Violet was sitting on her desk, working on her computer. The music pulsed around the room. The DJ was working on her newest song, but was having some trouble with it; growling, she deleted all her progress for the fifth time that night. Frustrated, she pushed herself back, making some space from the desk; she reclined on the chair, looking at the ceiling, and crossed her arms behind her head. She closed her eyes, trying to get some inspiration by letting the music flow inside her. She relaxed, the music was taking form in her head, but it soon took the form of a certain cellist smiling at her, and that inspired her to do something else.

With her eyes still closed, her left hand made its way through her body, stopping at the waistband of her jeans. Slowly, she popped the button open, and let her hand slide under it. She began to rub the zone, letting out soft moans, confident that the music will do its job covering any sound; but as she continued letting off some steam, she forgot about two important things: Her sister was still in the apartment, and most importantly, she forgot to lock her door.

"Yo Sis'! Have you seen my-" Lyra walked inside the room, finding herself in front of something interesting. Violet was sitting on her chair, legs open, offering a splendid view of the wet spot in her jeans where her hand was. Violet blushed madly, and fell on the floor trying to reach for something to cover her, hitting her face hard on the floor.

"DUDE!" Violet fixed her pants in a fast move, and checked if there was blood on her nose. "Do you ever know how to knock?" Lyra couldn't help but laugh at her sister.

"And do you know how to lock a door?" Lyra said between laughs. "What? Fantasying about Octavia?"

"N-No! I was just... " Violet threw a pillow to Lyra, making her stop the laughs for a moment. "What do you want, Lyra?"

"Hey, don't need to be rude Sis'" Lyra made a convincing sad look, making Violet feel sorry. Violet always said that Lyra had talent to be an actress. "I was wondering if you knew where my black heel-boots were..."

"Yeah, you threw them at me last Friday to wake me up. That hurt by the way..." Violet searched behind her bed, pulling out a the pair of boots and handing them to Lyra. "Here. Are you going out?"

"Huh? Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you!" The blonde girl sat in her sister bed, putting on her boots. "I'm gonna have kind of a date with a girl I met at Fancy Pants's party." She stood, extending her arms and making a full turn so Violet could see her. "So, how do I look?" She had her hair loose, falling without interruption to both her back and chest. A gold necklace, which had a lyre-shaped charm, adorned her neck. She was wearing a light mint-green blouse, and white skinny jeans along with the said black boots.

"You look beautiful Lyra." Violet smiled at her sister, who blushed a little. "Are you going to tell me about the girl?" Now Violet made a more serious look, and Lyra's blush increased its intensity.

"S-Sorry Vi, but I can't! You see, we made a promise: While we decide if this is something serious or not, we cannot tell anyone about us..." Lyra held her left arm with her right one. "You know, to protect our privacy in case that is just for fun..."

"And you think that is just for fun?"

"Well, is fun to hang out with her, but I'm in this for real" Lyra walked out the room, with Violet following behind. "And I'm pretty sure she wants something serious, but I gonna find out tonight"

"Dude, you met her last Friday, it cannot be that serious..."

"Hey!" Lyra suddenly turned to face Violet, making the DJ flinch. "You are not the only one who can have a Crush on someone they just met. I'm taking action on it, that's all!"

"Fine. I just don't want you to rush things out." Violet walked to the door. She had to admit that she had a huge crush on Octavia, but she didn't dare to move, not wanting to risk their newly started friendship.

"I know Sis', and thanks" Lyra offered a warm smile, and Violet was thankful for that. "Sorry for letting you alone... But I'm sure you will find something to do." she gave a quick look to the DJ's pants with a playful smirk. Violet blushed hard, covering the zone with her hands; she waited by the door, while Lyra checked her out in the mirror. Once she finished, they hugged and Lyra left the apartment.

"Well, hope you two get together, that way I would be able to know her!" Closing the door, Violet sighed, realizing she was going to be alone that night. Giving a look around, she considered all the options. She could return to her room and continue working, but she was sure that she didn't want to become crazy so young. Cleaning was a last resort, and she was not that hungry, so she left cooking aside; she looked down at her pants, and thought about resuming her last activity, but the initial emotion disappeared, and she felt dirty at the moment.

