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Sam/Tatum @ 05:31 pm

[info]ojandtostitos commented on [info]blueridgemod's post:

Terrified didn't even begin to cover everything that Tatum was feeling. She had been feeling sick for three, practically four, days before the actual night of the show and now that it was really here, things were only getting worse. It crept up on her too quickly, but it had been a somewhat long week with orientation and things going on for her, and she was sort of glad that it would be over and done with on Friday night. It meant she didn't have to deal with any stress she didn't want on Saturday or Sunday.

So long as she got through Friday, anyway.. and didn't drop dead from fright or something.

She had been practicing, practically breathing, the song that she had chosen to open with. She wished, almost as soon as the idea had left her mouth last month, that she hadn't said anything at all. It was a dumb idea, and she didn't really sing many songs by herself, she generally did back-up or a few verses, but sitting down and acoustically playing an entire four minute song in front of the whole school was enough to paralyze her. They had played a few shows, but nothing to a crowd of their entire peer base.

Really the only reason that she got the nerve up to come down and go through with it was because of Michi's encouragement. She had started popping ativan around noon, but she still hadn't been calmed down enough by that night. Pacing her room desperately when the older girl had knocked, Michi had managed to help her pick out something to wear and convinced her that Mack wasn't going to laugh at her.

With just enough time to smoke a quick joint and apply some visine before joining the rest of the band to get ready, Tatum had tuned and fiddled with both of her guitars for a while before retiring to playing a game on her cellphone, anything to keep her mind off of the crowd waiting by their stage. When Sam spoke to her, she jumped a bit as her head snapped up. "G-Got juice," she replied, holding up a bottle and giving it a little shake. "Lot of g-good it's doing, I'm so thirsty and I feel like it's.. a t-thousand degrees in here, I d-don't know if I can even stay in here," she rambled.
 

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