The rest of the day was a boring haze. Teacher's lecturing students who are half way listening, doodling on their paper or passing notes. The end of the day finally comes as the last bell rings. I head to my locker to put all of the books the teachers assigned us and a few binders. I rush to my car and head to The Brew, a coffee shop, to meet up with my friends.

As soon as I get there, Toby and Spencer are sitting in a booth talking. They greeted me and we waited for Aria to show. She finally walks through the door and makes a bee line right to our table.

"So, are you ready to play your show tonight?" Spencer asks.

"It will be fun. You guys are all welcome to come. It is adult night only though. I know nobody under 19 can get into the club, but since I know the owner it will be no problem" I say.

"I'm super excited!" Aria says. "I didn't get to see you play last month."

We chat for a bit, but then I realize I need to go home and get ready for the show. I'm a drummer in a band. It is such an adrenaline rush each time I play a show. There's nothing like hearing the crowds cheer for you.

After I get ready, I head out the door and drive to The Zone. I see that there are numerous amounts of vehicles outside. I get out of the car and head inside the front door. I go to the bar and Mike, the bartender, hands me a beer.

"You know I will only give you two" he reminds me.

"I know, I know. I can't be tipsy when I play anyway."

As I walk around trying to find Spencer, Toby and Aria, I see Hanna. How did she get in here? She shouldn't be old enough, I think to myself. I watch as Hanna makes her way to the front of the stage.

I find my friends and tell them who I saw come in.

"She is a hit man out to get you!" Spencer teases.

"Whatever Spence" I say. "I've got to get back stage."

I can hear the crowd cheering. I am sitting back stage downing a beer. I feel something forming in my stomach so I rush out the back door. In the back alley, I start throwing up.

"Emily, are you okay?" I hear Caleb say. He is the singer and lead guitarist of our band. He has pretty, dark eyes and short brown hair. I look up at him.

"I can't do this" I bleakly say.

"Of course you can. We do this every month. What's different?" he asks eagerly.

I can't tell him about what I felt when I touched Hanna's hand or that she is standing in the crowd, front and center. I'm not even sure what that jolt of electricity meant, or if I'm the only one who even felt it. I just know every time that I see her I feel powerless. Plus, she hates my guts.

"It just isn't my night."

"Come on. Look, you can do this. I believe in you. You are the best drummer in town. You have all of our songs down. We can't let our fans down."

I know that he is right. I wipe the sweat off my forehead and walk back into the club.

"We are up next guys! You ready to play?" asks Noel, our bass player. He's tan with dark brown hair. I'm pretty sure he is a little tipsy. I can smell alcohol on his breath.

"Yeah, let's just get this over with" I say.

From the stage I hear the owner; he always announces the bands that play.

"Get ready, here comes Pink Monkey!"

I hear the crowd cheering again, and I feel like I might faint. I take a few deep breaths, exhaling slowly. I then make my way behind the drums and sit on the stool.

Noel comes out jumping and shouting. "Everyone, let's fucking party!" he screams.

Good thing that the crowd is dark. I can't really form many faces. I'll just pay attention to what I am doing and get this over with. Don't get me wrong. I love to play. Tonight my nerves have the best of me.

The bass kicks in and Caleb starts singing. I know that I come in in a couple of measures. Here it comes. I start playing right in sync with the guitar. Timing is everything. In my head, I am counting 1 and 2 and 3 and and over again, being careful to not miss a beat.

Before I know it, our set is over and everyone is cheering for us. Caleb gives me a high five and jumps around in his ecstatic state. He really does know how to put on a good show.

I go back stage and walk out back for a breather. I see Hanna smoking a cigarette against the wall of the building. I quickly turn around, hoping she didn't notice me.

"So, you don't totally suck after all. At least you have the whole drummer thing going for you" I hear her say right as I turned around.

I turned back towards her. "You don't even know me you just assume that I'm some weirdo who doesn't know how to function properly. I am a little clumsy. I've apologized to you twice already."

"Calm down. Here, have a cigarette."

"I don't smoke."

"Of course you don't" she says slyly with a smirk on her face.

Why is this girl such an ass?

"Fine, I'll take one."

I inhale and immediately cough. Hanna laughs at me. I try again this time I don't cough as much. I feel myself getting light headed so I lean against the wall and slide to where I am sitting on the ground.

"Yeah, you'll get a buzz the first few times you smoke a cigarette. After a while, it goes away though, unfortunately." Hanna explains.

"How'd you even get in the club?" I asked.

"I have my ways." She smiles.

I roll my eyes and stand up. At that moment, Spencer and Toby come outside.

"We were looking all over for you. You were amazing!" Spencer screamed.

Toby was holding her up slightly. I giggled. Spencer is hilarious when she is drunk. Toby just shook his head.

"Hey! What the hell is she doing here?" Spencer asked narrowing her eyes at Hanna.

"Last time I checked you didn't own this place." Hanna said defensively.

Spencer opened her mouth to say something, but Toby cut her off.

"It looks like its time for me to take Spencer home. I think Aria already left. She got mad at Noel about something" Toby shrugged then dragged Spencer to his truck.

"She's a delight." Hanna says.

"Spencer is actually really cool" I state.

Caleb and Noel come outside. They started talking about some party on Friday, asking me if I would go and play a show with them there. I agreed and they both cheered.

"Well, I guess I'm going to head home" I say.

"Hey, wait!" I hear Hanna call as I turn to head to my car.

"Yeah?"

"Can you give me a ride home?" she asks.

"Uh, sure." I reply. Butterflies were forming in my stomach. Oh God. She is going to be sitting right next to me in my car. Why does this girl give me so much anxiety?

"Awesome. Let's go" she says.