She finally decided to take a shower and then find something to do. Violet climbed up the stairs, undressing on the way, walking into the bathroom. She steps into the shower, turning on the water and letting it fall on her body. As she was there, many thoughts crossed her mind, most of them about Octavia. Violet had only met her for a week, but she became an important part of her daily life: she was the main theme of most of Vinyl's dreams, and the few times she had seen her were precious. Violet smiled, she cannot believe herself; she had many crushes in her life, but none had her feelings the way she felt now. Turning off the water, she shook her head; maybe she was giving too much time to that, maybe after some days it will fade away.

After drying and putting some more comfortable clothes, Violet found herself without nothing to do. She walked through the apartment, putting some music so she doesn't feel so lonely. She sat in the living room, and looking at her console, she decided to play to kill some time, but sweeping through the titles, nothing called her attention... It was going to be a long night.

With nothing better to do, she grabbed her phone. She scrolled from app to app, looked at photos and videos on the internet, but after some time she was bored again. She stopped at her contacts list; texting someone and talk for a while could help. But who should she text? Violet could only think of a certain girl with purple eyes.

"Tavi..." Violet whispered, she was in the conversation screen, her fingers almost touching the screen, when many doubts invaded her. "What should I talk about? Could she talk right now? Or maybe I would be bothering her..." She shook her head; it was not like her to be so insecure, besides, you can talk about whatever you want with a friend, right?

"-What's up Tavi!? How you doing?" Vinyl sighed. "Come on Violet! You can do it better!" Now, her intention was to erase the message and re-write it, but her finger slipped and accidentally tapped the 'Send' button. We can divide the following Violet's stages into three.

"Damn it! Violet, you idiot!" the first, 'Anger', occurred instantly after realizing that the message was sent, and that she could do nothing to prevent it. "Why are you like that, Violet!? Ugh!" She facepalmed, neglecting the fact that she had her glasses on, and therefore, hurting her face even more. "OUCH! YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"

"Huh? No, no, no, no, no!" We can call the second stage 'Panic', and it started when Violet saw the sign of 'Writing' on Octavia's chat. Violet's face paled while the sing disappeared, leaving a message instead. She dropped the phone, not reading the text, and got up from the couch, hands on her head, thinking about what to do.

The third and final stage is called 'Even more Panic', it started when Violet's phone started ringing, with Octavia's icon on the screen. Violet jumped in surprise, and hide behind the table, all in just a second. She breathed deeply, and accepting her destiny, she answered the call. "Y-Yeah, hello?"

"-Hello, Violet, are you all right? You sound strange... -"

-Ok, Violet, play it cool, do not fuck this up... - "H-Hi Tavi! Yeah... um, no, is nothing, I hit my toe with the table, that's all!" Violet made a mental High-five with herself.

"-Are you hurt? Well... Let me rephrase it: Are you hurt badly? -"

"Huh? Oh, no, don't worry, just a Scratch!" Violet laughed at her own joke, until she realized how dumb it was. She was about to facepalm again, but stopped remembering the last accident, and hearing a laugh emanating from the phone.

"-So you are the 'Pun' type, why does that not surprise me? -"

"I guess because I love puns... " Violet dropped herself on the couch, resting her head on a pillow. "Anyway, to which I owe you the honor of your call, Miss Melody?" She asked, making the worst accent ever heard. Octavia seem to ignore it.

"-Well, my friends are busy tonight, I had nothing to do, and you texted me... -" Violet could hear a small giggle from the cellist. "-I am not a fan of texting, I prefer to call... So here we are-"

"You had nothing to do?" Violet played small ornament, throwing it in the air and catching it back. "I was not expecting that..." she smiled confused.

" -I'm supposed to be practicing, but I know the piece quite well..." Violet could imagine the smile on Octavia's face. "And I can't concentrate, so I just decided that I'll take this night off-"

"Whoa, watch out! We got a badass over here!"

"-Ha ha, really funny... -" Octavia laughed along with her friend. "-So, beside making fun of me, what are you doing? I thought you played in local clubs... -"

"Yeah... well, I got a couple of free days, and I need to take some rest from writing music... This last song is killing me!"

"-And why you don't ask Lyra for help? -" Violet smiled, standing up and walking through the room.

