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and pointed out that it had worked, so he should stop moaning.
                  ‘Mission accomplished!’
                  ‘You’re still a dick,’ Luke shot back, not at all amused. They left the two girls for a few minutes, promising to be back once they had said goodbye to some friends who were outside. There were several other people milling about in the room; a couple from another band and some staff from the venue.
                  Melissa sat on a tatty brown leather chair in the corner of the room. Next to it was a sleek, black electric guitar, resting on its stand. She noticed it was a Fender, which was a brand name she recognised, but that was the limit of her knowledge of guitars. It was beautiful, and she remembered seeing him play it earlier. She admired it, and almost reached out to touch it, but then had a vision of knocking it over and decided to keep her hands well away. It looked precious.
                  Bands were her thing. Real musicians. Boy bands made her cringe, big time. She loved to hear a group play live, preferably with songs they had written themselves. This was real talent, as far as she was concerned. The two girls had been to many gigs together, and loved watching both new and established bands. They’d been to a few festivals too. They both loved the same bands, and they lived for going to as many gigs as possible. It was what their weekends were for, and what most of their money went on.
                  Beth perched on the arm of the chair, sipping her beer and smiling smugly. Phone in hand, she was tweeting as usual. ‘That couldn’t have worked any better! See, I know when to go for something. He definitely wants you!’ she whispered to Melissa without taking her eyes off her phone. It buzzed and she read something which made her frown. She let out an irritated sigh and shook her head. Stu, the guy she had stood up, was asking when he could see her. What a cheek, she thought. ‘Is he for real? He calls me a bitch and thinks I’ll see him again.’ She responded with a very short message, ‘No, I’m too busy being a bitch right now. You blew it.’ Then she blocked his number. That was how Beth did things – you very rarely got a second chance if you crossed her.
    Beth then told Melissa once again that the guy she had just met definitely liked her, and that she should go for it. ‘Anything has to be better than Shaun. Oh my god, Liss, how did you not die of boredom?’ She leaned her head back, pretending to be asleep and snoring.
                  ‘You’re so mean!’
                  ‘The guy likes staying at home at the weekend ... all the time!’
                  It was true. He was really quite shy and didn’t like socialising much. It baffled her sometimes how they ended up together. Deep down Melissa felt sorry for him. But she didn’t want to dwell on it, so moved the conversation on.
                  ‘You don’t know that he likes me … he invited me in for a drink, he didn’t ask me to marry him!’
                  Beth shook her head in frustration at her friend. ‘Open your eyes, babe, and go for it. What have you got to lose? Anyway, try to look interesting when they come back,’ Beth ordered in her usual bossy way.
                  ‘I am interesting … but maybe I don’t like him .’ Melissa leaned back in the chair, getting a little irritated with her friend. This was supposed to be a girls’ night out, the rule being “no guys”. She was fed up with men.
                  ‘Shut up, Liss, don't be an idiot. Of course you do … and jeez, those guys are a brilliant band. Hot!!!’ She whistled her approval. Deep down Melissa knew Beth was right.
                  They hadn't noticed the two girls at the other end of the room when they had first entered, until Beth realised that one of them was