Cassie
It’s been a month since I've been working with these rock stars but up until now, I still haven't gotten used to all the ruckus they make. For one, the pounding and strumming seems to be getting louder each day but my eardrums have luckily adjusted.If only these people would be a little more serious, I thought as I watched Landon jump up and flail all around the room. It's obvious the kid was playing around."Here, water," I said tossing each one of them a bottle. They instantly gulped mouthfuls before putting down the now empty bottle and wiping their sweat. The room was fully air-conditioned but moving around so much must have caused them to sweat a lot that they started stripping off their soaked shirts before I knew it.I really don't mind seeing half-naked guys, not as much as they wanted to show off. I think Clark's got the best build among the four of them, maybe because he often plays the bass without a shirt. He's tall and lean. Not much tattoos either.Landon, on the other hand, is small and has most of his tattoos scattered on both of his arms. No offense but I really think it looks dirty though his chest was pretty clean.Kasey. I can say that among the three, his tattoos are my favorite. He's got one near the collarbone, like Clark, but the one his back was the best. His back was pretty much covered with ink. I wonder how long it took to finish that."Like what you're seeing?" Matthew said out of the blue. He must have seen me staring at the others and decided to tease me about it. He probably expected me to blush and be coy about but those kinds of things don't work on me."Just admiring the view," I said looking at him. He was already wearing a sleeveless shirt, which shows how worked out his biceps are. Too bad I'm not too fond of biceps. He's quite lanky compared to the others. I wonder if he's got any tattoos, too."Don't you have any tattoos?" I asked him since I'm already on the topic of it. Might as well satisfy my curiosity."Matthew's afraid of needles," Kasey answered for him.I snorted. Such a big guy like him...afraid of small needles. Pfft."Yeah, Matthew. So not cool," Landon teased seeing my reaction."I don't need tattoos to be cool," he said. I think they've had this conversation a couple of times."I think so too," I said. Landon looked at me like I've grown two heads and Matthew looked quite relieved. He must have thought I was taking his side. Not really. "That was before I've seen Kasey's.""Your tattoos are so cool!" I shouted to Kasey and gave him a thumbs up."Really?" he said, coming closer."See this," he said pulling his shirt down and pointing to the tattoo on his collarbone. "These were made by the monks, like in a ritual. They’re really painful.""That's even cooler!" I said and he beamed at me. He looks like a child after the teacher praised him."How about you, Cassie? Do you have any tattoos?" Clark asked.To be honest, I'm also afraid of needles. I've frequented hospitals when I was a kid but I never got used to them. And even if I wanted a tattoo, my father won't allow it.I shook my head. "But I'd love to," I said."Then why don't you get one?" Matthew asked. "That way you'd be cooler," it sounded more like a challenge.Why not?"Okay," I simply said. I can see that Matthew was taken aback. He must have thought he's taken his joke too far. Or that I'm stupid enough to take it seriously."You don't have to comply with Matthew's whim," Clark said giving Matthew a scolding look. Matthew just mouthed an inaudible 'what' at him."You know it's just a joke right?" Landon said kicking Matthew in the shin. Matthew dodged it just in time."I've wanted one for a while. I just needed someone to provoke me to do it," I explained. I don't want them picking on Matthew for telling me to do what I wanted. I'm tired of people telling me to do the exact opposite."Let's go," Kasey said. "I know a good place where you could get one.""Oh, one thing," I said. "Matthew gets to pick."I said and stuck my tongue out at himThat's what you get.MatthewThat girl, she clearly passed the entire burden on me, I thought as I scanned the album for some possible designs for her first tattoo."Where's she planning to put it?" the tattoo artist asked me. He was Kasey's friend so we could take our time choosing but I didn't think it would be this hard."Collarbone," I answered. I looked over to where Cassie and Kasey were waiting; they looked like they didn't have any problem at all. Well, it was me who's carrying the world on my shoulders. I should watch what I'm saying next time."She's cute," the artist said. "Who's she dating between the two of you?"I gave him a 'mind your own business' look. He seemed to have understood and he looked away from her. It just felt wrong having guys thinking things about her."What about a flower? Or a butterfly? Girls like those stuff," he suggested.I shook my head. Those are too mundane. I was looking for something symbolic."How about a cat? Does she have any pets?" he
MatthewWhat am I doing? As far as I know, I’m not a babysitter. Then why am I in a salon picking out a hairstyle for a twenty-two year old girl with long wavy hair that’s most of the time frizzy. First a tattoo, now a hair color? What’s next? Eyeliners and black clothing? This girl is sure late on rebellion. I wouldn’t wonder if she starts listening to emo music anytime soon. In fact, I would be more surprised if she doesn’t.“How about it? Find anything?” the hairdresser asked. She’s been asking me the exact same thing for about a dozen times. Seriously, what do I know about girl’s hair.I shrugged. “What do you think? You’re more knowledgeable at this matter than me.” I sighed.“Are your curls natural, dear?” she asked Cassie, gently holding her huge curls on her palm. She seems to admire them. Well, if only she would dye her hair blonde, she would definitely look like Goldiloc
