Battle of the Bands

thirty-six

-Julie's Point Of View-

I sat in a rolling chair behind the security guard.

He was babbling on about how he dropped his doughnut when I came in and how it was his last one or something like that.

I sat up a little straighter when I heard the door handle jingle.

I was expecting someone to come rescue me.

Someone like Gerard, Frankie, Ray, Kyle, Bill, Tom, or Gustav.

But when the door opened I did not expect that person.

Georg Listing.

Why is he here?

I thought he hated me.