"That would be a good idea, but she is on a date with a mysterious girl, so I'm alone tonight"

"-I understand... then I will be more than happy to accompany you tonight!" Vinyl would never admit this in public, but this girl could make her blush even on the phone. "So tell me, Violet, what have you been doing these days? -"

"Not so much... " Violet jumped over the kitchen table, sitting on it and grabbing an apple to eat. "This week has been a bit slow for the clubs, so I didn't have any gig. -" She took a bite of the apple."-I had time to work on a couple of songs, but I'm blocked at the moment... What about you? How is the Orchestra going?" She took another bite, leaning on the wall to be more comfortable.

"-There is not much to talk about, except for the fact that we have a new director... one not so agreeable-"

"Oh yeah!? What, a creepy old man with long beard and dirty jokes?"

"-That would be the old director..." both girls laughed, but then Octavia's voice became more serious, making Violet worry. " The new director is someone who was my friend a couple of years ago... Let's say that, after a bad presentation, he decided to leave on his own and leave the group, only he didn't do it in the best way... -"

"W-What do you mean? What happened?"

"-Many things, actually... I-I had a crush on him when I met him," Violet felt a pain in her chest, but it was soon relieved. "but after knowing him well, that feeling disappeared; he was interested in me, and proposed me to be a couple, a proposal I had to reject... He was hurt, then we had an accident in an important event, and at that moment everything went wrong... He insulted us, said that we won't be successful, and left... -"

"Whoa... Well, I can understand he was angry, but he is a total jerk, you know?" Violet threw the already eaten apple inside the trash can, and jumped off the table. "A bad gig is not a reason to act like an asshole. I'm sure he is a total nobody..."

"-You may want to consider that again... " Octavia said giggling. "He is one of the most famous pianists in the world, and performed for the princesses many times... I had to admit that he has an excellent career-"

"Well, now I feel like an idiot" The girls laughed. Violet sat on the stairs, resting her head on her hand.

"-Don't need to worry, to tell the truth, I didn't know until some days ago. But let's talk about something else... tell me, did you eat? -"

"Really?" Violet smiled, standing up and walking to her bedroom.

"-Hey, I just want to start a conversation! -"

"Come on! You can do it better than that!" Violet let out a loud laugh, throwing herself on the bed. "Try again!"

"-Ok, wait a minute... -" Violet heard movement on the other side, followed by a clickinck sound. "Well, I got it, 'fifty-five questions for friends'... You want to give it an opportunity? -"

Violet smirked. "Let me guess... Internet?" Octavia was about to say something, but Violet continued. "Yeah, why not? Those are funny, and maybe I learn one or two things about you, Tavi"

"-So let's start... I read the question and we both answer, first you, then me, and the next we change the order, okay? -"

"Bring it on!" Vinyl made a fighting pose still lying on the bed.

" Very well, first question!" Violet could hear Octavia gliggling "What is the funniest anecdote you've ever lived? -"

"Already with the big guns, huh? I got plenty, but if I have to choose one..." Violet went silent for a moment, thinking. She straightened, sitting in the bed, and let out a small laugh. "Well, I would have to say one that happened to me at a funeral... You see, when I was sixteen, a distant aunt of the family died. Mom asked Lyra and me to accompany her, terrible decision by the way, and once in the wake, Mom leaves us for a moment, and these guys start talking about the dead aunt, telling stories and remembering things... but what they talked about most was how much he smoked. One of them looks at us, as if waiting for us to say something about the aunt, I panicked, and all I could say was 'Well, at least she won't smoke anymore...'" Violet let out a sigh. "Yeah... it was brutal"

"-NO WAY! -"

"-

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It was already close to one in the morning when Lyra entered the apartment. Wobbly, she tried, and failed miserably, to move silently, stumbling over a table, cursing for the pain, and heading for the stairs. Once upstairs, Lyra was about to enter her room, take off her clothes, and sleep until it was really necessary for her to wake up, but the sound of laughter coming from Violet's room caught her attention. She could wait a couple more minutes before sleeping...

"It's impossible for you to do that! Hahahaha!" Lyra could see her friend, twisting with laughter in her bed, holding her abdomen with one hand, and her phone with the other. She could feel a gentle and pleasant air in the atmosphere, and a part of her told her not to interrupt, but another part, influenced by alcohol, told her that she would not be her if she didn't... Lyra decided to listen to the second.

