I'll do anything for you

Tony's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe Victor had found a job for me & Mike. Mike was already at Hot Topic to talk to the manager & all, Victor is driving me in his car right now for my job interview. I'm really nervous.

"Don't worry Tony, you'll do great." Victor spoke, parking the car in front of the Music shop.

"What if he doesn't like me?" I asked. My palms were getting really sweaty .

"He will. Now go in there & show no fear!" Victor shouted. I blushed a bright red when I noticed that everyone was looking at us with our windows down.

"Okay.." I said back. I got out of the car & took a deep breath before opening the door & stepping inside.

I looked around the music shop first, taking in the scent, feeling the cool conditioned air of the room, looking at the many guitars & bases on the walls. This was an extremely big place. If I kept walking I would have ended up in the drum section.

I saw the man Victor had described & slowly approached him, he was finished talking to a customer & then turned his attention towards me. I wasn't expecting him to turn around so quick but panicked when he said my name.

"Ah! You must be Tony?!" The older man shouted, waving his hands in the air.

"Y-yea...um..uh..How did you know?" I asked, awkwardly swaying my hands to the side.

"Victor came & told me you'd come!" The man spoke. He leaned close & whispered. "I won't lie...I've said that to at least four people already & everyone looked at me weird....thank god it's you." The man finished, leaning back against a counter.

We both laughed a little, then he introduced himself. "Oh, um sorry. My name is Dyllan, the manager of this lovely place. So as I told uh, Victor, you can sell here or give lessons here. Your pick, really."

"I'd really love to give Guitar lessons here." I replied, nervous to what he'd say even though he seemed really cool.

"Oooh, guitar?"

"Yea, I can play the electric guitar & acoustic." I smiled.

"How long have you been playing?" Dyllan asked.

"Three years now. But my guitar broke, so I don't have one now." I replied. Maybe that's not enough. Dammit I should have lied.

"And how old are you now, Tony?"

"16."

"Wow! That's really young." Dyllan replied. He didn't say anything for a while. Fuck. That's it, I'm not getting the job.

"Um....Ton-"

"Dyllan, I really need this job. Please. I'm gonna live on my own & I won't have money to pay rent with, I need this job." I begged, yes. I really need this & I wasn't ready to hear him say no. He looked at me for a while, then spoke.

"Can I see you play?" Dyllan asked. He walked over to one of the most beautiful electric guitars I've seen.

I played the only song, I really remembered how to play, which is just something I made up about a year ago, but I loved playing it. It would sound so much better if I had someone to play with, like a band.

I began playing, I wasn't sure what Dyllan was thinking. I wasn't looking at him, I was only concentrated on the music. When I was done he started clapping.

"Wow! That's fucking amazing!" Dyllan cheered. I was smiling. I hope I got the fucking job.

"Well I can't say no to you! You start in two days! Keep the guitar, you deserve to have something to play everyday."

"Oh my god, thank you so much!" I yelled. I couldn't stop smiling. I left the music shop & called Victor to pick me up.

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