Cassie"Hey, girls! What are we watching?" Landon said one day when all my mood swings were gone and everything is back to same old normal.Stuck in the same routine.Which means all day hanging out in the studio with nothing to do so Mel decided to have a movie marathon right then and there with the projector on in the multimedia room. We were having a rerun of the The Wandering Samurai movies when Landon came in albeit looking for the two interns that suddenly disappeared."We're on the second movie of The Wandering Samurai," Mel answered, not taking her eyes off the screen. I think she would deeply appreciate it if I actually make her some popcorn. That way she would have the whole theater feels experience. Although the multimedia room isn’t so bad in itself."I guess that's the part where we sang Mighty Long Fall," Landon said, taking a seat."Really? I didn't notice," I said. I've watched all three movies but I guess I was too fixated compari
"Oh my god! It's Cameron Reid in the flesh and blood!" Mel said excitedly as she was turning her closet upside down looking for an outfit to wear later. Landon called Cameron earlier and he said he could go for drinks this evening. Unfortunately, Wallace had a prior commitment. Shame."I really wished Wallace could come," Mel said. "Don't worry, I'll share Cameron with you so you won't be lonely.""You're crazy," I said throwing a pillow at her. Typical fangirl alert."What do you think about this?" she said holding up a top and a high-waist shorts. I wonder why she's asking me about this stuff when she's the fashion guru between the two of us."It's good," I said. She's been showing me about a dozen combinations for the past hour. I've been nodding my head off every time, not sure if my opinion even affects her decision. She's Mel. Whatever she puts on looks good on her.Me, on the other hand, I plan on wearing a dress but I guess they're a bit too formal f
We came at the bar a little late than I expected. Well, that’s a first for me - being late. I don’t mean to brag but the guys looked awed as soon as they saw us. I’m not big on modesty and I clearly knew that I was pretty. Not beautiful, just pretty.“Over here,” Landon called and we walked towards their seat. I feel like a runway model wearing these heels. Feeling taller does give me some leverage.“Is that Cassie?” Kasey asked, clearly shocked. I know, I know. I dress so plainly all of the time that I looked like a kid. I wouldn’t wonder if he barely recognizes me even with so little make-up on.“Woah! I’m Clark. Nice to meet you,” Clark said jokingly, handing out his hand for a handshake.“Silly,” I said, slapping his hand instead of shaking it. “Just so you know, I can kick just as well with these heels,” I told him, since he knew how brutal I can get.“By the
Matthew"Coffee?" Kasey offered as I entered the pantry of our studio the next day. We had a rough night last night and to be honest, I was expecting our manager to cut us some slack but hearing how we got so wasted last night made him even more stern on us following our schedule especially just right before a tour. He even personally went into our place this morning to make sure we whip our asses out of bed."Make me one of those, will you?" I asked Landon as I took a seat and rubbed my temple with my hand. He was making a concoction for hangover. I don't care whatever he puts in it as long as it makes the pounding in my head go away. Good thing he was already up; Clark passed out on the couch as soon as he stepped inside.Cassie came in the same time Landon started running the blender. Crap! The sound felt like it was grinding my brains instead. I watched Cassie as she went to the refrigerator and filled a glass with orange juice, then went and took a seat beside Ka
"Hey, thanks for taking care of me last night," I told Cassie as she was busy sorting files. I don't know how there seems to be an endless stream to them. I heard from Cameron that she half-carried my drunken ass to the car and drove me home. I wonder how she did that when she's practically half my size.I eyed her from head to toe. She looked more like a child to me before but now I noticed that her body's actually pretty toned. Impressive. She's not sexy like other girls who practically starve themselves just to maintain their weight; she's got muscles more than fat which makes me wonder if she works out often. Great! Now I've got more questions piled in my head."Oh please, don't mention it," she said, sounding annoyed and went away. She didn't even look at me when she said that. Just had that grimace in her face. She glared at me when she noticed me watching her."What did I do?" I asked, more to myself, when I saw Kasey eyeing me ruefully."Don't you remembe
Think, Matthew. Think.What did I do last night? Did I do something inappropriate? Did I say something to offend her?No matter how much I think about it, I can't remember anything about last night. This is so frustrating. Cassie's been giving off weird vibes since this morning and I wish I could attribute it to PMS but the strange hostility has been directed at me and me alone.Do I smell? Am I carrying a strange virus or something? She literally stays within two meters from me and whenever I try to approach her, she leaves the room instantly. She obviously went out during lunch, which she never does, just to avoid me. She only talks to Kasey and worst, she doesn't even look at me.Does she like Kasey?Did something happen between those two last night?Stupid, Matthew! What am I even thinking? I swear I just started to get more irrational thoughts with each passing second.Should I just ask her? She didn't even want to talk about it this morning.