I bit my lip, trying to fight back the tears.
God damn it, Julia. Get a hold of yourself.
"Julia?!" Mum called me from upstairs.
I sniffled, wiping my tears away. "Yeah?" I yelled back, trying not to sound like I cried.
"Are you alright?! What are ya doing?" Mum shouted.
"I um... I'm making sure they kept the room neat!" I yelled back.
"Alright, well don't take too long! You've gotta a gig tonight!" Mum shouted.
Now that caught my attention.
I ran up the stairs.
"A gig? Scott didn't tell me we 'ave a gig" I said.
Mum smirked, "He may not be able to play for a few weeks, but he's going to watch from the back. Go on, get ready! The van will be here soon!"
"Oh, u-um okay" I said, walking to my room.
This is so weird! Why the hell would Scott get us a gig when he can't play?
I sighed, changing my clothes.
Two gigs in a row though, that's good. I wonder how long we've had this gig for..
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The van arrived only an hour later.
"Mum, 'ow is Scott gonna get there? It's dangerous for 'im to be in this van." I said.
Mum smiled at me, "I'm going to watch this time, Julia. I'll be taking Scott along." Mum kissed my cheek.
My eyes went a little wide. She's actually going to one of my gigs? That's a first.
"Go on, have fun! Good luck!" Mum smiled at me widely.
"Alright, see ya then."
I hopped into the van.
"Oi, Julia. Where's yer guitar?" Chuck asked me as Steven drove away.
"I'm not playin' on it tonight, Chuck. I'll be playin' yer piano." I said.
Chuck looked at me oddly, "What? What will I do?"
I smirked, "You'll be keeping Scott company backstage. It's just this one time, Chuck. Come on" I said.
Chuck sighed, "Alright, but just once." He said.
I smiled, "Thank ya"
"Are ya gonna party after then, Jules?" Steven asked me.
I slowly shook my head, "Not tonight."
Chuck looked at me oddly, "This isn't like ya. Are ya alright?" Chuck placed on hand on my forehead.
"I don't feel a fever..." Chuck said.
I smirked again, "It's been a rough week, Chuck. So let me be." I gently said.
Chuck slowly nodded, "Alright."
I turned to Steven, " 'Ey, Steven. 'Ow's ya and Sydney?" I nudged Steven.
Steven sighed, "Ah... Well, about that.."
I raised an eyebrow.
"She's pregnant" Chuck said.
I gasped, "Oh my god, Steven!!" I squealed.
"She did bang ya like yer drums! Oh I told ya!!" I said.
Chuck laughed.
"Oh, sod off, Julia! Yer gonna be the same way! We all know!" Steven said.
I smirked, "Maybe, maybe not!"
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How Do You Sleep? (A John Lennon Fanfic)
Teen FictionJulia Lennon, the child of Cynthia Powell and John Lennon. When her parents get divorced how much of an affect does it cause her to not have a father's guide in life? WARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE!
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