Planning
Boscha POV:
The show went off without a hitch, everyone in the crowd going crazy after each song. And now, we were packing up all of our equipment, getting ready to head back to the studio before going home for the night.
I leaned against one of the speakers backstage, scrolling through Penstagram. There were a lot of posts about our show, people showing off small clips of the show, some showing selfies with the stage behind them, others just showing off their merch.
"What were you even thinking!" Matt roared, jabbing a finger into Emira's chest. I glanced up at the two, watching as Edric tried to separate the two of them.
"Listen, it's not like I tried knock over his drums on purpose! It was dark, I couldn't see!" She pushed Matt back slightly, who looked like he was about to self combust out of anger.
"This is why we make light spells!" He hissed, drawing a small light spell to show off his point. Emira shook her head, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
"Matt, if I did make a light spell, no matter how small it was, it'd show off where I was at." She muttered, clearly done arguing with him. "And besides, if I did break his drums in any way, we could have fixed them with magic, simple as that."
Emira then walked away from Matt, who was still fuming. Edric held him back, making sure he didn't try to go after her. Even from where he was, I could hear the long string of curses that was coming out of his mouth. He shoved Edric away from him, then stomped off somewhere backstage.
The twins walked over towards me, both of them shaking their heads. "He has a really short temper some days." Edric muttered, glancing back at where Matt was.
"Hey, it's almost as short as his height." I joked, making both the Blight twins laugh.
"I say it's shorter than his height, if that's even possible." Emira remarked, making the three of us laugh even harder. Edric wiped his eyes, taking a deep breath before looking around.
"Hey, have you seen Mittens around?" He asked, to which I shook my head.
"Haven't seen her since the show. She probably stepped out for some fresh air." I said, looking down at my scroll for a moment before looking back up at the green haired witches. They both looked at each other, then shrugged. "Well, do you mind finding her? We're gonna start loading up the equipment."
Nodding, I put away my scroll and walked deeper backstage, searching for the youngest Blight. "Amity?" I called, peering around a corner. Instead of Amity, I found Matt who was winding up one of the mic cords.
He looked over at me, then furrowed his brows before scoffing. "What do you want?" Matt asked me, his tone bitter.
"Have you seen Amity?" I asked, he jabbed a thumb to the right.
"Last I saw her, she was over there. She's having some kind of crisis." He muttered, clearly annoyed by my question.
"Thanks Matt." I walked towards the direction he pointed to, hearing him say a few things under his breath that I couldn't understand.
"Yeah whatever." Matt muttered, putting away the mic before grabbing another one to wind up its cord.
I peered around the corner, finding the youngest Blight pacing back and forth in a box filled room. From where I stood, it looked like she was arguing with herself. One minute, she would have her hand over her mouth with her brows furrowed, and the next she would wave her hands around and shake her head.
Quietly walking over to her, she was too deep in focus to notice me. "There's no way that was her..." She muttered, squinting her eyes as she continued to pace.
"Uh, Amity?" I reached a hand out and lightly placed it on her shoulder, making the poor witch jump in surprise. She placed a hand over her chest as she said something I couldn't understand.
"Boscha, don't ever do that again." She told me in a shaky tone, which I just chuckled.
"I wouldn't have had to do it if you weren't so deep in your thoughts." I said to her, which she just shook her head. "What's on your mind?" She threw her hands up into the air and sat down on one of the boxes lining the room.
"You'll think I'm crazy." She muttered, placing her head in her hands. I took a seat next to her on the box, placing a hand on her back. I could hear her start mumbling to herself, which none of it I could understand.
"I promise you I won't." She looked up at me, her eyes darting around my face for a moment before sighing.
"Alright fine." She took a deep breath, clasping both of her hands together before she started. "So, during our first song, the Hex girls one y'know? I was scanning the crowd when I had to sing the special chorus."
I nodded, watching as she paused, moving her hands around her for a moment as she tried to figure out what to say. "And Boscha, I swear to the gods I saw Luz in the crowd."
Blinking a few times, I realized I needed to act kinda surprised. Even though I knew Luz was in the crowd, all thanks to Willow giving her the ticket, I wasn't about to tell Amity that. "Really?" Amity nodded, rubbing her temples.
"I'm losing my mind." She said softly as she ran her hands through her hair, messing up her half ponytail. I patted her on the back while she continued to mumble to herself.
Amity leaned back against the wall, looking up at the ceiling. "Amity, I doubt you're losing your mind." I told her, standing up and holding out my hand for her to take. "If anything, you're just overworked."
