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Post by vpoxleitner on Apr 19, 2012 21:33:41 GMT -5
 SHE COULD BE FAMOUS
Victoria had spent many days here at the cafe' in New Haven. For as amazing of a singer and performer she was she hadn't gotten many offers to get signed on. But then again becoming famous wasn't her main goal in life. She enjoyed just making people happy with her music and if it got as far as her being famous then yeah she would enjoy it. But that's not why she did it. She loved spending time with the locals that she saw everyday in the cafe. She didn't even do it to get paid. She would set up on the little stage they had and just sing. The owner of the cafe had surprised her with a tip jar on the counter of the coffee bar that people had been putting money in for awhile now. All in support of sending her to New York for an audition that was coming up. The fact that so many people were supporting the one thing she loved most in life made her feel special. Although becoming famous scared her, she was so used to walking into the cafe's here in town and being able to say hi to people that she knew by name and ask how their day was and just talk to people. As soon as she was famous she was afraid that all of that would change. She knew that she would be looked at as an idol, an icon, something that big time producers could make money off of. Victoria wanted to be so much more than that. She wanted to be a hero to people through her music. She wanted to make people happy and be able to actually talk to people like she was normal, and from what she had seen that barely ever happens once you're famous.
As soon as Victoria walked into the Cafe' she was greeted by a few of the regulars and said hi to them. Chit-chatting with them and getting some ideas as to which songs they might want to hear. After talking to them she went up to the stage and set down her guitar case before going over to the cafe' owner. "Hey there Paul, how's the wife?
[/color]" she asked as she pulled herself up onto the counter. She had been singing in this cafe for quite a few years now, so the bond that she had created with the owner and everyone working here was a pretty strong one. But then again she made friends with people pretty easily. And she was a very trust-able person so the owner didn't mind even having her behind the counter to get to his office if he wasn't there to let her in to the sound control area. She slid across the counter and hopped off of it, walking back towards the sound board as she set everything to her usual settings. There were other people who would come and sing in the cafe but they weren't able to personally adjust all the sound settings like she did. They all sang with the default settings. It was a benefit that she got from singing here for the past five or so years. She walked back out towards the front counter and gave Paul, the owner, a hug before walking out from behind the counter and over to the stage. Victoria went up and grabbed her guitar out of it's case. It was her lucky guitar and the only one she would ever perform with. Yeah she had a couple other guitars and other instruments, but this one was special. She went over to the stool that was set up in front of the microphone and adjusted them to her height. She smiled and spoke into the microphone. " Hey there guys, how are you all today? [/color]" she said strumming a gentle chord on her guitar softly as she spoke. She adjusted some of the strings to tune them up to perfection before speaking again. " Any requests? [/color]" She asked, listening as a few of the regulars shouted out some of the names of her songs. She heard one in particular that she loved to play. " February Air? that sounds like a good one to me. [/color]" she laughed, strumming the intro to the song on loop as she thought back to when she originally wrote the song. " I don't know if i've ever told you the story behind this one. But i wrote it back home in Hollywood, I had been home alone and really thinking about the relationship that i was in at that time.. I had written it based on the fact that I was going to be moving here for college and work my way towards pursuing my music. It's basically about how i hoped that he wouldn't forget about me while i was gone. And that he would still support me until i was able to get back to him.. [/color]" She paused, she was never able to make it back to him, and he eventually ended that relationship because he couldn't wait for her. " I hope that maybe with that in your minds you might understand the song on a deeper level. [/color]" she smiled and looked down at her guitar, going from the looped intro to strumming the song before she began singing. " If you don't believe me,
If you don't like my plans,
You musn't tell me,
How I know your face like the back of my hands.
We walk the city,
I talk to you, understand
So won't you tell me.
How I know this place like the back of my hands.
My arms get cold,
In February air.
Please don't lose hold of me, out there.
And I know you're near me.
I know you understand.
Say that you're with me.
