Harry

Quite honestly, spraying Fang with the rather potent body spray will probably be my favorite part of the day. Except for the fact that Fang showering means Fang taking an extra 20 minutes that we don't have. Especially considering the fact that Fang takes like half a day to get dressed. By the time he'd put on his third or fourth favorite black outfit that looked exactly like the last two or three, we were running about half an hour late. Thankfully all of us were already in the car for at least 10 minutes. Some of us a whole fourty minutes. What's good for us is that JJ the speed changer also doubles as JJ the Speeding Blur Who Hopefully Won't Get Us Killed. So we made it just under the wire. This time with all of our body parts attatched. This time.

What's truly amazing is that when we first get to the small cramped backstage room that we're using for practice, literally not one of us sits down at the right instrument. JJ picks up the bass, Nudge sits down at the keyboard, I myself grab the guitar, and having nothing better to do, Fang settles for sitting at the drums. And that's how the first 15 minutes of band practice started out with various noises that sounded like our band might be getting violently murdered.

Eventually though, we all took our rightful places it the set up and started warming up. Me at the piano, Nudge on drums, JJ with lead guitar, and Fang rounding us out with the bass. He didn't play an instrument when we started, and we tried to convince him to take up the harmonica. Sadly it didn't take. Now we're just average as always. I myself play the piano, the violin, the cello, and the flute. Mom was really big on music and I liked the instruments. I'll spare you the gory details of practicing with our band, there's always at least three big fights, and I don't want you to get sick of hearing our songs before our big show. With Hermione. Two days until I get to see her again. Or maybe I can get her to go on a date with me tonight or tomorrow.

Hermione. We'd been texting pretty much nonstop since last night, in fact, that was one of the bigger events in practice, JJ took my phone so I would focus. Fight #2 of the day, I wasn't really fighting because I was upset, I just wanted my phone back. Hermione is absolutely and completely adorable. When I told her JJ took my phone she just sent me a bunch of gifs of people crying. Adorable. And maybe a little weird, but it's not like I have room to talk. Four hours of my day sold to band practice already. Jesus.

[iMessage: Hermione G.] So... I was wondering if you might want to hang out tonight? I've never been to Phoenix before.

God. All I want to do is sound cool and smart and funny so Hermione will like me but then I come up with genius sentences like- Oh. She answered.

Guess who has two thumbs, white hair and date tonight?

Max

I promised an explanation or introduction of my siblings, so here it is. There's me, Maya, who are twins, but don't act like it and Ella who's not my twin even though she does act like it. She's 15. And then there's the odd one out. My brother. Ari. He and Maya are like best friends even though Ari's like 10. Without a doubt Ari's my favorite too. He's sweet and tiny and even though he's sometimes the second most annoying person in my life, he's still totally great. But he doesn't like me all that much when I'm home. He likes to text me while I'm away, but Maya and he are total bros.

My parents are in a super awkward situation where they're divorced, but my dad can't exactly afford to move out. So we pretend like everything's normal and that he didn't completely and totally try and ditch us the first chance he got. We're not close. Never have been. Never will be if I get my way. But our family preaches positivity, so I'm never allowed to say that to his face.

None of this however, is relevant in my current situation. Which is being pressed up against Fang Walker in one of the many closets in our performance venue. I will not kiss him. I will not kiss him. I will not kiss him. That's something that only happens on concert days. But god we're close together. He's just talking on the phone with his brother who is apparently skipping out on leg day. I've never met the wonderful wise Harry Walker, but I've heard good things. Come to think of it I've never met most of Encyclopedia Britanica, but from what I've heard, Harry's the nicest. Well, and the little drummer girl. I snap back to what I hope is not reality as Fang laughed and hung up on his twin before putting leaning back on the door and smiling at me.

Allow me to tell you how I ended up here. It's simple really, Ari wanted pictures of the venue, he's really into all the acoustic stuff, not so much into the travel. So, I was wandering around the music hall, taking pictures ocassionally when suddenly, SHOCK! Fang pulled me into the closet, while he was on his phone. How rude does it get? He wasn't even supposed to be there.

"So Ride. You up for hanging out tonight, or are you afraid you can't handle a night out with me?" He teased, raising an eyebrow at me. Was he seriously asking me out? Fang and I don't do datey stuff. Which reminds me...

"Can't. Meeting someone else for dinner." That'll throw him for a loop. And it does, I can see the shock register on his face for a minute before he forces it away in favor of his usual smirk.

He then slides into an almost irresistable pout, pressing his lips together carefully. "Ah geez Maximum. You're breaking my heart." He whined, making sure to put an extra twang on his words where he could. Why do I think Texas accents are attractive? Texas isn't attractive. But Fang is. And I guess that means that his accent is as well.

I reached around him carefully and gripped the door handle before pushing it out from behind him and laughing as he stumbled backwards. I moved to walk past him, but he grabbed my waist, seemingly for balance but we all know that's not true. "I know you'll find your way back to me." He muttered before releasing me and starting back towards the main doors again.

I. Can. Not. Stand. Him.

But I wasn't kidding. I really do have a date with someone else, but we've dated before. Broken up. The whole nine yards. But I have to admit, I'm excited to see him again.