Aaron saw his best friend in the world, Vince sit down next
to his girlfriend. And turn the filter
on his headphones so they could talk. “And where have you been?” He asked
Vince.
Vince pointed at his girlfriend. “Calliope had to finish out
your transition set.” He said.
Calliope blew Aaron an exaggerated kiss. “You’re an artist!”
She complimented. “Unlike the guy who took over.” She glared at the DJ
currently working as the dance floor continued to lose people.
Aaron turned his headphones for a second to hear what the DJ
was playing, grimaced and turned his music filter back on. Vince pulled a folded
up paper out of his pocket and tossed it over to Aaron. “Thought you’d want to
see that.” he said.
Aaron picked up the flyer and unfolded it. It was a flier
for a music festival headlined by DJ Sorcha. There were a ton of other names on
the flier but the biggest shock was that it wasn’t just a Goth festival, it was
a pirate metal, industrial goth, and new wave retro festival. DJ Sorcha,
Setting Sail, and Neon Halo. He looked up from the flier. “What are these
numbers?” He asked Vince.
Vince smiled. “Co-ordinates. That’s where the party is.”
Vince explained.
Aaron glanced back at the flier. “Why not just tell people which
club this is happening at?” He asked.
Vince laughed. “Because it’s not happening in a club, hell,
it’s not happening in the city.” He said with a smile.
Aaron looked up from the flier in surprise. “You’re kidding.”
He said.
Calliope nodded. “I looked them up myself. It’s a patch of
desert about twenty five miles outside the city.” She said clapping her hands. “You
know what that means.” She was bouncing. “Road Trip!” she practically squealed.
Aaron looked back down at the flier. “I can’t go.” He said
handing the flier back to Vince.
Vince was shocked. “We have to go!” He said.
Aaron nodded. “I’d love to go but I just got a job here at
the club. I don’t want to lose my spot.” He admitted.
Vince’s face lit up. ‘They picked you up!” He almost
shouted. Aaron nodded. Vince waved a waitress over. “Drinks on me! My buddy
just became a paid DJ. We’re getting screwed up tonight!” The waitress nodded
and wandered back to the bar.
