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Step Two

Dedicated to : @_Dayy143 Because I loves her writing! The survival guide is genius & Her new story Different People, Different Worls is LIFE! (Plus I hope she loves my story!)

Waking up the next morning, the sun seemed too bright, though it was four in the morning and no sun was even out when I really thought about it. The crickets were too loud. My room was too cold. My eyes were too heavy. Everything seemed wrong, but one look at the clock on my night stand made it all better. Today was the beginning of my first full tour! I got out of bed, stretching my limbs, and yawning in the process.

“I’m going on tour today. “ I sang, taking my dry off towel from in the closet and going in the bathroom adjacent to my room.  The lukewarm water combined with the powerful shower head seemed to massage my body. After washing with my Passion-Fruit body wash I wrapped the towel around my body and went back in my room.  Knowing I would be going back to sleep on the tour bus, I dressed in a black camisole, gray sweat pants, and black and white NIKE’s. I put my ebony black hair in a ponytail they extended mid-back.

It took me ten minutes to carry my bags downstairs because I had six medium sized bags. That may seem like a lot, but it’s not considering I would be on tour for three entire months. 

“Hey, Momma.” I sat in a chair at the dining room table.

“Hey, Baby. “ She handed me a mug.  Smelling it, I realized it was a Chai Latte. “Are you ready?”

I sipped from the mug. “Yeah.”

My mom sat across from me with a mug I made for her in third grade.  It said World’s Best Mom in faded by age purple paint. The smell of coffee radiated from inside of it. Looking at my mom now, I wanted to remember every detail since I wouldn’t physically see her for a few months. Call me crazy, but I’ve never spent more than a month away from her. She was an Olive Toned complexion with Hazel colored pupils and Chestnut Brown hair. She stood at five foot nine with a nice frame to be thirty-eight years old. 

“I don’t know what I’m going to do with you gone.” She commented.

“I’m sure you’ll find something to do with yourself. “ I said.  “Go out with Lisa.”

“But what about the rest of the months?”

“Mom... You’re going to make me feel guilty. “I whined playfully.

She laughed. “I’m kidding.  I’ll be okay.  I just want you to have fun, but remember your morals. I don’t want you to get carried away and mess up.  You’re so talented and beautiful and... You have a bright future ahead of you.  Remember that. “

The implication she made was obvious and I almost gagged on it.  I could understand her worry, but the chances of her worry becoming a reality were slim. Real slim.

“Mom, I can’t even-“

“I know.” She interrupted me.  “I-I know, Sweetie.” She swallowed hard and then took a deep breathe.  I took one too as distant memories quickly resurfaced and faded. I didn’t even try to stop them from coming up, they left by themselves.  “But there are other things that can happen. We both know how quickly things can spiral beyond our control. Just promise me you won’t do anything stupid. “

“Okay. I promise to not do anything stupid. “

We stopped in the middle of an empty lot. We were the only car there and the sun was just beginning to rise above the building to my left. Looking at it burned my eyes and made me squint more than necessary. Then again, that could also be because I didn’t put in my contacts this morning.