Curtain In Five! [holly harper]

[sebastian howard]

Seb was horrifically late for his soundcheck with the band. He had a horrible interal clock. He was never on time, not ever. Even from the day he was born. He arrived almost two weeks past his due date, according to his mother, and this bad habit stuck with him through life. If he had to be somewhere at twelve, he wouldn't even come close to arriving any time before a quarter after. It got so that his parents had to set his bedroom clock ten minutes ahead so that he would at least be somewhat on time for school - this was a tip his bandmates kept in mind when they started on the tour.

But even so, Sebastian's forgetful nature got the best of him. He might unplug his clock to plug in his straightening iron and then never plug the clock back in. Or he would completely forget to charge his cellphone, which also had an alarm programmed into it, and its battery would die, leaving his bandmates without any way of contacting him to tell him he was going to be late.

However, Seb never forgot a birthday or a special date. He knew the drum parts to every single song on their playlist without having to be asked, and produce it flawlessly. And, if you quoted almost any movie, he could tell you the character's name, the actor's name, and the movie it was from. He was an organized mess, if anything.

As Sebastian trotted across the fairgrounds, he was thinking about the movie he had seen the other night with Will. He couldn't remember the title - it was an older movie - but it had Kate Winslet and some fat New Zealander girl in it. There was a murder, something about Orson Welles, and Kate showed her breasts (Seb liked that part). It was a bizarre movie that included random bits in claymation, and it made almost no sense until the very end---

Just as Seb was thinking back on Kate Winslet's breasts, he slammed into something. So hard, as a matter of fact, that Seb teetered backwards and landed on the grass with a soft thud. He looked up and squinted against the sunlight. It took him to realize, it wasn't a something he had slammed into. It was a someone.

[holiday harper]

_{staring into the intersection
she thinks that she can fly and she might}

Holly pulled on her jacket as she slowly walked across the carpark to where the shows were performed. It was amazing how many people were actually on euphoria when you thought about it, there was no way she'd meet everybody before tour ended.
Slowly wandering across the near-packed carpark, Holly kept a look out in case there was anyone she knew. She knew she could afford to dawdle, there was still a band to go before across the spoiled sea. If she was lucky, she'd get there just in time to see them play, she hadn't had a chance to see the shake it up's in action before.
Tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, Holly stuffed her hands inside her pockets. It was surprisingly cold out, but anything beat sitting in the caravan and most likely arguing with Reagan. They'd been spending more time with each other lately, but they still couldn't stop arguing to the point where Holly wanted to roundhouse kick him, regardless of whether she knew how to or not.
Besides, that stupid bet about her not drinking coffee was starting to get on her nerves.She'd never admit it, but she was seriously craving some caffeine now. At least she was allowed chocolate. Just as she stepped onto the sidewalk at the end of the carpark, she was suddenly bowled over by a large figure.
Falling backwards, and tripping over the edge of the sidewalk, Holly was suddenly a splay of legs and waving arms as she attempted to gain her balance, but, to no avail.
Landing on her backside, Holly emitted a surprised "Oomph." on impact. "Great one Holly." she muttered to no-one in particular, while trying to get up without any help.
"Ow." she said softly, as a sudden pang from her ankle forced her to sit straight back down. "Ow."
Holding her ankle, she was about to give the person who had bowled her over a scathing comment, but was surprised when she looked up to find that she was looking at the drummer from the shake it ups, what was his name again?
Deciding that she should probably just say silent for now, in case she slipped and started yelling at him, Holly just sat there, looking up at the slightly familiar face.

[sebastian howard]

Sebastian, horrified at his actions, scrambled up and began to help up the young woman he'd bowled into. "Oh my God! I am so, so sorry!" he blurted. He brushed her off a little bit before he even began to brush himself off. "I was thinking about br--I mean, my mind was somewhere else completely. I didn't even see you! Oh gosh. Is anything broken? Are you okay? Do I need to get a medic or something? Shit. I really am sorry..." Sebastian rambled on and on, he didn't even notice he was no longer holding his drumsticks - they were still lying on the grass where he'd teetered.

He slightly recognized the girl. She was on the tour, but he couldn't exactly remember what band. He could rule out the ones he knew - she wasn't from X-It Hollywood or Scheduled Nurse; she definitely wasn't from Plastic Flowers ... then it clicked, kind of. It had to be It's Raining In London. They were the only all-girl group in the tour. Maybe she was with them.

"Sorry. My head's up my ass these days," Seb said sheepishly. "I feel like such a fool. I'm totally sorry..."

[holiday harper]

This is so bad, sorry ! D;

Holly shook her head quickly, trying to take in the boys apology. Gosh, he talked so quickly! "It's okay, honestly." she said quietly, looking down at her ankle. "Um. I'm not sure, my ankle kind of hurts a bit, but that's completely my fault!" she blurted, trying to place where she'd seen him before.
She laughed at his comment, and extended a hand for him to shake. "Holly Harper. Pleased to meet you." she said softly, smiling. "I hope you don't think i'm rude, but I think i've seen you around before." she added, brushing herself off.
IT was true, she'd seen him around tour with Jayson, she was pretty sure. She didn't think they'd met before though.
"I mean, are you okay?" she stuttered quickly, a guilty look on her face. "I'm really sorry, I honestly wasn't even paying attention!" Holly said, blushing. Why was it that she always embarrassed herself in front of people she'd never met before, and on top of that, she was pretty sure that she looked like a tomato at this very moment. Smoothing out her jacket, she bent down to retrieve the guys drumsticks off the ground, wincing at a sharp pain in her ankle. "Drums, Right?" she said, handing the drumsticks over to him. She wanted to slap herself. Here she was, standing next to some stranger, and all she can say is Drums, Right? Duh Holly. They were drumsticks.

[sebastian howard]

Seb flashed a quick, flickering smile. Cute, very cute. She has pretty eyes...nice figure...her accent's not bad, either. He eyed her up and down and hoped he didn't come off looking like a perv.

"Holly Harper - Across the Spoiled Sea!" he said it like an epiphany. "Yeah, yeah, you're the ba--I mean, the chick with the voice!" Christ - did he almost call her "babe"? To her face? He should be blindfolded and shot.

"Yeah, drums," he chuckled. "I'm from the Shake It Ups, actually. And the name is Seb - Seb Howard. Pleased to meet you too." He shook her hand and took the drum sticks back. "You're not rude at all. If anything, I'm the rude one. I'm the jackass that barrelled into you. That's being rude. My head's all the way up my ass these days. I think I should wear a sign around my neck or something that lets everyone know what a fucking space cadet I am. And I'm fine - are you? My hard head didn't hurt you at all, did it?"

He tapped the back of his neck with the drumsticks. He was horrifically late, but he was pretty sure that his band could forgive him. This girl was a total babe-a-rella. Why am I late? No reason - just ran into the smokin' hottie from Across the Spoiled Sea. What's your excuse?