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Saturn sat there in his set, messing around with his guitar as Billie went t try out for the band. I probably won't make it he thought. It was one of those doubt moments that every human has at times like this.You want something, but you believe your not good enough, and that you will lose or fail.After many, may moments of heart racing waiting, he saw Billie come back in the room.He then awaited to see if he was next.It seemed he had a few people ahead of him, so he had to wait a little more. But soon he heard the speaker once more. He had been forced to say his real name. "Andrew Michaelis!" The announcer called, and Saturn raised his hand to show he was here.

Billie took a few moments to stop staring at... oh hey, it was a leaf on a plant. She kept thinking over the expressions, and how, really, she'd gone in completely unprepared. Well, she supposed, at least the worst outcome is that my life continues as usual... That wasn't so bad, really.

She relaxed and breathed, then looked around, wondering if the guy from the previous day had shown up. Billie knew he hadn't arrived before her, at least. She spotted him just as a name was called, and watched his hand go up. Ah, so it's Andrew.

She raised one hand to the side of her face and waved with the other, and with a wide smile called out, "Go get 'em, Planet-boy!"

Saturn knew it was now his turn to go tryout and see if he may or may not make the band.He wished he would have brought his electric guitar though, then again, electric sounded better when you had drums to go along, so maybe he made the right decession bringing his acoustic, even if it didn't feel like it. It was probably just his doubts starting to get the best of him.He stood up, and picked up his guitar, while it was still in its case, and tried one final time to move his bangs out of his eyes, but failed, seeing they just fell back in his face.He ignored it and started off, but not before he herd Billie say "Go get 'em, Planet-boy!", he looked st Billie and nodded, and made his way forward.He followed the speaker to the room Billie and a few others were previously in.I hope this turns out good.. he thought.

It didn't seem like there was really any reason to stay - she had done her audition, and they said they'd contact her if they wanted anything more. Billie lingered anyway, curious what sort of mood Saturn would come out in, and chatted up one of the others waiting about the particularly long spikes he'd molded his hair into.

Saturn followed the man around back, where the judges were."What instrument can you play?" He was asked."I can play a lot of things, I can play piano, acoustic guitar, and electric guitar," he said.He was asked what kind of music he could/liked to play, and he responded simply with "rock." After that, then came his chance to play.He pulled out his guitar, awaiting his chance.He didn't know what song they would play, and it was just his luck when they began to play it.So etching he didn't know.But at least it fit his instrument.He felt like he had every eye starring right at him, but he tried to ignore it, and not mind it.

After the song ended, his audition ended, and he came to a stop.He out his guitar up."We will contact you soon, and let you know more" they said to him, and he nodded an okay, and zipped up his guitar case.
"thank you" he said before leaving.

When she heard the door again, Billie glanced over, but Saturn always seemed so unreadable. Guy needed to smile more. She closed out her conversation with the spike-hair guy with a cheerful, "Good luck when your turn comes!"

It was a sort of slow jog she used to get over to him, with a quick shout of "Hey!

She shoved her hands into her pockets and tilted her head - and the rest of her upper body - to the side. Smiling, she asked, "Sooo, how'd it go? Was the one guy grouchy at you? He was grouchy at me."

He walked onward, his guitar case slung over his back, and both hands in his hoodie. He smiled more than she thought, she just wasent around him enough to catch a glimpse of them. Hearing the familiar voice that belonged to a familiar face, he turned and see Billie."-Hey" he said in return to her greeting.

The boy smiled looking towards the girl." They just said they would contact me if I got to move on," he said. Saturn shook his head, "he wasn't grouchy towards me, or at least I don't believe he was.." Saturn said, thinking back to the audition to see if he remembered anyone being grouchy towards him.He didn't recall.

"Ah, maybe he just didn't like me, then. But hey! That should mean better chances for you, annnnd...!" Billie leaned forward, grinning wide. "Considering what I heard from you yesterday, I think that's cause enough for celebration. Whataya think, pizza or ice cream?"

Sure, she'd essentially just met the guy, but who cared?

Saturn shrugged slightly, "who knows" he said.He blinked at her when she leaked forward, and he backed up a step, tilting his head to the side slightly. "Ummm, ice cream?" He said.He didn't understand her sudden offer of pizza or icecream, but he just went with it, despite how weird.

"Awesome. Delicious cold creaminess, here we come!"

No further prompting was needed. Bass in hand, she took off for the nearest ice cream place she could think of, lingering only enough to make sure Saturn was following. And, depending on his walking speed, she might have to slow down; her natural pace was notably quicker than most whenever she had an actual destination in mind.

Saturn paused, but nodded. No point in being a party pooper.

He pulled the sash of his guitar over his shoulder a little more, and with one hand holding the strap, and one hand in his hoodie pocket he followed behind Billie. She seemed so eager to get there, so rather than walking at a moderate pace he decided to walk fast unlike usual when he'd walk at a normal, unrushed speed.

Billie chattered on about a lot of forgettable nothings on the way to the ice cream parlor, anything from the spiky hair of the guy she'd talked with at the auditions to the last book she'd read to random trivia about anything and everything. She went quiet only when they had arrived, studying the flavors intently before ultimately choosing the most ridiculously chocolaty one of the bunch.

Cone in hand, she finally said, "So, Saturn... tell me a bit about you."

(I'm going to call Saturn by his real name, but Billie will still call him Saturn, since he prefers his nickname)


(Accidentally clicked the send button, one moment)

Andrew listened to her boring tales, but didn't dare to show the fact he was bored of her stories. He listened, or at least appeared to be listening. He looked up at her when he finally noticed her talking had ceased. Andrew followed her to the parlor, and looked over the flavors himself. Vanilla, or cookie dough, vanilla or strawberry, vanilla or multi flavor.. he wondered. Then just decided on cookie dough flavor.

Billie smirked a little at the lack of an answer. After sucking a bit of fudge down to nothing, she commented, "You know, you're really quiet, especially for a singer. Aren't singers supposed to be the charming faces of a group?"

She chuckled and shrugged. "But hey, I hear girls go for the strong, silent types. Ooh, brownie."

The girl pried a chunk of brownie free from the mound of ice cream in her hand and happily chewed away.

(Message me if I forget abut this rp. I forgot)

Andrew looked at Billie, and shrugged, "I guess it depends" he said.At 'charming faces of the group', that got him thinking. If group leaders were based off looks, how did one-direction, big time rush, and Justin bieber get started? They're ugly..and they stink at singing..

After that awkward moment of thought he snapped out of thought, "well, I'm not strong, and I. Jot always silent, so, I guess I don't have to worry about that" he said and finally started working on eating his ice-cream.

"Hmm... I just 'strong' might just be an idea in that, not actual strength. Dunno." She shrugged an continued munching away at her ice cream. "'Least you're cute enough."

Following a bite, Billie held the spoon in her mouth for a moment as she thought. When she pulled it out, she smiled at pointed it at him. "Y'know how you're all multi-talented and stuff? Well, I've been planning to learn cello. Still saving up for one. They've got a great sound though, and still only four strings, so I figure it's just holding it and the bow right."

He just sat quietly again and slowly ate his ice cream. Though he paused when she said he was cute, but blew it off.

His eyes slowly looked up at her seeing her spoon pointed at him, and his eyes went to her face, awaiting to hear what she had to say. He nodded slightly, he knew how he was multi-talented, being able to sing, and play various instruments. "its also the passion and hope you hold. Nobody can play an instrument while believing they either stink at it, or are no good.." he pointed out. That was the key. Position, and passion.



(And seeing this rp is now dead, I will 'reuse' this slot)