She took my hand and stood up, rubbing the back of her neck. "You're probably right." She agreed, her gaze moving to the floor. I nodded, dragging her back around the corner.
The two of us nearly ran into Edric, who was carrying a few of the speakers in his arms. He turned slightly, then his eyes lit up. "Oh hey! You found her!" He strained, slightly adjusting his grip on the speakers.
I quickly took a few of the speakers off of him so that he wouldn't drop any of them. He breathed a sigh of relief, hoisting the speakers up a little higher. "Thanks Boscha. Anyways, what were you doing Mittens?"
"Thinking." She responded, taking a speaker off of Edric's pile and moving to take them to the cart. Edric looked at me, raising an eyebrow, but I just shrugged and started taking the speakers to the cart.
Putting the speakers in the cart, I bent down and started strapping them down, I heard Edric's heavy footsteps behind me before he put down the speakers with a large thud. He stood up straight, popping his back a few times.
I tightened the ropes around the speakers, tugging it a few times to make sure it'd stay in place. Then, standing back up, I turned towards Edric. I watched him struggle trying to strap them down.
"You need any help?" I asked him, watching as he tried to pull the ropes around the speakers.
"No, I got it." He sighed before he dropped the ropes and stood up, drawing a small spell circle that bound the speakers together with a small pink line. Emira walked behind the two of us, silently counting off the speakers we brought in.
"That's everything." She said with a smile as she placed a hand on her hip. "Where's Matt and Mittens?" I shrugged, but Edric was able to respond for me.
"They're both already in the cart." He said as we all stepped out of the cart. "Are you riding in the back with Mittens?" Edric asked me, which I nodded. He gave me a short nod back, then the twins made their way over to the cart.
I followed after them, pulling out my scroll when I felt it buzz. A soft smile landed on my face when I saw it was a message from Willow, just saying hi. I started to type a message back, opening the cart door and walking inside.
Amity sat at the seat closest to the door, her head resting at the top of the seat. Her eyes followed me, watching as I moved to her right and sat down, crossing my legs as I continued to type away.
We stayed silent for a moment as I continued to text Willow. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Amity sit up straight before looking over in my direction. She leaned in my direction slightly, then snorted.
"Willove?" I felt my ears go down and the heat immediately rush to my cheeks. "That's Willow's contact name?" Amity managed to get out between chuckles.
"Shut up." I stammered, giving her a light shove. She continued to laugh, giving me a light shove back.
"Does she know that's her contact name?" She asked, a sly smirk placed on her face. The cart lurched slightly, signaling that we were on our way back to the studio. I turned away from Amity, trying to hide my face with my scroll.
"No." I softly said.
"What was that Boscha? I didn't hear you." Amity said in a singsong tone.
"No." I said a little louder, earning me another chuckle from the green haired witch. I shoved her away again, this time making her gasp in surprise. She struggled to keep her balance before she fell to the cart's floor with a soft thud.
Now it was my turn to laugh. Amity picked herself up off the floor and dusted herself off before sitting back down next to me. My scroll buzzed again and I turned my attention to it, a smile reappearing on my face when I saw it was another message from Willow.
The rest of the ride was fairly quiet. When the cart lurched forward again, a loud set of knocks came from the front of the cart, telling us that we were back at the studio. I got up and went to the door, opening it with a loud creak. "Amity? You coming?" I asked, glancing over my shoulder at the other witch, who hadn't moved.
Amity was out cold, her head resting against the top of the seat. I could hear soft snores come from the witch as she slept. Rolling my eyes, I went over to her and shook her shoulder. She awoke with a start, shaking her head a few times before looking up at me. "C'mon, we're at the studio."
She groggily stood up, carefully rubbing her eyes to not mess up her makeup as she walked over to the door. "Enjoy your nap Mittens?" Emira questioned as she slung an arm around Amity's shoulders. Amity mumbled some response to the older witch before lightly shoving her sister away.
Matt stepped out of the cart, not even looking at the four of us before he went inside. The twins ruffled Amity's hair before moving to the cart that had our equipment so they could start unloading it. I started to follow them, but I was stopped in my tracks when someone grabbed my shoulder.
I spun around and was met face to face with Amity. "You can head out, go see Willow." She said with a soft smile on her face. My eyes widened slightly.
"I can help unpack the equipment first-" I started, but she just shook her head.
"It's fine, my siblings and I got it. You go and have fun." I slowly smiled, then pulled the green haired witch into a hug. My actions caught her off guard, she stood frozen for a moment before lightly patting my back.
