I just knew I was going to be late! And that wasn't good, no that wouldn't be good at all! My name is Erica and I couldn't afford to be late in getting the band's drinks. It wasn't just any band, it was one of the hottest up and coming punk rock bands there was! Well, in the local scene anyway. They were so freaking cool too! Especially the band's leaders like Violet and Wade. I've had a crush on Wade for what seems like my whole life, but how could I compete with someone like Violet??
I'm not skinny or attractive at all. I'm 5 foot 4, and a bit over 200 pounds. I don't have lithe features or a graceful bearing. I'm called piggy by everyone. I pretty much have given up all hope in finding anyone for me, I'm just not good enough. My only real friends are the band and if I don't bring these drinks to them on time they will get very upset and then it goes really bad for me.
I'm struggling to carry them all and get through the crowd but the line is out the door. I'm on the verge of panic as well, I can't be late. Sarah had just started drinking and she wanted to try some new brews. Sarah NEVER passes up the opportunity to punish me if I fuck something up. The other band members can be harsh too but Sarah, god that pink haired bitch has it in for me.
And so now I'm racing, bumping into people and trying to get to the band before they go on stage. They wanted to down a drink or two before getting up there, it helps loosen them up. Tears are welling in my eyes as the announcer tells the crowd they will be on soon. Can I make it in time? Or am is Sarah going to do something terrible to me tonight? Maybe even worse than last time...
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