Another Story About This Subject, chapter 1
Tamara's POV
Thursday
I slammed the door shut and sunk down against it in tears. How could he do this? Right now, everything was so perfect. We were perfect but what he thought not. Let me tell you who I am before we get into the story. My name is Tamara but Tam for short, I don't exactly like the name Tamara so yeah just call me Tam for now. I am 19 and I currently live in Las Angelos. I grew up in Australia with my family but when I turned 18 I moved. I moved because I am in a band and we had to go on tour and I really wanted to make a fresh start somewhere new. Las Angelos is a bit too busy for me now so I'm moving in two days.
The band started when we were all about 13 and we used to make heaps of EPs but just at the end of year 12 we made an album and went on tour after we finished high school. I love my band mates, Lana plays bass and backup vocals, Amy plays drums and I sing and play lead guitar. We have been besties for ages.
I am pretty short, I stopped growing in year 7 after a huge growth spurt. I naturally had brown hair but I dyed it black and put pink streaks in it, I always dreamed of having it like that. I have deep blue eyes, not dark just really blue so they stand out alot.
Back to where I am, sobbing on the ground with my head in my two trembling hands. Thankfully I use a strong type of mascara so it doesn't run down my face looking like my face has deep black cracks in it. My boyfriend Glenn just dumped me. He obviously couldn't take me being some rockstar or something. Geez are songs are famous but like I'm not that popular. I looked up and wrapped my arms around my knees. I look on my table to see a huge dictionary on it. I looked at it in hatred, it knew to much, just sometimes I feel like ripping that thing to bits... fucking know it all.
I soon heard knocking on my door. "Hey Tam you okay in there" it was Lana. We talked to each other about everything and we were always there for each other. I was one of the main people that explained things to her about puberty and stuff when we were 12. No matter how gross it was we always came to each other for advice.
"Tam, listen do you wanna talk about this?" she sighed. I opened the door. She realized I had been crying. All three of us share a small little apartment but at least we get a bedroom eachother. She walks in and sits on my bed. She pats a spot next to her suggesting I sit down next to her. I walk over and plonk myself on the bed. "So what's wrong?" she says, I breathed in.
"Glenn dumped me." I said finally.
"Oh."
"Yeah." Glenn has been with me since I came here. He was always there for me but I think working on the new album alot kind of screwed him up.
"So he ain't coming with us on Saturday?"
"No."
"Listen Tam, forget about him, sure he was sweet and all but he was a bit of a weirdo."
I laughed a bit.
"At times he was." I said smiling.
"At times? He was one of those frigen Star Wars fanatics!" I laughed more. She is good at cheering me up.
Saturday 10am
I picked up the bags. Man that airplane ride was uncomfortable. I had to get up at like 6am so I am also hell tired. Amy picked up her stuff and stood next to Lana and I. "Well, this is the place where we live?" she asks,
"Damn you are an idiot, we don't live in an airport!" Lana says while whaking her over the head.
"No I mean this part of America."
"Geez we didn't move that far!" I laughed at their stupidity. We walked out of the airport and caught a cab. Most of our stuff was brought over yesterday so we had only our suitcases.
11:50 pm
"No it was fucking Adam Sandler." Lana slirred, we were all drunk in the living room for a bit of a private house warming party.
"Hell no it is dat guy." Amy disagreed half yelling. "Tam you know that guy." She turned to me.
"Listen I don't even know what movie you guys are even talking about." I said moving my arms about spilling some of my alchohol on the floor. "Aww fucking hell!" I respond.
"Ha ha!" Amy said pointing at me. I settle the beer on the table and go get some paper towel to clean up the spill. We don't usually drink but this is like a celebration of a new life. Lana always wanted to move here in Oakland, you can guess why.
"So what movie was it?" I said after cleaning up.
"Fuck I think it was Liar Liar." Lana said trying to remember.
"No no no, it was something else." Amy said objecting.
"Fuck I can't even remember." Lana said rubbing her head.
"Neither."
"Well how do you know it isn't Liar Liar?!"
"I don't know." Amy giggled.
