Cecelia Zan woke up to a stifling heat wave in a muggy, distrusting sweat. God was it hot outside! She could see sun blaring from her windows, of course a small glance at her watch told her it was already very late in the day, Cecelia was known for sleeping in super late in the day, especially when it was unbearably hot like today, but the heat was so bad today and her dad must've turned the AC off when he left for work hours ago, so she needed to escape the heat somehow. And that's when she remembered practice. Shit! ,she thought, groping around for her iphone in her messy room. She finally found it, cracked screen and all and found about twenty new messages blaring out on it. She panicked opened each on and then decided to text Grace that she'd be pretty late because she over slept.
Hey Grace, so sorry but I overslept, again, I just got up but will be heading over there in a minute, you guys can go ahead and start without me k
After that she ran to the bathroom down the hall, took the coldest, fastest shower of her life, threw on some old but very lose clothes and ran outside to her little beetle bug, and drove throws there practice, cussing herself out the whole while. What was she thinking she had left her band, her champion band, to wait for her. She felt like a total fail and looked a bit like one too, seeing as she still wasn't fully awake. Cecelia did end up making okay time, but only okay and as she stepped out of her car, bass in hand, she was wondering if her band mates would be pissed at her like she would be at them if they had done something similar.
"I'm here," she said meekly.