Letting go, I took a few steps back. I gave the witch a quick wave goodbye before spinning on my heel and walking away. "Remember! We're meeting up tomorrow so we can start looking for a new drummer!" Amity called out to me and I gave her a thumbs up in response.
Walking along the dirt road, I pulled out my scroll and pulled open my messages. Going into Willow's contact, I messaged her and asked if she was busy doing anything at the moment. She responded almost right away, saying that she wasn't.
I couldn't help but smile, quickly sending her another message asking if I could come over. Willow responded quickly, saying that it'd be fine if I came over, ending her message with a heart. A content sigh escaped me as my ears went down.
"I love her." I swooned, knowing that I had a dopey grin plastered on my face. I bet if I were to look in a mirror, I would be able to see hearts in my eyes.
Continuing on the roads, I eventually made my way to Willow's house. Walking up to the front door, I quickly shot Willow a message saying that I was at the door. I didn't want to knock and risk waking up her parents, and while they did like me, I doubt they'd want to find me at their door this late at night.
The silence that surrounded me while I waited was nice, it was relaxing. A soft sigh left me as I stared up at the stars. My ears perked up when I heard the sound of a shifting lock, and turning back around to face the door, I watched as Willow opened it.
With a large smile, I quickly picked her up and started to spin her around, the silence now being filled with our soft laughter. Giving her a quick peck on the lips, I put her back down on her feet. "It's good to see you babe." Her cheeks were dusted a dark pink as she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.
"Sorry about dropping by so late." I whispered as she pulled me into her room, closing her door behind us. Slowly walking over to her bed, I kicked off my shoes and took a seat on her bed. Willow took a seat next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder. "I know how you like to go to bed early."
"It's fine Boscha." Her voice was soft with a hint of drowsiness, her hand taking a hold of mine. "I'm sorry I had to miss your concert." She mumbled, her thumb rubbing small circles on my hand.
"Pssh!" I waved my free hand in circles. "It's one concert, and it's not like it was my last one." I could feel her nod her head. She then sat up, her hand letting go of mine. I looked over at her and she motioned for me to turn around.
I did as she asked, turning around so my back was facing her. She carefully reached up and took my hair out of it's bun, letting my hair flow down my shoulders. Then, she slowly started to run her fingers through my hair, muttering something about how soft my hair was.
"But, speaking of the concert..." I started, turning slightly to look at the witch behind me. She raised an eyebrow, but she continued to run her fingers through my hair. "Luz is back in town?" I asked aloud, a hum of confirmation coming from my girlfriend's lips.
"Back and here to stay." She said, making me straighten up instantly.
"She's actually staying in the Boiling Isles?" My voice rose slightly, but Willow only nodded her head.
"That's what she told me and Gus." She stopped running her fingers through my hair. I could feel her start to braid my hair, working quickly but gently at the same time.
"Oh boy, Amity's gonna love that." I said with a smirk on my face, already picturing the youngest Blight's reaction to her favorite human staying at the Boiling Isles. Willow tensed up behind me, she stopped braiding my hair for a moment, then continued.
"Speaking of Amity..." Willow hesitated before continuing. "Did you tell her about Luz going to the concert?" I softly shook my head. "You didn't tell her? Why not?"
"Two reasons. First of all, I knew she had no idea Luz was back when you told me, because if she did know, she would've been freaking out to me about it. Secondly, I didn't want her to mess up on stage trying to search for Luz in the crowd. She's crushing on that girl hard, telling her that Luz was back in town would mess her up."
Willow finished braiding my hair and quickly tied it off, allowing me to turn back around to face her. She slowly nodded her head. "Okay, I guess that makes sense, so what did you tell her?"
"Just said you gave your ticket to one of Augustus' friends." I shrugged. "It's not like I lied to her." Willow nodded again, her brows furrowed tightly together as she bit her lip. I recognized that look anywhere, smirking slightly I crossed my arms over my chest. "It looks like you're thinking of some kind of idea, spill."
She brought a hand up to her mouth, still looking down as she remained deep in thought. "We both know that Amity's got a major crush on Luz." I nodded my head. "And we both know that Luz is staying in the Boiling Isles."
I nodded again. "What are you getting at?"
"Well, what if we, oh I don't know, hook the two of them up?" She proposed, making me blink a few times.
"Willow, babe, as much as I'd love to do that," I rested my hands on her shoulders. "we don't even know if Luz likes Amity that way. And if we tried to hook them up and things go badly between the two, it'd destroy Amity." Willow rolled her eyes and stood up, moving over to her desk and opening a few drawers before pulling out a collection of papers.