"Ok you two are definetly drunk!" I laugh,
"Woop te doo!" Amy said twirling her hand in the air around in circles. "Hey lets go to Hooters!"
"1, I don't think there is one here and 2, you ain't a guy." Lana laughed.
"Ohhh, don't they have guys working there or something though?" Amy asked.
"I don't know I've never been there," I said taking a sip out of my drink, "and I don't plan too."
"Hey it's 12 o'clock." Lana pinpointed.
"Happy New Year!!!!" Amy yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Amy it is half way through the year." I laugh. After a while we felt a little dizzy so we went to bed before we all passed out.
Monday
I'm just walking down some road to the studio. I got to see what it is like since we are going to be recording there. Amy and Lana both went out but they are so called 'counting on me' to check it out. I had some music sheets in my arms to show the people who work there. As I walk I notice a beautiful tree. Suddenly not knowing what the hell I am doing I bump into someone. "Sorry." we both say at the same time. I look into there eyes. It is a guy about my age with big brown eyes and brownish blackish hair. We stutter for a moment. "Here let me get that for you." he said picking up the papers which fell on the ground.
I start helping him. He picks up one and looks at it stunned. "Musician?" he asks, I smile.
"Yeah, band actually." I reply.
"Band, cool."
He picks up the last one and hands them to me. "Thanks." I say quietly, oh my god I am falling for someone and I don't even know who they are, geez this incident is just like in the movies... crap.
"No problem."
"Thanks again, see ya." I headed off. "Wait!" I hear, I turn around and it was him. "Listen I'm no freak or nothing but urrr... do you wanna meet sometime or something." I stood silent.
"Yeah sure." I said finally and I got a ripped off a bit of paper and quickly wrote down my number. He did the same.
"Joey." he says holding his hand out.
"Tamara." I say shaking his hand. "But call me Tam."
"Ok, Tam, I'll call you sometime."
"Like wise." We both wave and head off in our different directions.
Note from the writer: yeah i know another one of these stories but hey at least she doesn't know his last name yet so she won't know. This is not me cuz my name is not Tamara so yeah.
Thursday
I slammed the door shut and sunk down against it in tears. How could he do this? Right now, everything was so perfect. We were perfect but what he thought not. Let me tell you who I am before we get into the story. My name is Tamara but Tam for short, I don't exactly like the name Tamara so yeah just call me Tam for now. I am 19 and I currently live in Las Angelos. I grew up in Australia with my family but when I turned 18 I moved. I moved because I am in a band and we had to go on tour and I really wanted to make a fresh start somewhere new. Las Angelos is a bit too busy for me now so I'm moving in two days.
The band started when we were all about 13 and we used to make heaps of EPs but just at the end of year 12 we made an album and went on tour after we finished high school. I love my band mates, Lana plays bass and backup vocals, Amy plays drums and I sing and play lead guitar. We have been besties for ages.
I am pretty short, I stopped growing in year 7 after a huge growth spurt. I naturally had brown hair but I dyed it black and put pink streaks in it, I always dreamed of having it like that. I have deep blue eyes, not dark just really blue so they stand out alot.
Back to where I am, sobbing on the ground with my head in my two trembling hands. Thankfully I use a strong type of mascara so it doesn't run down my face looking like my face has deep black cracks in it. My boyfriend Glenn just dumped me. He obviously couldn't take me being some rockstar or something. Geez are songs are famous but like I'm not that popular. I looked up and wrapped my arms around my knees. I look on my table to see a huge dictionary on it. I looked at it in hatred, it knew to much, just sometimes I feel like ripping that thing to bits... fucking know it all.
I soon heard knocking on my door. "Hey Tam you okay in there" it was Lana. We talked to each other about everything and we were always there for each other. I was one of the main people that explained things to her about puberty and stuff when we were 12. No matter how gross it was we always came to each other for advice.
"Tam, listen do you wanna talk about this?" she sighed. I opened the door. She realized I had been crying. All three of us share a small little apartment but at least we get a bedroom eachother. She walks in and sits on my bed. She pats a spot next to her suggesting I sit down next to her. I walk over and plonk myself on the bed. "So what's wrong?" she says, I breathed in.
