Glass Hearts

My life has been a big blur since I became a photographer. Everybody wants me to take pictures of their weddings or sporting events but those kinds of photos aren't my passion. I want to take photographs of bands. That is my calling.

First off, let me tell you about myself. My name is Faith Elizabeth Mason. I'm 23 and I live in Southern California by myself in a small apartment. My body is covered in tattoos and my ears are stretched out to a 1/2", not too big. I have snake bites and my left eyebrow is pierced, along with my tongue. I'm different, I know it. My hair is always a different color but currently it is a deep purple. I have a small body frame and I'm short. 5'3" to be exact.

I moved to Southern California from Michigan, when I was 18. I wanted a fresh start so I moved out here to become a photographer and I think I'm pretty successful. Anyways.

My alarm startled me out of my sleep, making me almost fall off the bed. I groaned loudly and turned it off. Today was the day I was going to be meeting the band I will be touring with and photographing for the next 6 months.

I quickly jumped in the shower and did my business. Once I was out and dried off, I walked to my small closet and pulled out a cut off Slipknot tank top and some black shorts. I mean, I do live in California, so shorts are always be choice of bottoms. Plus, I get to show off my wicked leg tattoos.

I slipped on a pair of neon orange Vans and walked back into the bathroom. As I was straightening my hair, my phone started to ring. I picked it up and looked at the screen.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

I furrowed my brows and answered it.

"Hello?" My voice was confident but confused at the same time.

"Hi, is this Faith Mason?" It was a man's voice.

"Yes it is, may I ask who is calling?" I walked into my bedroom and sat down at my desk, ready to write down whatever information was given to me.

"My name is Tino. I am a member in the band Of Mice & Men." He paused unsure of what he was going to say.

"Hi Tino. How are you today?" I knew that band. I had listened to them a few times and liked their music.

"I was calling to let you know that the meeting is going to be pushed up to 2:30 instead of 3:30, is that alright with you?" Oh, well I guess he is apart of the band that I am taking pictures of. It would have been nice if the person I talked to informed me about that.

"That is perfectly okay with me. It's at the same place still, correct?" I looked over at the clock. It read 1:15. Shit.

"Yeah, it's still at the same place." His voice was kind and I smiled. "I'll see you then, Austin and Alan are fighting over something and I have to be the referee. Bye Faith." I kinda laughed at the emergency in his voice.

"See you then, bye." I hung up and rushed to get ready. Once I was officially ready, it was 1:45. "FUCK!" I yelled out and it echoed in my apartment. I was going to be late if I didn't hurry up.

Wouldn't want to be late to the first meeting. Hopefully it goes well.

Notes

What's up everybody? I just wanted to say that this story is also posted on Wattpad and Mibba. My username on both websites is Unholyheartbeat.
Let me know what you guys think of this story. :)