"Here's the thing." She passed me the papers and I quickly started to scan them over. They were letters from Luz. "I'm pretty sure that Luz has a crush on Amity as well." I looked up at my girlfriend, raising an eyebrow. "C'mon, you remember how Luz was with Amity, the two of them were constantly hanging out, Luz was always talking about her, and you can't forget how she acted when Amity was around."
I shuffled through the letters, finding a new one to read. "Babe, that doesn't mean Luz has a crush on her." I muttered, still scanning over the letter. "Does she always ramble this much?" I asked, looking up from the papers. Willow nodded her head.
"But look..." She quickly flipped through the letters before her face lit up when she stopped on one. Handing me the letter, she pointed to one of the many lines that was scribbled down.
"Before you and I got together, I sent her a letter asking her for some advice on how to say I liked you." She explained, looking away with a light blush painting her cheeks. "She sent this back, and that's what caught my eye."
I read over the letter, chuckling slightly at the dumb advice that Luz gave her. Then, I started to scan over what Willow was pointing at.
"I wish I could be there to help you confess. In fact, I wish I was there with you all, even if it's just for a minute. I really miss all of you guys, and there's still something super important I need to tell Amity, but I guess that'll have to wait till I get back huh?"
Squinting slightly, I placed the letter down in my lap. "Okay, so maybe there's a chance, but there isn't solid proof yet." Willow nodded, sitting back down next to me. I could hear her hum softly, trying to think of something.
"Well then, I don't know what to do." Willow stood up again, taking off her glasses and setting them on the small table next to her bed before sitting back down next to me. She leaned up against me, clearly tired.
I wrapped an arm around her, holding her close to me. "Hey, don't worry about it too much. Why don't we get some sleep and we can think about it more later, okay?" She softly nodded, wrapping her arms around my waist before laying down, dragging me down with a yelp.
She laughed at my reaction, nuzzling her face into my neck. I could feel her warm breath on my neck, making my face flush red. "You're tense." She mumbled softly with a chuckle.
"You randomly pulled me down, why wouldn't I be?" I stammered out, earning another chuckle. Trying to relax, I put my arm around her, suddenly feeling tired myself. My eyes started to flutter shut before fully closing, everything going dark.
It was silent for a few minutes, the only thing I could hear was Willow's soft breathing. I assumed she was already asleep, and I could feel myself slowly starting to drift off.
It was nice being with Willow like this. Just the two of us after a long day, relaxing with one another in the silence. I mean, I love all the attention I get from the fans, I really do, but they don't matter. What matters to me is her, and if I had to trade away all my fame for her, I would in a heartbeat.
Suddenly, Willow shot up in bed with a gasp, startling me. "Willow? What's the matter?" I asked, sitting up with her while I rubbed my eyes. I could hear a high pitched squeal coming from her as she grabbed my shoulders and started to shake me.
"Boscha! The band is having drummer auditions soon, right?" She spoke quickly, making it hard to understand what she was saying. I slowly nodded my head, and even though I could barely see her face in the dark light of the room, I could tell her eyes instantly lit up.
"Why do you ask?" I slowly questioned, wondering why this suddenly came to mind. Another high pitched squeal came from my girlfriend as she shook me again.
"I'm asking because of Luz!" She let go of my shoulders and ran her hands through her hair, a chuckle escaping her lips. "Oh my gods this is perfect..." She trailed off as another attack of giggles hit her.
"What?" I asked, completely lost on what Willow was trying to say.
"Boscha, when Gus and I met up with Luz earlier today, she filled us in on stuff that'd happened to her while she was back on Earth." I nodded, waiting for her to continue to explain. "And she mentioned how she got into drumming!"
My jaw dropped, I blinked a few times to take in what she said. Luz is into drumming? That's honestly pretty convenient, considering the fact that we're looking for a new drummer.
"So if we can get Luz to audition to be in your guy's band, we can get them to meet up!" She exclaimed, tightly squeezing my arms.
"And if they meet up at the audition..." I started, a large smile starting to grow on my face. "We can figure out how Luz feels about Amity!" Willow rapidly nodded, a toothy smile on her face.
"It won't matter if Luz makes it in the band or not-" Willow started, practically bouncing up and down with excitement.
"Because either way, Amity's going to find a way to hang out with her!" I finished, Willow squealing once again. She pulled me into a tight hug, and started to laugh, which sounded like music to my ears.
"We've just got to make sure she knows about the auditions tomorrow." I said, hugging Willow back. She nodded as she pulled away from me.
