Chapter 2: The club
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?" Neon shouted at Vinyl. "You promised you wouldn't mess this up and then you go and make the biggest racket ever, I had to cut the date short and it's your fault! Are you even listening to me?" Despite how loud Neon was shouting the words just went through Vinyl's head. All she could think about is how stupid that cellist was.
Vinyl resorted to what she always does when she has a lot on her mind; she went to the club and had a few drinks. A few drinks was a huge understatement. The flashing lights and booming music was like second nature to her and she called the club her home. She had spent hundreds of nights in the corner of the bar drowning her thoughts in feelings into glass after glass of alcohol. She was about as intoxicated as you can probably get, she was at the point where she couldn't finish a sentence and could barely stand. She reached for her phone and looked at her contacts; scrolling down to a certain 'Neo (Neon Lights)' and clicked call. "H-hey Neo! W-what's up?" she hiccupped frequently and nearly dropped her phone. "Vi? It's 4:30! Where are you? I'm coming to get you" "Nah, nah… It's fine, dude! Listen you know that Octavia chick? Do you have her number?" Vinyl asked. "Well… no but I can get it. Wait… why? Don't you two hate each other?" Neon sounded very concerned at this point and was already looking for his car keys. "Dude! Calm your tits! I can't get that stupid Violinist out of my head!" Neon stopped and a smile grew on his face. "I didn't know you was on THAT side of the fence Vi!" "Oh shu… Shut…." "Okay where are you? I'm picking you up!" Despite it being pitch black and freezing cold outside Neon got into his car and began to drive.
Vinyl woke up with the worst hangover ever; Well the worst one since last week. Saddened by the fact she once again awoke in her tiny apartment she closed her eyes again. She didn't want to get up so she just turned around and picked up her phone. The bright light blinded her, she endured the pain and looked through her recent calls to check what she did last night, hopefully not but probably something stupid. "Neo, Neo, Neo" She read aloud in a light whisper. "Finally awake?" Vinyl jumped at the voice that came from the door. "So what was up with you last night? Why did you want Octavias number?" Neon asked before walking over to her and offering her a cup of coffee. "Did I? Well I was hella drunk so…" Neon shrugged and left before noting "Don't forget to take a shower! You stink!" He ran away as a pillow flew across the room towards him.
'Why did I want that stuck up snobs number?' Vinyl thought to herself. It was near Christmas and you could already tell from how cold it was and the shear amount of snow that was already everywhere. Vinyl sighed and watched the condensation that came from her mouth.She was on her way to her phycology class, not bouncing to a beat, not talking to strangers and overall not being herself. She shuffled into the classroom, took a seat and ignored the teachers' instructions. "What are YOU doing here?" Vinyl looked up and didn't believe who stood before her; It was Octavia "Oh, it's you." Vinyl hid her smile. "You here for another whooping?" Vinyl boasted "Actually I'm here to learn, unlike you! You're probably just here so you can have sex with most of the students" Octavia was also grinning. "Oh yeah? Well at least I can get a boyfriend! I bet you've never even held a dudes hand!" The two didn't realise they had already gained the class's attention, even the teacher was watching. "Oh please, plenty of men are looking for a high class woman like myself!" "Yeah! Men that are at least 30 years older than you" "Well I don't need to go around looking for a boyfriend anyway! Unlike you I don't need constant attention." "Well how come you've attracted the whole class?" Octavia opened her mouth but no words came out, she turned around with a horrified expression on her face and saw everyone staring at her. She ran over to the teacher and said sorry at least a million times.
Class had finished and Octavias cheeks were as red as a red hot iron. The two strolled down the snow covered path, Octavia wearing a grey winter coat and Vinyl just wearing a white jacket yet she didn't even shiver. Vinyl walked casually looking pleased with herself. "I can't believe I have to spend tomorrow night at some bar with YOU" Octavia moaned. "Hey! I don't want to do it either but it's our assignment! Look, I'll let you choose the bar and the time. The places I go are probably too hard-core for you" Octavia huffed and waved her hand as if to say 'this conversation is over' but not for Vinyl. "Wait I need your number otherwise I won't know where I have to go and when!" Octavia rolled her eyes and stopped walking so she could write it down. "Don't even think of 'accidently' handing it out to your friends" "None of my friends will be interested in a stuck up snob like you"
Octavias phone made a ping sound. She turned it on and read the text from the DJ 'How are we gonna do this then?' the text read. 'the whiskey park, 7pm, be there… This is where our journey begins. And how these two complete opposites become the closest of friends.
