//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 // Story: The DJ and Cellist // by thedjscratch3 //------------------------------// In a crowded music hall, a cellist was just finishing her last piece of the night. She was one of the youngest and most talented musicians to ever play the cello. Music flowed beautifully from the cello as she moved the bow across the strings with confidence. Her playing left most of her audiences in almost a trance while she was playing. The crowd remained quiet until the final notes had been played and then broke into thunderous applause as the young cellist took a bow and moved off the stage. Backstage she was greeted with congratulations from the other musicians who had played the same night. She accepted the praise and moved to put her cello in its case. Tonight was like most other nights for her. She played most nights in some music hall or for some event. She was becoming one of the most successful classical musicians to ever play. Not only was she one of the best musicians but easily one of the most beautiful musicians too. She had long black hair that was brushed to perfection and deep purple eyes that you would get lost looking into. She had a very pretty face and a slender body. Her name was Octavio Philharmonica. She left the music hall with her cello on her back and began to walk towards her apartment. It wasn't a far walk but she was so tired from the performance that night that she felt like it would be an eternity before she got back. She walked slowly along the dim and deserted streets while trying to stay awake. She had been very tired the past week because every night she had been playing somewhere and hadn't gotten enough sleep lately. Between her playing and composing of her own music she was left exhausted. As she turned down a street she heard music coming from farther down the street. It wasn't classical music but rather a type of music that she did not rather enjoy. It was coming from a club down the street that had just opened a few weeks before. She sighed as she got closer thinking to herself how anyone could listen to this stuff they called 'music'. As she passed the club she almost got deafened by the music that was blaring from inside the club. She walked faster so she could get farther from that horrendous noise. When she was well away from the club she finally slowed down and turned down the street that her apartment was on. When she finally got to her apartment she fumbled with her keys and got her door unlocked and went inside her apartment. She set her cello down and walked into her kitchen to get a glass of water. As she was drinking the water she looked up at the clock. 1:30 She thought. I'm not going to be getting a lot of sleep tonight. Knowing that she had to get up early in the morning like she always did. She put her glass down and walked into her bedroom, just wanting to fall asleep and not wake up for a long time. When Octavia got into her bedroom, she went to the side of the bad and looked at the picture on her nightstand and went over and picked it up. She stared at the three people that were standing in it, a man, his wife, and their child. She felt tears in the corners of her eyes as she looked at the picture running her fingers over it. She fell onto her bed hugging the picture as her tears began to fall. “I really miss you Mom and Dad.” she whispered as she closed her eyes and cried. She cried until exhaustion took over and she fell asleep still clutching the picture. __________________ Meanwhile in the club that Octavia had passed, a DJ was just finishing up her set for the night. She was a young DJ with blue spiked hair and purple shades that she wore almost everywhere. Her name was Vinyl Scratch a.k.a. DJ-Pon3. She looked at the club through her purple shades that she had on. The numbers had started to dwindle since it was near closing time. She picked up her microphone as the last song finished and spoke into it. “I hope everyone has had a good time tonight but its time for me to shut it down. This is the great DJ-Pon3 signing off.” She set the microphone down and started to pack up her stuff. She finished getting her stuff together and walked out of the club. When she got outside she took a deep breath and started to walk down the street towards her apartment. When she got to her apartment she opened the door and ignoring the mess, walked to her kitchen. She opened the fridge and pulled out a beer, cracking it open. She walked into her living room drinking the beer and flopped down on the couch. She took out her phone and started to look at all of the missed calls and messages she had. Most of the missed calls and a couple of the messages had been from the same number, her father asking how she was doing. The other messages were from her agent telling her that he hadn't been able to get anymore gigs for this week. Vinyl sighed. At one time she was at the top of the DJ world, but lately she had fallen into a rut and was barely getting any gigs. She knew that every musician fell into one of these every once in a while but lately she was not making enough money and was almost getting kicked out of her apartment because she couldn't pay her rent. She sighed again, just wanting to forget about all of her troubles. She decided to put her phone away and not answer the messages and just fall asleep, and that is exactly