Chapter 5: Dirty Warehouse
Rosalina's POV
We were at an old, abandoned warehouse. It was dusty, all the furniture covered, and all around disgusting. Nat lead us over to a stage of sorts, jumping up on it. He had a giant smile on his face, looking down at us. "This is one of my mom's old warehouses. No one uses it now, so it's all ours." He pulled a sheet off of something, revealing a keyboard in the front. He then did the same two more times, revealing another keyboard and a drum set. "You guys don't love it?"
"It's dusty," David said.
"And dirty," Thomas added.
"Very old," Qaasim said.
"Come on guys," Nat said. "What about you, Rosalina?"
"I agree with them," I said. "But it's a place that we can make as much noise as we want in, so let's go."
Kristina came in, a case slung across her back. She cringed, handing me my bass. "It's gross in here." she said.
"Okay, let's get through this." Cooper said, climbing onto the stage. "The dance is from 7-10. They want you guys to play from 8:30-9:00 and then 9:30-9:45 and each song should be about three minutes. Do the math."
"15 songs," I said almost instantly.
"So how many songs are we at right now?" Cooper asked.
"A lot," Nat simply answered, earning snickers from his friends.
"28," Alex answered.
"I thought it was 27?" Nat asked.
"I wrote a song," Alex said.
"Nice one, Alex," Nat said.
"Okay, chose 15. You can give us titles and we help you pick or you could pick by yourself." Cooper said, hopping off of the stage. "And I don't want to go to school has to be one.
"I vote Rosalina!" I exclaimed, making the guys laugh.
"You wrote a song about her without even trying to hide the fact it's for her?" Kristina asked.
"Alex, what's your song called?" Nat asked, ignoring them.
"Three is enough," Alex said.
"So we only need 13 more," I said.
We made a list of all of the songs Nat wrote and now we were choosing.
(Songs about me)
Crazy Car
I Indeed Can See
Fishin For Love
Beautiful Eyes
Girl of My Dreams
Mystery Girl
Tall Girls, Short Girls...You
Proof of My Love
Everybody's Cried at Least Once
Eventually
I'll Do Anything
I've Got a Question
Your Smile
No Night is Perfect
Fire
Just a Girl I Know
(The other ones)
Curious
Hardcore Wrestlers
Got No Mojo
If There Was a Place To Hide
I'm Out
Run
I Don't Want to Go To School
Body I Occupy
If That's Not Love
If You Can Make It Through the Rain
"I don't think we should do many of the lovey songs," Alex said. "We should do mine, those ten songs you listed—"
"2 more," Nat said.
"Rosalina!" I exclaimed.
"Eventually," Kristina said.
"Stop! We've reached nine," Nat said.
"I'm sorry, but it's been bugging me since I got here," Kristina said. "Rosalina why aren't you wearing a shirt?"
I looked at Nat, but talked to her and all of them. "Well I was minding my business trying to find a shirt that I didn't have when Nat walked in while I was still naked—"
"You were wearing clothes, okay? All you were missing was a shirt." Nat interrupted.
"Anyway, he goes you still aren't finished? And I'm just like a need to find a shirt." I said. "Nat says that's not a shirt? I tell him it's a bra and he says it's not like you need it. You have no boobs."
Everyone burst out laughing. Even Cooper was laughing. Nat was shaking his head, holding back his laughter.