Sunny Disposition
Chapter 10
Sophia's POV
The day dragged, knowing that I was going on a date with Brian and that I was also going home tomorrow, to a horrible job, and to a town what now seemed horrible. I bought a new dress in town earlier today after breakfast, all I had packed with me was funeral clothes and jeans. Speaking of the funeral, nothing was said about it or about him ever since. I wasn't sure what this meant. It was different for me. The grief came in waves and threatened to consume me almost entirely. I was at the mercy of it's whims and at times it bit at me with such ferocity that I feared it would leave me an empty shell. But, people like Matt, Zacky, Johnny and Brian were there to make that all disappear and I was scared for when that left me again.
It was 6:30PM, Brian was late. At least I thought. I couldn't remember what time he told me, 6? 7? 8? I shrouded my body in one of the sacklike navy print dresses also with baby blue flowers that I'd bought off a street rack in around town. I would have preferred the big red roses or the orange dahlias: this dress made me look like an expanse of wallpaper. But I wanted something inconspicuous. I waved my hair, applied my makeup, gnawed on a chewing gum and sprayed perfume - and waited.
And waited.
It was 7:15 - I sighed long and hard. I waited. Waited. Sounds easy, right? Full bladder. Thirsty. Hungry. Aching muscles. Bored. I'm supposed to wait here until Brian comes and I'm already so wound up I'll probably just punch him when he gets here. I paced my room, up the 3 stairs to get to the bathroom, down them again - I have thought of these steps as something static. I have passed them so often, my black shoes making a gentle pitter patter on the stone-flecked grey.
It's never a great sign when my conversation-to-be is sounding witty in my head. For the most part it's a signal of the over confidence that comes before a big fall. I have to learn to be more natural, less rehearsed. I'm early of course, I have to be - he wouldn't be late
Brian's POV
I set off for her hotel room, late - the nerves' fault. Once I arrive, I'll saunter round the corner, hands in pockets, hair casually ruffled just the way she likes it. I knew she liked it by the way she looked at me. I wore black jeans complemented by a dark suit jacket. I was sweating, but I had goosebumps and dithered. I was so overwhelmed with feelings coming from every direction I just had to keep calm and dry.
I walked towards her room and almost silently knocked on her door. Instantly, she opened with a sigh of relief.
No matter the distance or time, my attraction to her remained constant. She could be at the ends of the earth and still I would feel pulled towards her. There is something about her and I that matches, but I was yet to figure that mystery out. So though it is her eyes, her skin, her face that I look upon, I know that the attraction runs deep to my core. I don't do superficial, I never did.
We walked down the hall, down the stairs and into reception - our fingers kept brushing together so much that by the time we reached the cab outside, I was desperate to hold her hand. I opened the door for her, and she climbed in - I followed.
"Where too?" the driver asked
"Can you take us to the center?"
I felt Sophia staring at me, I couldn't help but smile and stare back.
"Where we going?" she anticipated.
"Surprise" I smirked.
"There aren't many surprises in this town from what I remember" she giggled
"Hey hey hey, you'll love it"
We drove for 10 minutes, I gave the driver my money and we got out and walked across town to somewhere I promised I'd take her years ago
"You remember you always wanted to go to the disco ice rink when we we're, 16" I thought harshly, struggling to remember just how long ago it was.
"Yes.." she frowned suspiciously. "Well...." we approached a corner and well, I couldn't see it. All I could see was where it USED to be, and a big sign reading 'Barry's Barbecue Beefy Burger Bar'.
"Oh no" I frowned. She laughed with hysterics. She always said she hated her laugh, but every time I hear her giggling through her nose, snorting adorably, I fell a little more in love with her.
She giggled, the sound like a brook flowing merrily through a well-lit wood, like a waterfall, like she had something in her throat as she laughed. It was strained, verging on the sound of someone choking. It actually warmed my heart. "Well we can't eat here" I chuckled.
"Why not?" she calmed down. "I said I wanted to go here, so take me"
"Okay," I laughed. We walked into this rustic wooden restaurant and was greeted by a female waiter wearing a burger hat. We were so, overdressed.