"WHAAAAAAT'S UP!?" The blonde threw herself on her friend, ramming her against the bed. Violet struggled to escape her friend's grip. Lyra meanwhile, laughed, and settled down, sitting in front of her sister. "YO TAVI! WHAT'S UP GIRL!?" Violet punched her, and Lyra continued laughing.

"-What is that, Violet? -"

"Nothing, just m-"

"YO TAVI! YOU CAN'T IMAGINE WHAT I FOUND VIOLET DOING THIS AFTERNOON!" Lyra interrupted, and Violet's eyes filled with both terror and anger. Lyra was still laughing when she was held back by her sister, covering her with blankets and pushing her against the bed.

"-Violet, is everything fine with Lyra? -"

"Yeah, yeah! She is... Well... drunk" Now that the atmosphere lost its magic, and that Lyra was gaining strength, Violet decided that it would be best to end the conversation. "Hey, Tavi, I will have to take care of this mess, and you have practice tomorrow... I think it's better that we go to sleep"

"-I think the same... Thank you for your company, Violet. Remind me to never invite you to a funeral... -" Violet could hear the playful tone in Octavia's voice, and smiled to herself.

"Really funny, Tavi... Good night!"

"-Good Night Violet-"

With a click sound the call ended. Violet released her sister from her sheets prison, and proceeded to sit in her chair. Violet looked at her sister with an expression of joy and disbelief at the same time, while Lyra saw her smiling stupidly.

"What's up?" Lyra said while still smiling. "Everything is cool with Tavi?" Lyra was reeling from side to side, and violet couldn't concentrate well on the conversation. "You sure were having a good time... Sorry for tackling you by the way." she smirked, the alcohol in obvious control of her.

"Eeeeyup, everything was great, what about you? Is official now?"

"Yup... I will tell you about it tomorrow, though... I'm curious about ya'... What did you and Tavi talk about?" Lyra told her sister to sit next to her. They sat face to face, legs crossed, and hugging pillows in their hands.

"It was great, you know? We talk for hours and hours, and I think there is a kind of, I don't know, connection?" Violet' eyes they shone as they spoke, and a smile formed on his face. Lyra couldn't ignore this, it made her happy to see her sister like this.

"I haven't seen you like this in a while," Lyra smiled nostalgically, but soon his teasing energy returned, giving the DJ a little punch. "So you were like, I don't know, thinking about her, and how they could run away together... she would teach you about classical music, and you about a couple of techniques in bed!?" Violet's cheeks turned red, and she hid behind a pillow.

"N-Not at all!" The girls were silent for a while. Lyra looked at Violet with an attempt of seriousness, raising an eyebrow. They kept it up until Violet finally gave up. "Well... Maybe a little. I don't know, maybe I impressed her with all this about being a DJ and showing her my music and that... but I wonder if she thinks about me as much as I do about her, or if I'm just wasting my time..."

"You aren't..." Lyra shook her head, giving her sister a hug. "What you are doing is thinking too much. As you said, you barely know her for a week, don't complicate yourself yet! Enjoy this, whatever it is, and create the basis for your move!"

"Since when are you an expert in love? You could help me before, you know?" Violet smiled, returning the hug.

" I've always been, only that I like to see you suffer from time to time." Lyra stood up, and walked through the door. "Well, I'm going to die for a while, wake me up tomorrow only if necessary. Good night Sis'"

"Good night Sis'" And with that Lyrq closed the door behind her. Alone in her room, Violet turned off the light and lay down on the bed, covering herself with the blankets... a smile formed on her face thinking of Octavia, about her hair falling gently on her shoulders and back, about her bright eyes... closing her eyes, her left hand traced its way from her neck, stroking her breasts and abdomen, and sliding into her pants, settling in his crotch. Violet began to touch the area, which was already wet ... this would be a long night.

Author's Note

4th chapter here! Even though it was the most difficult to write so far, (especially for the phone call) It was fun to write.

I was late publishing this one; it was supposed to be ready by Sunday, but, well, I was sick and had to do some editions.

The song of this chapter is "Wasting time", a song by my favorite band of all my life: Blink-182. Great song, amazing band.

As always, thanks again for all the support, hope you enjoy it! See you guys next chapter!