"Glenn dumped me." I said finally.
"Oh."
"Yeah." Glenn has been with me since I came here. He was always there for me but I think working on the new album alot kind of screwed him up.
"So he ain't coming with us on Saturday?"
"No."
"Listen Tam, forget about him, sure he was sweet and all but he was a bit of a weirdo."
I laughed a bit.
"At times he was." I said smiling.
"At times? He was one of those frigen Star Wars fanatics!" I laughed more. She is good at cheering me up.
Saturday 10am
I picked up the bags. Man that airplane ride was uncomfortable. I had to get up at like 6am so I am also hell tired. Amy picked up her stuff and stood next to Lana and I. "Well, this is the place where we live?" she asks,
"Damn you are an idiot, we don't live in an airport!" Lana says while whaking her over the head.
"No I mean this part of America."
"Geez we didn't move that far!" I laughed at their stupidity. We walked out of the airport and caught a cab. Most of our stuff was brought over yesterday so we had only our suitcases.
11:50 pm
"No it was fucking Adam Sandler." Lana slirred, we were all drunk in the living room for a bit of a private house warming party.
"Hell no it is dat guy." Amy disagreed half yelling. "Tam you know that guy." She turned to me.
"Listen I don't even know what movie you guys are even talking about." I said moving my arms about spilling some of my alchohol on the floor. "Aww fucking hell!" I respond.
"Ha ha!" Amy said pointing at me. I settle the beer on the table and go get some paper towel to clean up the spill. We don't usually drink but this is like a celebration of a new life. Lana always wanted to move here in Oakland, you can guess why.
"So what movie was it?" I said after cleaning up.
"Fuck I think it was Liar Liar." Lana said trying to remember.
"No no no, it was something else." Amy said objecting.
"Fuck I can't even remember." Lana said rubbing her head.
"Neither."
"Well how do you know it isn't Liar Liar?!"
"I don't know." Amy giggled.
"Ok you two are definetly drunk!" I laugh,
"Woop te doo!" Amy said twirling her hand in the air around in circles. "Hey lets go to Hooters!"
"1, I don't think there is one here and 2, you ain't a guy." Lana laughed.
"Ohhh, don't they have guys working there or something though?" Amy asked.
"I don't know I've never been there," I said taking a sip out of my drink, "and I don't plan too."
"Hey it's 12 o'clock." Lana pinpointed.
"Happy New Year!!!!" Amy yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Amy it is half way through the year." I laugh. After a while we felt a little dizzy so we went to bed before we all passed out.
Monday
I'm just walking down some road to the studio. I got to see what it is like since we are going to be recording there. Amy and Lana both went out but they are so called 'counting on me' to check it out. I had some music sheets in my arms to show the people who work there. As I walk I notice a beautiful tree. Suddenly not knowing what the hell I am doing I bump into someone. "Sorry." we both say at the same time. I look into there eyes. It is a guy about my age with big brown eyes and brownish blackish hair. We stutter for a moment. "Here let me get that for you." he said picking up the papers which fell on the ground.
I start helping him. He picks up one and looks at it stunned. "Musician?" he asks, I smile.
"Yeah, band actually." I reply.
"Band, cool."
He picks up the last one and hands them to me. "Thanks." I say quietly, oh my god I am falling for someone and I don't even know who they are, geez this incident is just like in the movies... crap.
"No problem."
"Thanks again, see ya." I headed off. "Wait!" I hear, I turn around and it was him. "Listen I'm no freak or nothing but urrr... do you wanna meet sometime or something." I stood silent.
"Yeah sure." I said finally and I got a ripped off a bit of paper and quickly wrote down my number. He did the same.
"Joey." he says holding his hand out.
"Tamara." I say shaking his hand. "But call me Tam."
"Ok, Tam, I'll call you sometime."
"Like wise." We both wave and head off in our different directions.
Note from the writer: yeah i know another one of these stories but hey at least she doesn't know his last name yet so she won't know. This is not me cuz my name is not Tamara so yeah.
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