trouble lurks around the band. kiara and y/n was a band together until y/n had to leave since she was getting more famous than kiara. kiara doesn't want fame so y/n joined a different band.
a bad childhood for kiara and y/n, they thought it was ove...
as i drove to kiaras place i heard a text message. i looked at it and saw georg. i kinda forgot he existed..
hey y/n! how are you? i saw the concert online and you did great
hey georg yes i'm going good. and thanks!
great! how's the band?
i tried texting him but i eventually arrived at kiaras place. i called her and it ringed twice.
"i'm here" "coming"
i hung up and went back into georgs message. "their doing good" i texted him.
kiaras got into my car. "okay, there's this place down the street and they have bomb ass dresses" she smirked.
she put the address in the screen and i drove to that place. it was only about ten minutes away. "wanna listen to the songs we used to make together?" she smiled.
"yes!" once she changed the song we both started singing aloud. we sang our hearts heart and danced a bit.
"we're here" i unbuckled my seatbelt. we got out of the car and i locked the car.
"this is nice" i smiled at kiara. she nodded. "they say their dresses are very unique" she smirked. "club like?" i asked. she nodded. i smiled.
we shopped for our dresses. i'm planning to wear a short tight dress. i don't know about kiara though. i felt a buzz on my phone. i ignored it since i was to busy checking dresses.
i saw three dresses that caught my eye.
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