"I'll make sure she knows! Gus, Luz and I can all hang out tomorrow, and I'll say I got a message from you about the auditions. Then Gus and I will convince her to go try out, and the two of them will be able to meet up!" The amount of excitement that filled her voice when she explained her plan was making me smile like an idiot.
"Perfect." I said, kissing her forehead. She smiled, her nose scrunching up out of happiness. "I'll make sure Amity has no idea, to keep it a surprise." Willow nodded again, her eyes still bright even in the dark light.
"I'll make sure to message you if she goes to try out, that way you'll know." Willow yawned, the adrenaline of the plan slowly wearing out. "What time are you guys starting auditions tomorrow anyways?" She asked, leaning against me again.
"Not too sure, but knowing Amity she's probably gonna start it early." Willow mumbled something, slowly wrapping her arms around my waist again. But, before she could drag me down and startle me again, I slowly laid the two of us down.
Her head rested on my chest and her breathing quickly slowed down to a steady pace, telling me that she was asleep. But now, I couldn't sleep. So, very carefully, I pulled out my scroll and turned it on, hissing when I saw the bright light.
Turning down both my brightness and my volume, I started to scroll through Pentsa. There wasn't anything too interesting, but it was giving me something to do rather than just stare at the dark ceiling.
I lost track of time as I tried to wear myself out, but after a few hours of failing to fall asleep, my scroll buzzed with a message. It was from Amity, asking me if I was still awake. "Amity's still up?" I muttered, messaging her that I was.
I messaged her again, asking her what she was still doing up this late. It showed me that she was typing out a message, which lasted for a couple of minutes before she fell silent. Then, it showed her typing again before she finally sent me her message.
"Can't sleep." I read, squinting my eyes because I knew that wasn't all she wanted to say. However, I just rolled my eyes and decided to not push it. "Neither can I." I muttered, sending the message before turning off my scroll with a sigh.
Willow shifted slightly, nuzzling up closer to me before remaining still once again. I slowly started to run my fingers through her hair, careful not to wake her up. Feeling my scroll buzz again, I struggled to open it with one hand before succeeding.
"What's got you up so late?" I read, blinking a few times. "I could ask you the same thing." I scoffed as I pressed send, rubbing my eyes as I waited for a response.
A yawn pushed past my lips, my eyelids drooping slightly before they snapped open when I felt another buzz. "I've just been stuck thinking." She messaged and I had to suppress a small chuckle. "What's new there Amity?" I asked aloud.
"Whatcha thinking about? Wait, let me guess, Luz?" I sent, struggling to stifle another soft chuckle.
She almost instantly responded. "No." I rolled my eyes at her response. "I'm just thinking. Why do you think I was thinking about Luz?"
"Maybe it's because she constantly seems to be on your mind." I texted her, freezing in place when I felt Willow shift again.
"She's not constantly on my mind." She messaged back, I only shook my head.
"Oh Amity, you poor lovesick witch." I said to myself, already typing away my response. "Amity, you're convinced that you saw Luz in the crowd at tonight's show."
There was a long pause, then Amity only sent me three dots. "So what was that about Luz not being on your mind?" I sent with a snicker, Amity falling silent again.
A few minutes went by without a response, and I wondered if she was just going to give me the cold shoulder now. Just as that came to mind, I felt the familiar buzz come from my scroll. "Night Boscha."
I could just hear the tone she would have saying that line, the breaking cold tone that she'd try to use to mask the fact she was flustered. I stuck out my tongue and quickly typed out another message.
"Oh come on Amity, you know I'm right." I hit send and waited, getting a response from the youngest Blight shortly after.
"Nope, not having this conversation. Good night." I sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to fight with me. I stared at her last message for a moment, then remembered what Willow and I were talking about earlier, the plan that we needed to get into action as soon as possible.
"Wait, before you go, if tomorrow's auditions are slow, you wanna go out to the market or something?" I sent, hoping that she would say yes. She started typing out a message, pausing for a moment, then typing out her message again.
"Why the market?" She questioned, and I scrambled to try and find some kind of excuse.
"Why not the market? Maybe they'll have some cool stuff out." I typed out, hoping that would be enough to convince her. She went silent for a minute, then I could see her typing.
"Sure, but not for long." A large grin appeared on my face, honestly a little surprised that she agreed. But it didn't matter, cause now our plan was in action.
"That works for me. Night Amity." I sent my final message for the night, putting away my scroll and getting comfortable for the night.
My eyelids felt heavy, and very slowly they closed. I took in a deep breath that I slowly let out, just letting myself melt into the bed as I snuggled with Willow. Willow squeezed me a little tighter, making me smile as I finally drifted off to sleep.