Chapter Two.
Four days have passed since I was at the super market, and I'm really excited for the Counting the Stars music festival. My outfits all sorted. I'm wearing silver sequinned skinny jeans and a loose, one-shoulder purple top with my purple converses.
I've been trying to keep myself busy, so now my room is spotless and everything in my wardrobe is in a colour-coded order, but I still haven't been able to completely wipe his face from my brain. I think that if I just new one single thing about him, like his name, then he wouldn't be such a mystery and I could get on with my life, but that's never going to happen because I will most likely never see him again in my life.
I agreed to let Becca drive, seeing as she's only 17 she can't drink, but that wasn't really a big deal, because even though I'm 18 I don't really drink much either. It starts at 8.00pm, but Becca's picking me up at 6.30pm.
I went out into the living room and Patrick was sitting by himself in front of the TV. He was watching a show that featured a variety of animals having human personas.
"What're ya watchin', Patrick?" I asked with enthusiasm.
"Arthur." he said without looking away from the TV screen.
"Awesome. Do you want anything to eat?" I started walking toward the kitchen as I spoke.
"Pizza please."
I chuckled, "You want pizza for breakfast?" I asked accusingly.
"Yes, cheese only please." he said, completely serious. I walked over to the phone and dialled the number of the local pizza shop.
"Penny's Pizza, what can I get for you today?" she asked in a fake cheerful tone.
"One large cheese pizza please, pick-up" I decided if we were going to start eating pizza for breakfast I might as well drive.
"Ok, that'll be ready in fifteen minutes and comes to $7.50. Have a nice day." and with that she hung up.
I went to my room and found my keys and wallet and put on some clothes that where decent enough to go outside in.
"I'll be back in a minute, ok?" I said to Patrick.
It was an extremely bright day, and I hadn't thought of bringing my sun glasses. My car was parked out on the street, and as I was walking around to the driver's side I noticed someone standing across the road. He was wearing skinny jeans and a grey t-shirt. It couldn't be him, and if it was him then I figured that would be something along the lines of stalking.
I turned the key in the ignition and pretended that I needed to pull in the driveway next to where he was standing to get on the other side of the road. He was facing the other way, so I rolled down my window and made sounds that would appear to anyone else as a coughing fit.
He turned around, and my heart skipped a beat. Well, until I looked closer and noticed that the guy was actually just some random Asian. He looked at me in confusion and I smiled and quickly rolled up my window.
When I got to the pizza shop, I realized that I was about 10 minutes late and that the pizza was sitting on the counter. I paid for it, then stopped at the 7/11 to get mine and Becca's supplies for that night.
When I got home I gave Patrick his pizza and took two slices for myself. I went into my bedroom and ate in silence. Why was my mind going crazy over this boy I didn't know any better than I did the queen of England?! My last boyfriend I had when I was 15 broke up with me because he said I never thought about him or his feelings... And what if I never see him again, which will most likely happen because I have lived here my whole life and I just happened to see him twice in one day? Will I ever be able to forget about him or am I doomed to spend my life thinking about that hot crazy guy? The one that got away...
I was brought back to reality by the buzzing of my phone; there was 1 new message from Willow, a girl in my yoga class.
Heyy, Lucy GUESS WHAT! My friend had a ticket she was selling for the festival tonight yayayaya! I'll see you there. xxxx
I text Becca, then went and had a shower. When I got out the phone was ringing. I wrapped a towel around myself and ran up the hallway to get it.
"Hello?" I asked, out of breath.
"Heyy Lucy, its Becca." she said in a rushed voice.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Umm, I think we should leave as soon as we can for tonight, because I heard on the radio that there're major traffic jams!" she said, sounding worried.
"Oh, ok. Well, I'll start getting ready now, come pick me up in an hour?" She agreed and hung up the phone.
I walked over to my closet and got out my outfit. I put it on, and put all my stuff in my lime green over-the-shoulder bag. After I pulled on my Converse, I went out the front and lay down on the front path. I closed my eyes and watched the sun make an orange pattern on the back of my eyelids.