"Hi, welcome to 'Barry's Barbecue Beefy Burger Bar' - is it just the two of you today?"
"Yes," she smiled. We followed the woman to a table, and I must say - the inside of the restaurant looked more tidy and hygienic than you'd think, and it looked more expensive. "Shit we can't eat here have you seen the price of this burger? Is it a whole cow?"
"Chill out, it's on me"
"No," she frowned. "I hate that"
"Sophia shut up and choose a burger" I laughed.
Sophia's POV
We ordered food, and Brian smiled at me proudly. "Listen," he began, I frowned with confusion at the whatever statement he was about to declare. "Me and the guys spoke earlier about the band, you know - missing our drummer" he looked down with remorse, took a gulp of his beer and sighed a fresh breath. "Well, we really want to carry on, James would have wanted us to carry Avenged Sevenfold on - we're gonna leave it a few months, carry on our album and find a perfect drummer"
"That will be good," I smiled sympathetically.
"But, we thought about tours and stuff, we thought about how great you've been and how you've been able to keep us sane, and not crying all week"
"Me?" I frowned. "Am I the new Sevenfold drummer?" I joked.
"No," he laughed. "But, with what you told me about your job - it sounded to me you could do with something better"
"Brian," I sighed. "What are you saying?"
"Last year our guitar tech got fired because he had an argument with Jimmy, it didn't end well and it fucked a lot of shows up - I know you teach guitar to kids and you're a singing teacher - we all thought maybe you could join us?"
"Me?" I frowned, again. I expected to speak with a greeting smile, but nothing came out besides non-understandable mumble of confusion. "Me? A guitar tech? I-I don't know"
"You could move over to us, stay with one of us until you find somewhere great - I know we've treat you like crap by leaving you before but, I guess this is the one sorry where we can actually fix it"
"Who's idea was this?" I smiled, expecting this to occur in the thoughts of Brian or sweet Johnny. It was actually an amazing idea and opportunity but I didn't know if it was best for me.
"Matt," Brian spoke reluctantly. "He wanted to tell you, but - I told him I was coming out with you tonight so I'd tell you-"
"He knows we're on a date?"
"I didn't use the word date," he bragged. "Anyway, why couldn't I tell-"
"Poor guy," my head fell into my hands. I felt like I was cheating on him. I was still confused about my feelings for Brian, and for Matt and this made it worse. Was it even a good idea me taking the job?
"Can we not talk about Matt on our date, and can you just answer if you'll take the job? It's great pay, and you get to see my sexy-self more, and you get to travel the world with us"
"Yes," I laughed - before even thinking about it my mouth spat an answer out. Tears even began forming in my eyes at the thought that I never had to step foot in that school again. "Wait-" I stopped. "My dog!!! I can't travel the world with my dog! I can't give him up for adoption, oh God I'll have to leave him with dad"
"Can we think about that another day and not put the mood down?" Brian cringed.
"But-"
"Sophia," he smiled. "We're on a date, and we're celebrating - think about that another day"
Matt would be devastated right now, and it will linger at the back of my mind all night. Why does everything have to be so difficult?
The day dragged, knowing that I was going on a date with Brian and that I was also going home tomorrow, to a horrible job, and to a town what now seemed horrible. I bought a new dress in town earlier today after breakfast, all I had packed with me was funeral clothes and jeans. Speaking of the funeral, nothing was said about it or about him ever since. I wasn't sure what this meant. It was different for me. The grief came in waves and threatened to consume me almost entirely. I was at the mercy of it's whims and at times it bit at me with such ferocity that I feared it would leave me an empty shell. But, people like Matt, Zacky, Johnny and Brian were there to make that all disappear and I was scared for when that left me again.