Say you know my face like the back of your hands.[/color]" Victoria continued to strum along on the guitar and sing with all the emotion in her body. It was something that helped make her such an amazing performer. And for some reason thoughts of her best friend Austin popped into her head. It confused her as to why a song about her ex- boyfriend and the love that they had shared before they let go of the relationship they had, why would Austin come to mind? It made no sense. They had been best friends since they were in diapers and that's all they were, friends. They did everything together. Everything from go kart racing to mini golf. He was there when she got her very first tattoo. Hell, if he wasn't there she probably would have backed out and wouldn't have nearly as many tattoo's as she has now. Friends, that's what they were.. Friends. So why would she be getting these thoughts about him? [/blockquote][/div] TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 [/center] |
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Post by austin on Apr 20, 2012 3:05:20 GMT -5
hjkljlk YOU'RE EVERY LINE, YOU'RE EVERY WORD, YOU'RE EVERYTHING for the first time in almost months, austin felt like somewhat of a normal person. not that in the past weeks he had found out that he had some sort of disease or a deadly sickness like cancer, or even that he had somehow picked up an std somewhere. hell, if that was the case, he wouldn't of been too surprised. savanna perez, his ex-girlfriend, was the biggest cheater known to man and if she had passed something on to him, it wouldn't have been that big of a shock. no, it was nothing that extreme. it was just the shame of being dumped by the bitch that went by the name of savanna perez, his former girlfriend of four years. they were together for as long as he could remember and one day, she up and decided that it 'wasn't working out' although those weren't her exact words. in fact, those weren't even close to her real words. the breakup speech that she lectured austin with included a lot of curses and name calling, including those of coward, loser, and a boy who is going to go nowhere with his life or career. that could have been true, but one would have argued that he could spat the same words back in her face. after all, she was the stripper. she was the girl who slept with different men almost every night of the week, men that didn't include austin, her boyfriend that remained completely faithful to her. the one that supported her, that kept the bills paid, that provided for them. come to think of it, savanna was somewhat of a gold digger. she used his money- no, not only used, she wasted his money and on the stupidest of things. a new phone almost every month because she's either bored with her old one or 'dropped it in the sink' while she was 'washing her face' which really meant she purposely destroyed it so she could upgrade. while austin realized that this was happening while they were together, it wasn't until they actually broke up that he realized the extremity of it, realized that their relationship was in fact fake and emotionally and verbally abusive.
honestly, he was lucky that the bitch had dumped him. of course, he didn't exactly realize that right away. it was months later before he finally had opened his eyes and seen how much better his life had gotten. it was months before austin figured out that he was finally free of that evil witch's grasp. however, if he was so lucky, if his eyes had been opened, if he had finally realized how much his life in improved in just the couple of weeks that savanna had been gone, why he was he so depressed? why was he taking the break up so hard? he should have been happy and living life to it's fullest now, going to parties and bars with his best friend. he should have been out there meeting new girls and getting bak into the game, but he was doing none of that. instead, he sat in his new apartment, sulking about how much his life had changed with no savanna. it could have been being so attached to one person for so long, for being with the same woman for four years, and maybe he was just lonely. maybe he was upset that he hadn't gotten to dumping her first and now he was embarrassed that she now had the upper-hand. there were tons of possibilities, but austin had yet to figure out the correct one.
austin's life had changed significantly, though, and for the better. he now was living in a new apartment, or more rather, a condo, with a certain nixie almond. he didn't exactly know the girl before he moved into her apartment. in fact, she was a complete stranger. he found her on craigslist! but since living with her, he had found that she was a charming girl. a bit on the wild side, but still very charming and beautiful. he wasn't interested in her sexually or romantically and while he would admit that she was gorgeous, he wasn't necessarily attracted to her, and that's what probably had kept austin sane in the months of living with her. another significant change in austin was hanging out with his best friend, victoria loftt, much more than he had been with savanna. while he still hadn't reverted back to spending every second of every day with her, he had been getting better at spending a day or two in a row with her before he'd transform back to a hermit, holed up in his apartment for another week or so; but hey, he was getting somewhere and that's all that mattered, right? as it turned out, austin was suprising his best friend by showing up at the café that he knew she was a regular at. at least, a regular musician. she played there often, but austin hadn't been out to see her too much. if he recalled correctly, he had only seen her live at this shop about four or five times. he was a sad excuse for a best friend, true, but love could in fact make you blind.
