Auditioning

Fiona's POV

"So how much is this going to cost?" I asked. 

"About nine hundred." The mechanic answered. 

I groaned. "Just to put a mirror back?" I asked.

"Yeah, there's a lot that goes into that. Wiring and everything."

"Alright one second." I pulled out my phone to text him. 

900 for the mirror. Can u send $$ plz thank you 

A few moments later I got a response.

What's the secret phase baby?

I sighed. 

I need you Daddy. Please help me.

Another buzz.

Transferred 4000 to ur account. Luv u baby.

I was relieved and disgusted. 

Thnx daddy luv u.

I turned to the guy. "Okay, fix the mirror."

~~~

"Fi, are you paying attention?" Uma asked. 

"Yes, of course. Sorry." I muttered. 

"I know this stuff is so easy it's boring, but we gotta get through this."

"I know."

"Is everything okay Fiona?" She questioned. "You seem off."

"You wouldn't understand." I sighed. 

"I could try."

"It's nothing, really Uma. Let's just finish this up and get it over with."

"Okay, sure."

"Do you really think we'll find a good bass player?" I asked. 

"I hope so. I really do think it's a good idea." Uma said. 

"You're willing to share the spotlight?"

"What does that mean?"

"Come on, Uma. You're the star of the show. You're the main appeal. Everyone loves you! And if there's some hot guy, you have to share the spotlight with him."

"I don't mean to hog the spotlight." Uma said quietly.

"But you do."

"Well I'm sorry, okay?" Uma slammed her book shut. "You know, you seem to really have a grasp on this, so I'm just gonna go. Don't want to take up too much attention."

Ugh, great. Now I feel bad. Uma didn't actually do anything wrong. I was just mad about my car and that I had to call him and that I needed her help.

I'm a bitch sometimes.

Olivia's POV

Two pounds.

I was already down two pounds! I was thrilled. This whole salad and water deal was working perfectly. But two pounds was not enough. I had to keep the momentum going. Of course my therapist doesn't agree with that. She thinks I need to be around more people who actually want to get better.

So group therapy was the answer. 

I didn't hate it, but it wasn't exactly fun. I was my turn to share.

"Hi. I'm Olivia. I'm eighteen and I suffer from both anorexia and bulimia. I hate the way I look. I feel fat and huge all the time and I pretend I don't."

"Do you have support?" The leader asked. 

"Too much. It's hard to get back to losing weight because everyone is so overprotective." I admitted. 

"And are you trying to lose weight in healthy ways?"

"Sure. Just calorie counting. Lots of salad and water. Exercise. Keeping it healthy."

"And are you obsessing over losing weight?"

"No." I lied. "I just want to feel good about myself. That's not wrong, right?"

"I suppose not." She smiled. "Thank you Olivia."

Who in the hell brings donuts to an eating disorder recovery meeting? That's so sick and tempting. I managed to refrain from taking one. Salad and water. Cigarettes and gum. A recipe for success!

"Hi," I turned a saw a girl with brown hair and intense green eyes. She had been in the meeting.

"Hello."

"Olivia right?" I nodded. "I'm Hope."

"Nice to meet you." I smiled. 

"You too. You don't actually believe in all this, do you? All this 'healing and health' crap?"

"Um, not really. This is mandatory for me. I just want to go back to how things were before, but without all the health issues and fainting." I admitted. 

"There's this online group that helps with losing weight. All kinds of different strategies. Wanna join?" Hope asked.

"I would love that."

"Take down my number. I'll text you."

"Thank you so much." I was almost giddy.

Finally I felt like I was actually getting some help for my problem.

~~~

This group is amazing! I was learning so much and everyone was so nice to me. I felt right at home.

A notification popped up on my screen. A private message from one of the members: Riley Samson.

Welcome to the group!

I clicked his profile. He was super cute. Dirty blonde hair, grey eyes, amazing smile. And he lived here!

Thnx appreciate it!

I waited impatiently for a response. 

Ur in a band right? That fabulous group?

Oh my goodness he recognizes me! But he probably wants to talk about Uma. Most people do.

yeah I'm just the lowly drummer :/ uma is the lead singer tho

I chomped on a carrot stick ready for him to ask questions about Uma. My phone dinged.

I love drummers :)

This group might be the best thing that ever happened to me. 

Uma's POV

I had finally decided to answer the message. 

I would spend the rest of my life wondering about this. And what if she can get me one step closer to finding out who my dad is? I couldn't pass this up. I reread my message.

Hi there! Yes, that is my father's name! I guess I always wondered if I had siblings out there! I'd love to sit down and chat if that's okay with you!

I pressed send. 

"Who are you texting?" Cassius asked. 

"J.T. was texting me about auditions."

"You're really adding a dude?"

"Yes, what's so wrong about that?" I asked. "Are you really that insecure?"

"I'm not insecure I just don't like the thought of some guy always being around you."

"I don't get upset when you have kissing scenes in acting."

"Maybe I care more about this relationship than you do." Cassius said stubbornly.

"Cassius, you wanted to date the hot rockstar and that's what you got. Men are going to fall like dominoes around me whether you like it or not. Now you can accept that or we can break up."

"Don't be hasty, Uma! God, am I not allowed to express my feelings now?"

"Of course you are babe. Just not those feelings. I won't sacrifice my dream for anyone or anything."

"You know you're not like normal girls with daddy issues. Aren't you supposed to be obsessed with me and always want me around?" Cassius asked.

