Vic

I could see her looking up at me from the corner of my eye. She leans up and collides her lips with mine. I kiss her back. Our kiss deepens. We start to make out I straddle her and leave a trail of kisses on her neck. If we keep going we're both are gonna end up naked.

“Maya” I say pulling away and looking down at her

“You're making me want to get in you're pants”

She giggles her cheeks going red

“Sorry. I-I just had to kiss you.”

I get off her and sit back how we where. She snuggles up next to me and kisses my cheek. I scroll through channels and find another movie. Near the end I can hear Maya lightly snoring. I smile. I gently lay us down. Minutes later I doze off.

---&---

I can't concentrate at practice on Friday. I miss a few notes and forget lyrics. All I can think of is Maya. I haven't seen her since Tuesday. We've been texting back and forth.

“VIC!” the music stops around me.

Jamie is giving me a mean glare.

“We have less than a week to practice. This show is important and you're messing up. What's up?”

“Sorry. I'm just a little distracted.”

“Pull it together!”

I nod.

“Let's take five.” Mike mumbles.

I go upstairs and call Maya.

“Hey Vic. What's up?”

“Want to get coffee or something after I get out of practice?”

“Sure! What time?”

“Around 7”

“See you then.”

I hang up with a grin on my face.

“VICTOR!” Jamie shouts up the stairs.

I run back downstairs and get back to playing. The rest of practice runs smoothly. I still mess up a little. I grab my keys and run up and out to my car as soon as practice is over. I pull up to the apartment's parking lot and jog up the stairs taking two at a time. I knock on Maya's door. She opens the door with a grin.

“Ready?”

She nods and we leave. We arrive at a small coffee shop.

“So would this be consider a date or….?”

Maya looks at me.

“If you want it to be.”

I smile an order our coffee's to go and head back outside. We decide to walk around for a bit. Maya brushes her hand against mine. I debate whether to hold hands or not. Maya decides for me. She takes my hand, wrapping our fingers together.

---&---

The night of our most important show came. I had heard that a few music producers would be in the crowd. Our band could blow up. We went on second. We did our before show chant and went out to play. We had a few fans that always came to our shows. I recognize a few people in the front row. We end our set and quickly grab our gear to packed it up. A guy approaches me as we're loading our cars.

“Hey you guys are pretty good. People love you. Their singing along.”

“Yeah. It great”

He hands me a napkin with and address scribe on it.

“Send a demo cd to this address. We would love to have you join us”

He left. I look at the address. This is odd. I tuck it in my pocket and finish helping the guys. A few fans come out and talk to us and ask for a few pictures. We went back in and watch the last two bands perform. As I head home I keep thinking of the guy that gave me the address. Once I'm Home I look up the address. Nothing pops up. I decide to post it on our bandpage and see if anyone recognizes it and go to sleep.

--&--

The next morning I check the page and sure enough there's a few comments under the address.

“Don't send them anything”

“My band send a demo in and they stole our songs. They're a band that's already signed. They have a guy go around getting other bands songs”

I knew it was good to be true. There was a comment that said to send in demos to record companies. Just to make sure it's really them. I look up a few record labels. We had a cd we sold at shows with five songs that people bought sometimes I jot down the addresses and head to the post office. I should hear something from one of these labels.

Notes

A short filler type chapter