he showed up at the café when the sun started to go down and the night began to turn into shades of purples, blues, and oranges, all interlaced, making a beautiful sight to see. as soon as he opened the door and stepped inside, he could hear victoria's high, but soft and breathtakingly beautiful, voice hit him like a train wreck- but... a good train wreck, if that was possible. her voice was beautiful, amazing, gorgeous... every adjective that could possibly desribe the sweet sound of her voice, singing or not. taking a seat in the back of the shop, he waited for her to finish her set. RORY AS VICTORIA, CLOTHES, YAY FOR PLOTS |
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Post by vpoxleitner on Apr 22, 2012 22:35:28 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE FAMOUS
The sheer fact that Victoria had been thinking about Austin amazed her. The last conversation that she had with her lifelong best friend was one that had left her a little shocked and hurt. But then again it wasn't an easy conversation. They spoke about how for four years of their lives they talked at most twenty times. It killed Victoria to realize just how easily he was able to toss aside their friendship for another girl. Yeah she might sound a little selfish. But after being friends for seventeen years she was allowed to be. Or at least that's how she saw things. She dated knowing that she was disposable. But then again he came back to her. Tori had to remember that if they were really best friends then it would last through the toughest of times. Obviously. But the fact that he told her all she ever talks about is the cafe threw her off. Yeah she talked about it, but that wasn't all she ever talked about, right? He would know that it wasn't all she talked about if he was around more often. Yeah She was mad about the whole situation, and she was still hurt by it. But she refused to let herself blame it all on him. He did go to her graduation, and he was there for her first performance in the cafe. He did support her through a lot. And she supported him from afar. But just because Savannah hated Victoria didn't mean he had to act like he hated her as well.. That was an experience that Tori never wanted to experience. If she ever got into a relationship where she had to choose between them or her friends she would choose her friends in a heartbeat.
Victoria had been playing the rest of her song and could feel the intensity of the song as she let her mind wander with her thoughts. One thing that Austin had told her the other night had really stuck with her. 'it doesn't matter if you have some company backing you up, victoria. it doesn't matter if a company thinks you're good. it matters if you know you're good. and you are.' Those words had been running through her mind ever since because it was true. Why did it matter? in all honesty it doesn't. Especially when getting signed meant that she wouldn't have the freedom of singing in the cafe whenever she wanted to. Getting signed meant she would be so busy with tours and everything she wouldn't get to enjoy the little things.
"My arms get cold,
In February air.
Please don't lose hold of me out there.
And i know this place like the back of my hands
[/color]" As Victoria finished her song and let the audience in the cafe' applaud she smiled, witnessing a couple of them go and put money in the 'get tori to new york's audition' jar made her heart jump a bit. No, she would never sing for money. She sang to make people happy. As she began strumming the intro to the next song she spoke. " Now this next song is brand new, i wrote it a couple of days ago at about four in the morning. It was inspired by a conversation i had with one of my best friends, but there's so much more to it than just that. But i thought i'd share this new one with you all today.[/color]" she smiled once more before looking down at her guitar, strumming the intro as she let herself get into her zone. " The night is deafening when the silence is listening
And I'm down on my knees and I know that something is missing
Because the back of my mind is holding things I'm relying in
But I choose to ignore it because I'm always denying them
I'm a bit of a manic when it's not as I plan it
'Cause I start losing my head and then I get up in a panic
Remember when we were kids and always knew when to quit it?
Are we denying a crisis or are we scared of admitting it?
I don't want to know
I just wanna run to you and break off the chains and throw them away
I just wanna be so much and shake off the dust that turned me to rust
Sooner than later I'll need a savior, I'll need a savior[/i][/color]" As Victoria sang the song she thought about Austin, and about all the things that they had been going through and the rocky friendship they were going through. All of the mending that they needed to get through to be able to get back to how they were before Savannah ever came into the picture. " It won't ever change if you want it to stay the same
I really hate it but I know it's hard to choose if you're chained
And when it's all you control 'cause you've got nothing else to hold
You're getting tighter and tighter, it's getting harder to let it go
I don't want to know
I just wanna run to you and break off the chains and throw them away
I just wanna be so much and shake off the dust that turned me to rust
Sooner than later I'll need a savior, I'll need a savior
Stand me up and maybe I won't be so small
Free my hands and feet and maybe I won't always fall, save me
I just wanna run to you and break off the chains and throw them away
I just wanna be so much and shake off the dust that turned me to rust
I just wanna run to you and break off the chains and throw them away
I just wanna be so much and shake off the dust that turned me to rust
Sooner than later I'll need a savior, I'll need a savior[/color][/i]" Her voice got soft as she finished the song, she left her eyes closed for a few moments after letting the emotions from the song sink in before she smiled and looked up into the crowd. That was when she finally noticed that Austin was standing in the back of the room. How long had he been sitting there? Victoria took a deep breath and spoke into the mic. " Alright guys, i'm gonna take a little break.[/color]" she smiled at the crowd and stood up, taking the guitar strap off of her shoulder before setting it down in it's case. She walked over towards Austin and smiled at him. Giving him a hug before looking up at him and speaking, " Hey there kent, how long were you.. uhh, how long have you been standing there?[/color]" Hopefully he hadn't been standing there through that last song. But then again it was her fault for not looking around the room before singing a heartfelt song about her best friend. [/blockquote][/div] TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0 [/center] |
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