Beep, beeeep, beep, beep! I opened my eyes; Becca was staring impatiently from the driver's seat.
I hopped up and got in the car. Becca was wearing green shorts with a purple sleeveless hoodie and gold high top sneakers. Her car was littered with fast food wrappers, items of clothing and a large assortment of other random Items.
"Hey, are we ready to go?"I asked.
"Um, I suppose. What where you doing down there?" she asked hesitantly.
"Relaxing" I said plainly.
The two hour drive to the festival went by quickly because we were so excited. Becca had made a special CD for the drive and when we got there it was already packed. We parked about a kilometre away and started to walk towards the gates. People were swarming everywhere in groups and to the left of me was a group of about seven fifteen-year-old girls, all wearing matching singlets with some band written across the front and the rest covered with felt love hearts.
When we finally got through the gates we pushed through the crowds towards the main stage. There were still three hours till Calvin Harris came on, but there was still plenty of other great acts before. Our plan was to slowly make our way to the front, so buy the time Calvin came on we would be at the front.
When we were about a quarter of the way into the crowd my phone started ringing to the tune of Lady GaGa – Bad Romance. I pulled it out and read the screen. It was a text message from Willow;
Lucy! I'm here. Come meet me near the Channel [V] tent! Xx
I put my phone back in my bag and looked around for Becca. "Willow's here, we have to go get her."
As we were walking towards the tent, I noticed Becca freeze mid step. I looked back at her and she was staring wide-eyed at something behind me "What?" I asked, intrigued.
"Oh, my God! Look! Look over there, its Short Stack! I can't believe it!" I grinned at Becca's squeal, then turned to look. I'd only ever heard about this band, 'Short Stack' when Becca started talking about them which she liked to do a lot, but I had never actually seen a picture of them, so when I turned around all the hundreds of faces blurred into a swirl of sweaty teenagers.
"Where abouts?" I asked intently. I turned to look at Becca but she wasn't there. I quickly turned around, but I couldn't see her anywhere. There was a large group of people gathered just in front of me, so I assumed she must have gone over there to get closer to Short Stack.
I walked over to the group, but couldn't see her anywhere, so I decided to go around the back of the tent to see if Willow was there. I was walking closely behind a guy who was wearing shorts and a fluoro green singlet when he suddenly stopped and I crashed into his back. I fell onto my ass and was suddenly yanked back up by someone holding my arms.
I turned around and was standing an inch away, face-to-face with the crazy guy from the music shop.
"Thanks" I said a bit flustered.
"No problem. Are you ok?" He said sounding generally concerned.
"Umm, yer I think so. Haha" I felt my cheeks flush pink, "I was just looking for my friend. We were coming to meet someone, and then she saw this band, Short Stack, that she really likes, and then I turned around and she was gone." I looked up at him and he had a weird expression on his face "Are you ok?" I asked. He made a choked-laugh sound, then straightened up his face.
"Yeah, sorry. Do you want some help finding your friends?" I looked him in the eyes, then quickly took a step back.
"That would be nice, thanks." I turned and started walking towards the other side of the tent. I got on my tippy toes and noticed the top of some overly curly brown hair. I turned around to the guy, "I can see her." I said happily. I turned and started walking towards her, but was pulled back by someone holding my arm. I turned around.
"I just thought I should let you know my name."
I looked at him "Haha, yeah, that would probably be good. Well, I'm Lucy Stevenson. Nice to officially meet you." I stuck out my hand with a grin.
He put his hand in mine and said, "Nice to meet you Lucy. I'm Bradie Webb." We shook hands, then I turned to start towards Becca again.
"Hey, Lucy, where have you been? I was looking for you every where." said Becca in a worried tone.
"I was with my friend, Brad.." I turned around, but he was gone, "Um, I just ran into someone I knew." I said looking around.