It was 6:30PM, Brian was late. At least I thought. I couldn't remember what time he told me, 6? 7? 8? I shrouded my body in one of the sacklike navy print dresses also with baby blue flowers that I'd bought off a street rack in around town. I would have preferred the big red roses or the orange dahlias: this dress made me look like an expanse of wallpaper. But I wanted something inconspicuous. I waved my hair, applied my makeup, gnawed on a chewing gum and sprayed perfume - and waited.
And waited.
It was 7:15 - I sighed long and hard. I waited. Waited. Sounds easy, right? Full bladder. Thirsty. Hungry. Aching muscles. Bored. I'm supposed to wait here until Brian comes and I'm already so wound up I'll probably just punch him when he gets here. I paced my room, up the 3 stairs to get to the bathroom, down them again - I have thought of these steps as something static. I have passed them so often, my black shoes making a gentle pitter patter on the stone-flecked grey.
It's never a great sign when my conversation-to-be is sounding witty in my head. For the most part it's a signal of the over confidence that comes before a big fall. I have to learn to be more natural, less rehearsed. I'm early of course, I have to be - he wouldn't be late
Brian's POV
I set off for her hotel room, late - the nerves' fault. Once I arrive, I'll saunter round the corner, hands in pockets, hair casually ruffled just the way she likes it. I knew she liked it by the way she looked at me. I wore black jeans complemented by a dark suit jacket. I was sweating, but I had goosebumps and dithered. I was so overwhelmed with feelings coming from every direction I just had to keep calm and dry.
I walked towards her room and almost silently knocked on her door. Instantly, she opened with a sigh of relief.
No matter the distance or time, my attraction to her remained constant. She could be at the ends of the earth and still I would feel pulled towards her. There is something about her and I that matches, but I was yet to figure that mystery out. So though it is her eyes, her skin, her face that I look upon, I know that the attraction runs deep to my core. I don't do superficial, I never did.
We walked down the hall, down the stairs and into reception - our fingers kept brushing together so much that by the time we reached the cab outside, I was desperate to hold her hand. I opened the door for her, and she climbed in - I followed.
"Where too?" the driver asked
"Can you take us to the center?"
I felt Sophia staring at me, I couldn't help but smile and stare back.
"Where we going?" she anticipated.
"Surprise" I smirked.
"There aren't many surprises in this town from what I remember" she giggled
"Hey hey hey, you'll love it"
We drove for 10 minutes, I gave the driver my money and we got out and walked across town to somewhere I promised I'd take her years ago
"You remember you always wanted to go to the disco ice rink when we we're, 16" I thought harshly, struggling to remember just how long ago it was.
"Yes.." she frowned suspiciously. "Well...." we approached a corner and well, I couldn't see it. All I could see was where it USED to be, and a big sign reading 'Barry's Barbecue Beefy Burger Bar'.
"Oh no" I frowned. She laughed with hysterics. She always said she hated her laugh, but every time I hear her giggling through her nose, snorting adorably, I fell a little more in love with her.
She giggled, the sound like a brook flowing merrily through a well-lit wood, like a waterfall, like she had something in her throat as she laughed. It was strained, verging on the sound of someone choking. It actually warmed my heart. "Well we can't eat here" I chuckled.
"Why not?" she calmed down. "I said I wanted to go here, so take me"
"Okay," I laughed. We walked into this rustic wooden restaurant and was greeted by a female waiter wearing a burger hat. We were so, overdressed.
"Hi, welcome to 'Barry's Barbecue Beefy Burger Bar' - is it just the two of you today?"
"Yes," she smiled. We followed the woman to a table, and I must say - the inside of the restaurant looked more tidy and hygienic than you'd think, and it looked more expensive. "Shit we can't eat here have you seen the price of this burger? Is it a whole cow?"
"Chill out, it's on me"
"No," she frowned. "I hate that"
"Sophia shut up and choose a burger" I laughed.
Sophia's POV
We ordered food, and Brian smiled at me proudly. "Listen," he began, I frowned with confusion at the whatever statement he was about to declare. "Me and the guys spoke earlier about the band, you know - missing our drummer" he looked down with remorse, took a gulp of his beer and sighed a fresh breath. "Well, we really want to carry on, James would have wanted us to carry Avenged Sevenfold on - we're gonna leave it a few months, carry on our album and find a perfect drummer"
"That will be good," I smiled sympathetically.