"I'm not like any girl you've ever met, baby." I smiled before kissing him. 

"I know. Why do you think I want you so bad?"

~~~

These auditions were horrid! No wonder we never had men in our band, they're untalented!

"I knew this wasn't going to work." Fiona muttered.

"Stop being negative." Raquel said. "It's gonna work."

"The last guy was cute." Olivia said, putting a piece of gum in her mouth.

"Too bad he didn't have a lick of talent." I sighed. "Next!"

A tall boy with bleach blonde hair walked onto the stage. He seemed shocked to see us. "You're all chicks."

"Well you passed the first test, you can pick up on the obvious." I stated. "Name?"

"Hendrix Griffon. Um, are you guys legit? This isn't some cutesy pop band right?"

"Don't you know who we are?" Fiona asked.

He shook his head. "But I'm new in town."

"If you can play better than anyone we've seen today, we'll show you we're the real deal." I declared.

"Alright."

He was phenomenal! Easiest the best of the day! Possibly the best we would see. He was perfect. Hot, talented, a bit on the rough side. I think we found our man.

"So?" He asked cockily. He knew he had killed it.

"So start playing something and we'll jump in." I said getting up. "Let's show him what we can do, girls."

We got up on stage waiting for him. I grinned when he started playing a familiar Blink 182 song. I joined during the chorus. Hendrix gave a surprised look.

The other girls joined in. We sounded good! This might really work!

Hendrix laughed when we finished. "Wow you girls sure proved yourself."

"Didn't realize we were the ones auditioning." I smirked. 

"Well you passed. Your voice is insane. I can see why you're the front woman. You all play great."

"Thank you," Olivia giggled. 

"Appreciate it." Fiona smiled. 

Oh great. They had a crush on him. I could see why.

"So? Am I in?"

"Can you step outside and let us discuss it?" I asked. 

"As long as you come and get me. I didn't catch your name."

"I didn't throw it."

Hendrix chuckled before walking out. 

"Well?" I asked.

"Can I be honest?" Raquel asked. "I don't like him."

Damn it.

Raquel's POV

"Is this slutty?"

I looked up at Uma. She looked incredible. She was in a leather skirt with a bralette and a see through top

"Um I don't know."

"Would your parents die if they saw you in it?" Uma questioned. 

"For sure." I laughed. 

"Then it's perfect. This is for our next gig."

"Cassius won't like that."

"If only I cared." She threw herself on my bed. "Can you believe your parents let you be friends with me?"

"Why wouldn't they?"

"Um, hello? I go against your whole culture. Piercings, tattoos, foul language, bisexuality, promiscuous clothing. I thought they were under the impression that Satan was my father."

"Speaking of, have you gotten a response from your possible sister yet?" I asked. 

She shook her head. "What if she doesn't want me either?"

"Then she's insane. Anyone who doesn't want you is."

"You're my favorite person in the world." She smiled, pulling me to lay down with her. 

I loved when we did this. Being right next to Uma with her hand in mine was the safest place in the world to me.

"Uma...how did you know you were bisexual?" I whispered. 

"I don't know. I always had these intense feelings for girls the same way I did for boys. I thought I could just recognize attraction in all people. And then I kissed a girl for the first time and my heart almost exploded out of my chest. Just like my first kiss with a boy."

"Were you scared?"

"Terrified. But I realized there was nothing I could do to change it, so I had to embrace it. Why? Are you having confusing thoughts? Do you need to kiss a girl? I volunteer."

She turned to face me. Our lips were inches from each other. Did she actually want to kiss me? I sure wanted to kiss her. But I couldn't. Not now, not like this.

I forced a laugh. "That's okay. I was just curious. You're really brave, you know?"

"You sure you don't want to kiss me?"

"Yeah. Good Vietnamese girls don't kiss other girls."

"Have you tried being a bad Vietnamese girl?"

~~~

"What do you mean Raquel?" Uma asked. 

"He-he's gonna cause problems!" I insisted. 

Honestly Hendrix was amazing, but he liked Uma and I didn't need another guy getting involved with her and hurting her.

"How?" Olivia asked.

"Hands up who finds him attractive." I demanded. They all raised their hands. I probably should too. I think by straight standards he's a total hottie. "See, we all like him."

"Okay, but you and Uma have boyfriends." Fiona pointed out. 

"And nothing will happen with me or Fi cuz he clearly has a thing for Uma." Olivia stated.

"You think so?" Uma asked.

"Focus! This sounds really messy." I said. 

"Bands have members who sleep together all the time." Uma stated. "That's how we got the Rumors album."

"She has a point." Fiona said dully. "And we won't fight over him. Whoever he likes, he likes and no one else gets to make a move until whatever situation they had has ended. And I don't know, wait a week."

I groaned. I knew this had to be unanimous and as much as I didn't want Hendrix in the band, I knew he was the best choice. Besides, it would make Uma happy.

"Fine. He can join."

"You are the best Raquel!" Uma kissed my cheek. "I'll go get him."

She excitedly ran off. "How long do you guys think before they start sleeping together?" Olivia asked. 

"I give it a month." Fiona rolled her eyes. 

Uma entered again with Hendrix. "So?" He asked. 

Uma took a deep dramatic breath. "Hendrix Griffon, welcome to The Fab F.O.U.R.! Get ready for the ride of your life."

It was definitely going to be a bumpy one.