what she did. ________________ When Octavia awoke early the next morning, all she wanted to do was go back to sleep. She always woke up at this time and had been doing it for the past few years so that she could start getting things done for the day. Today she wasn't doing anything, but decided to get up anyway as she wanted to finish a piece of music that she was writing. She got out of bed and walked into her kitchen. She made herself some tea and put some bread in the toaster. She sat down at the table started sipping at her tea and nibbling at her toast. After finishing her toast and tea she made her way back to her living room where her cello was, and took it out. She began to play the song that she was writing and started adding on notes when she got to the part where she had finished the last time she had composed. She worked into the afternoon, finally finishing the piece. She collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion. I really need to unwind, she thought. I should go get a drink somewhere. Octavia didn't drink very often, but she was feeling down and decided to go for a drink. She got her coat and headed out. Out on the street, she started walking towards downtown. She came upon that same club she had passed the night before and seeing as it was a bar too, decided to go inside and get a drink. She did not go to places like these very often. She liked to avoid places like clubs, knowing the type of people in places like these. The club wasn't very busy when she walked in, which was to be expected since this type of club was usually more occupied later at night for partying. She sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. She looked around the club taking in everything. It wasn't the best club though it wasn't a very bad one either. She noticed a poster that told of a DJ that was playing tonight, a DJ-Pon3. She wasn't one of the people that liked DJ's, but she wasn't doing anything tonight and decided that she would stick around and see the entertaintment for tonight. She ordered a couple more drinks and watched as more people started to come into the club. ________________ Vinyl woke up late that afternoon. She opened her eyes and immediately shut them as the sunlight hit her eyes. She stretched and sat up on the couch. She got up and went into her kitchen and making herself a cup of coffee. She yawned as she waited and took a half-eaten sandwich out of the fridge and started munching on it. She took her cup of coffee and went back to the couch and sat down on it again, finishing her sandwich and drinking her coffee. She looked at the time. Just a few more hours til I need to get ready to go to the club again. This club had been the only one to hire her lately, but it was starting to get boring playing at the same club day after day with the same people. She sighed and decided to rest until she had to go the club. When the time came, she got her stuff together and left the apartment and headed for the club. When she got to the club she went through the back door and began to set up for the performance that night. Time passed quickly as she set up and she noticed that she had to start soon. She went backstage to the dressing room and began to get ready. She walked out and went to the side of the stage waiting to be called up. She looked at the crowded club before her and shivered with anticipation. She heard someone start to speak into the microphone. “How is everyone doing tonight?” The crowd cheered in response. “Well I don't want to keep you waiting for the entertainment, so please welcome the one, the only, DJ-Pon3!” Vinyl walked up onto the stage as the music started to play. She dove immediately into the songs and started the place rocking. ________________ “Please welcome the one, the only, DJ-Pon3!” Octavia heard as music started to play. She looked and saw someone walking up onto the stage. She had blue, spiky hair with purple shades over her eyes. Octavia was almost hypnotized by the woman. She certainly looks like a DJ. The blue hair suits and those shades go very well on her. She kept staring at the woman as she sat at the bar. She is quite beautiful too. Octavia shook her head. Stop it! I'm not even into women. Even if I was, she would never go for someone as boring and bland as me. I need to stop thinking of her like that. Octavia looked away and decided to listen to the music that was playing. She thought that the music didn't sound as bad as she had thought it would. I guess I just needed to actually listen to it. After a while, her eyes were drawn back to the DJ. No matter what she did she could not pry her eyes away from her. ________________ Vinyl looked at the crowd through her shades scanning over them. Same old crowd, she thought as she looked at them. Wait who is that? She noticed a girl she had never seen before sitting at the bar. She certainly doesn't fit in here. The girl was wearing a plain gray suit and stood out among all of the other people. Never seen her before. I wonder what brings her here. She thought as she continued to look at her through her glasses. She staring at me too. She is quite the looker too. The suit looks good on her. Vinyl decided that if that girl was still here after the show was done that she would go talk to her. She turned her attention back to her music as she switched records and started playing another song.