I stepped off the still running bus and was met by scalding sun. "Fuck," I mumbled, covering my eyes with my hands. I already felt myself already starting to sweat. "Ugh," I groaned and looked up to the building in front of us. It was a dark grey brick, with black windows that looked old; almost like an industrial look. I followed my manager into the dark grey building. Once inside the cool air hit my face, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It was too hot here; it must have been at least 37 Celsius.
My manager led me through what seemed like 10 hallways; fully decked out with pictures from what looked like the stage, show posters, and celebrities. We arrived to a plain white room with chairs, a white couch, and a round coffee table with fake fruit. I dropped my backpack on a chair, and flopped onto the couch, pulling my phone out.
6:45 pm
August 20, 2018
Signe
My stomach dropped and I already knew from my last message I sent, it would be a fight. I rolled my eyes and threw my phone into my backpack. The fight wasn't worth it; and there was no point in being upset right before my show. I dug a few papers out of my bag, kicked my feet up on the table, and began running over the show that would start in 15 minutes.
I heard my name being called over the loud speaker, and I stepped out onto the stage, jumping up and down and waving at the crowd I couldn't see from all the lights in my face. It sounded like a full house.
I walked to the front and grabbed the mic; looking down into the front row at all the fans going crazy. The spot where Signe should have been, was a couple familiar faces. Bob, Wade, Ethan, and Mark. My stomach was doing flip flops from my dream, and I realized how excited I was to see him.
"What are you guys doing here?" I mouthed to them, careful to hold the mic away from my face. Mark's eyes met mine and I melted; I couldn't help but smile. He was smirking at me, and nudging Bob next to him.
I stared back at the crowd and started my introductions, thinking about hanging out with friends later, and how excited I was to see Mark.
"And I will see all you dudes, IN THE NEXT SHOW!" I screamed at the crowd as I waved them off and exited the stage. As soon as I did, I was met by Bob, Wade, Ethan, and Mark. "You guys!" I exclaimed grabbing them in a group hug. There was a round of "Awh's" coming from all of them. I pulled back laughing, and looked to Mark. He was wearing his 'lucky' flannel, with dark jeans, and his hair was perfect, a little longer, but I liked it. His brown eyes warm, and inviting. He placed his arm around my shoulder and it felt like I would have heart failure; I hope he didn't notice. "So, we were all in town and thought we'd all hangout for a few days!" Bob said gesturing to everyone.
"This is your last show, right?" Mark asked; I could feel his hot breath on my face. It sent a shiver down my spine. "Yeah!" I exclaimed, getting more excited to hang out with friends. "Have you eaten?" Wade asked as we walked toward the plain white room to grab my stuff. My stomach growled right after he asked, "No," we laughed. Mark took his arm off my shoulders and I already missed his touch.
We reached the room and I flopped onto the couch, I could feel my stomach growl again. Everyone followed in suit; Bob and Ethan took the chairs, and Mark and Wade sat next to me on the couch. Once Mark sat next to me, I felt all the hairs on my body stand straight up. He smelled of musk; almost like a fresh morning in a forest.
"So, what are we thinking?" Bob asked, rubbing his hands together. "I'm not really sure of what's around here." I chimed in.
Mark put his arms on the couch, one behind my head, one behind Wade's. I shivered again.
"There's a new place downtown with amazing wings." Mark said, almost moaning. We all laughed, and decided that was the spot. I grabbed my bag and everyone filed out, I looked up and caught Mark at the door.
"Mark?" I asked, not knowing what I would say.
He turned and looked at me, smiling. "Yeah?"
I paused for a minute. "I'm ugh…" Having weird thoughts about you…. "Really glad you're here."
He smiled bigger, "Me too," He extended an arm out to me and I walked toward him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders again. His musky smell almost turning me on.
I have to figure out what was happening.