in a band?”
“Yeah, My chemical Romance, every heard of us?”
“You know I actually have, and the band I’m teching for’s merch tent is set up next yours strangely enough.” She said surprised to have just been thinking about Frank’s band earlier.
“Small world huh?”
“Smaller and smaller…” she said then added, “Damn internet,” she added
“So you’re a tech then right?”
“Yeah guitar and soundboard wh…”
“FRANK GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!” the distant voice called
Just then another boy, adorably skinny, with cute emo glasses came up from behind Frank carrying two guitars.
“Frank you better get back there or Ray’s gonna…” he stopped noticing Seville, “…kill you. Who’s you’re friend?” the skinny boy asked friendlily.
“Oh right, Mikey this is Seville, Seville Mikey,”
“Hey.” She said casually raising her hand in a wave hello
“Nice to meet you, we’ll have to catch you around later when we’re not slaving away.”
“Yeah definitely,” Frank added
“HELP NOW!” the distant voice echoed.
“Is someone dying?” Seville asked loosening the tension.
Mikey and Frank looked at each other, looked back in the direction of the van, then back at each other, “Nah,” they said in unison turning towards Seville waving their hands in a its-nothing sorta way.
“But we better go if we intend on playing,” Frank said
“Well hey since I’m just standing around, and I have no idea who I’m waiting for… Do you guys need some extra help, I mean I might as well be doing something productive?” she asked with a raised eyebrow and a friendly I-want-to-help-you smile.
“Yeah definitely, we’ve still got a ton of shit to pull out and we play first thing this morning.”
Mikey said as he turned to go unload more equipment; Seville following behind him, Frank beside her.
“Do you get ditched often?” Frank asked her jokingly.
“Ya know, not usually…” she chuckled.
“FRANK!!! A LITTLE HELP PLEASE!!” someone beckoned from a distant van parked behind the stage.
“I’LL BE THERE IN A SEC RAY!” Frank shouted back
“So are you in a band?”
“Yeah, My chemical Romance, every heard of us?”
“You know I actually have, and the band I’m teching for’s merch tent is set up next yours strangely enough.” She said surprised to have just been thinking about Frank’s band earlier.
“Small world huh?”
“Smaller and smaller…” she said then added, “Damn internet,” she added
“So you’re a tech then right?”
“Yeah guitar and soundboard wh…”
“FRANK GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!” the distant voice called
Just then another boy, adorably skinny, with cute emo glasses came up from behind Frank carrying two guitars.
“Frank you better get back there or Ray’s gonna…” he stopped noticing Seville, “…kill you. Who’s you’re friend?” the skinny boy asked friendlily.
“Oh right, Mikey this is Seville, Seville Mikey,”
“Hey.” She said casually raising her hand in a wave hello
“Nice to meet you, we’ll have to catch you around later when we’re not slaving away.”
“Yeah definitely,” Frank added
“HELP NOW!” the distant voice echoed.
“Is someone dying?” Seville asked loosening the tension.
Mikey and Frank looked at each other, looked back in the direction of the van, then back at each other, “Nah,” they said in unison turning towards Seville waving their hands in a its-nothing sorta way.
“But we better go if we intend on playing,” Frank said
“Well hey since I’m just standing around, and I have no idea who I’m waiting for… Do you guys need some extra help, I mean I might as well be doing something productive?” she asked with a raised eyebrow and a friendly I-want-to-help-you smile.
“Yeah definitely, we’ve still got a ton of shit to pull out and we play first thing this morning.”
Mikey said as he turned to go unload more equipment; Seville following behind him, Frank beside her.