"But, we thought about tours and stuff, we thought about how great you've been and how you've been able to keep us sane, and not crying all week"
"Me?" I frowned. "Am I the new Sevenfold drummer?" I joked.
"No," he laughed. "But, with what you told me about your job - it sounded to me you could do with something better"
"Brian," I sighed. "What are you saying?"
"Last year our guitar tech got fired because he had an argument with Jimmy, it didn't end well and it fucked a lot of shows up - I know you teach guitar to kids and you're a singing teacher - we all thought maybe you could join us?"
"Me?" I frowned, again. I expected to speak with a greeting smile, but nothing came out besides non-understandable mumble of confusion. "Me? A guitar tech? I-I don't know"
"You could move over to us, stay with one of us until you find somewhere great - I know we've treat you like crap by leaving you before but, I guess this is the one sorry where we can actually fix it"
"Who's idea was this?" I smiled, expecting this to occur in the thoughts of Brian or sweet Johnny. It was actually an amazing idea and opportunity but I didn't know if it was best for me.
"Matt," Brian spoke reluctantly. "He wanted to tell you, but - I told him I was coming out with you tonight so I'd tell you-"
"He knows we're on a date?"
"I didn't use the word date," he bragged. "Anyway, why couldn't I tell-"
"Poor guy," my head fell into my hands. I felt like I was cheating on him. I was still confused about my feelings for Brian, and for Matt and this made it worse. Was it even a good idea me taking the job?
"Can we not talk about Matt on our date, and can you just answer if you'll take the job? It's great pay, and you get to see my sexy-self more, and you get to travel the world with us"
"Yes," I laughed - before even thinking about it my mouth spat an answer out. Tears even began forming in my eyes at the thought that I never had to step foot in that school again. "Wait-" I stopped. "My dog!!! I can't travel the world with my dog! I can't give him up for adoption, oh God I'll have to leave him with dad"
"Can we think about that another day and not put the mood down?" Brian cringed.
"But-"
"Sophia," he smiled. "We're on a date, and we're celebrating - think about that another day"
Matt would be devastated right now, and it will linger at the back of my mind all night. Why does everything have to be so difficult?
Notes
GUYS AVENGED WAS AMAZING I CANT BELIEVE IT
OK HERES THE STORY OF WHAT HAPPENED :
So, I got to the front and was on Zacky's side!!! SOBBED WHEN THEY CAME ON, even though I've seen them 3 times already!!! Still sob everytime. Then he tried to throw a pic at me all night and kept missing his aim. So. Here comes the part where my heart broke
At the end, a security guard in front of me found a pic of Zacky's and gave it to me, so I started crying again. Then a man next to me caught a Zacky pic, AND GAVE IT TO ME. SO I WAS SOBBING
THEN MATT COMES AT STANDS ON AN AMP IN FRONT OF ME HOLDING SETLISTS. EVERYONE POINTS AT ME AND HE HANDS ME ONE SO MY CRY IS IN SOBS
THEN THE BEST PART
SYN CAME OVER. EVERYONE POINTED AT ME.
HE KNELT ON AN AMP IN FRONT OF ME, PUT HIS HANDS UP AND SAID 'stop crying!' AND HANDED ME A GUITAR PIC AND I CRIED ALL THE WAY HOME I CANT BELIEVE IT I STILL CANT BELIEVE IT
AND ALSO........ AVENGED SEVENFOLD POSTED A VIDEO ON INSTAGRAM AND FACEBOOK - ITS A VIDEO OF A GUY JOINING THEM ON STAGE FOR NIGHTMARE. AND I AM IN THE VIDEO SINGING. OMG GO WATCH IM ON AT 1:09
ok sorry phew its all out of my system you guys are the only people I know who like A7X
is there any way I can show you guys some photos?
Team Brian! I'm really loving this! Off to read the continuation now x
6/29/17