Vic walked out of the double doors of his high school, excited to finally start his weekend. His best friend Dylan had plans for them to go to Dylan's play some video games and then go out for dinner and drinks with the rest of their friends.

"I hope you're ready for me to kick your skinny Mexican ass" Dylan laughed as he pushed the doors open, stepping into the warm sun.

"Yeah, whatever bro" Vic replied. Vic looked around the parking lot for Dylan's car but his search was cut short when a girl he's never seen before waved towards his direction. "Who is that?" He asked, pointing at the girl as she walked closer to them, her long brown hair flowing in the wind.

"This is Julie" Dylan said and hugged her. "Julie, this is Vic"

"Hello, Vic. I've heard a lot about you from Dylan. How are you?" She smiled and Vic could feel his heart begin to race. He hoped that his face didn't give away his feelings.

Julie was beautiful. She was the embodiment of perfect youth. Her long brown hair fell into perfect waves. Her teeth, straight and white looked perfect in comparison to her darker skin tone. Vic loved the sound of her voice. He could listen to it all day if she allowed him too. Vic couldn't help but stare at her. He wanted to take in all that he could before she left them.

"Well, we have to go. I'll see you tomorrow?" Dylan broke the silence.

"Yeah Dyl, see you tomorrow" Julia smiled and Vic felt his stomach flip. "It was nice to finally meet you Vic"

As Julia walked away Vic's mind was racing with ideas. He wanted to see Julia again. He wanted to know everything about her. He wanted to see her smile all day and hear her laugh in his dreams. Vic wanted everything with Julia. He needed to know her.

"Dude, did you just forget how human interaction works or what?" Dylan said, walking to his car, leaving Vic still standing in his place. Dylan turned around and saw his best friend looking like a complete idiot. "HELLLOOOOOO? Earth to Vic!"

"Sorry man. Just..." Vic paused and gathered his thoughts. "Who is Julie?"

"She's one of the dancers for the play this year. She's really nice" Dylan knew exactly why Vic was asking. "You should audition, we need a guitarist for the band." Vic didn't answer and Dylan knew exactly why. "She's cute right?" Dylan asked knowing exactly what Vic's answer would be.

"Beautiful. She's beautiful man" Vic wasn't only telling Dylan, he was also telling himself. Beautiful girls like Julie don't go after guys like him. There was a reason the had never seen her before, she was way out of his league.

"Go for it"

Vic was surprised by what Dylan said. "Dude, you saw her first."

"I'm more interested in her friend than her. That smile she gave you man. I think you should go for it"

Vic could only smile on the drive to Dylan's. He was thinking about Julie and the immediate effect he had on her. She was enchanting; Vic had never wanted to know someone the way he wanted to know her.


As Vic woke up he mentally cursed the bright morning sun shining through his windows. He dragged his feet across his carpeted floor into his bathroom - way to tired to walk properly. He threw some water on his face in a desperate attempt to finally wake himself up. Vic looked at himself in the mirror and compared what he saw now to the Vic he remembered back then. He looked the same- just older. He allowed his hair to grow long; part of the rock star look. Other than that everything was the same. Vic still looked like Vic. He left the bathroom and walked downstairs to his kitchen only to be greeted by his brother and band mates.

“Good morning bro” Mike, Vic’s brother, greeted him. Vic could only groan in response. “Whoa, bad night?”

“You could say that…” Vic’s voice trailed off as he sipped his coffee that Mike had set out for him.

“Everything alright? ” Vic’s best friend Tony asked as he walked and stood next to Vic. “Another bad dream?”

“Same one about Julie”

“Oh…” Tony’s face was full of concern. “Isn’t this like the eighth time?”

“Ninth, I’ve had this dream nine fucking times” Vic rolled his eyes and walked over to the kitchen table where Jaime was sitting.

“You know what this means right?” Jaime spoke up. “It’s time you find this girl. You have some unresolved feelings”

Vic thought about it. Could he just pick up the phone and call Julie? What would he say? The last time they talked it didn’t end on good terms and Vic was nervous that if he were to call her, the conversation would start the same way they ended. Vic rubbed his eyes and groaned.

Vic thought back to when he saw Julie last. Her short black hair blowing in the wind and the eyes that Vic loved. She wasn’t smiling; she was holding back tears. Julie was walking onto a bus, holding onto her bags and a bus ticket. Vic tried to stop her, stop the girl he loved from walking out of his life but he knew that he had made a few too many mistakes. Mistakes that couldn’t be taken back nor could be fixed with ‘I’m sorry’ and a box of chocolate. Julie had told Vic that she loved him – she did – but she could not forgive and forget. Julie needed to get away – away from San Diego and from Vic. He asked her not to go, he begged her, but her mind was made up. Julie had to leave.

“I need more sleep” he muttered to himself and started to walk back to his room.

“Wait!” Mike yelled, stopping Vic in his tracks. Mike had gotten an e-mail form the band’s manager. “He wants us to do an interview for a music blog”

“Tell him sure, I don’t mind” Vic said.

“Are you sure?” Mike walked up behind Vic and showed him the e-mail on his phone. “Look at the interviewer’s name”

“Fuck…is that?” Vic had to re-read the name several times.

“Julie Portilla…?”

Notes

And now the story begins! I meant to have this posted a few days ago but life has been crazy and I've been busy but all of that is done and I can relax for a few days!

Please Keep Chasing Me is still amazing and getting better every chapter.

Thank you,
Love yourself, Love each other, Love this band
xoxo