(𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘)

My eyes scam over the email, the email that could change my live, the band's entirety as a whole yet I feel anxious.

Last night a video of us went viral, likes and comments were coming through like crazy, I didn't even know that Josh had made us an account under the name 'The Unknowns'

As stupid as it sounds the people love it. The email is a record deal, they want to sign us, they're not very big just yet but they're investing in us once we agree.

We have no manager to decide these things so it's just us, we all sit around the computer contemplating what to send.

"You can always just say yes," Chase mutters.

"Or you could wait for a bigger company," Josh chimes in.

Although my body is here my mind isn't, they want us to be on tour for at least three months with consistent content and they promise we'll have a huge audience.

But we've never been on a tour, our music hasn't gone world wide, who really wants to see us?

"It makes no sense waiting, let's a take this chance and go," Chase says.

"We haven't even finished school yet," I say.

"You were the only one really keeping up on grades," Josh tells me.

He isn't wrong, Chase and Josh never really cared about grades, school was also something they did to be busy.

Chase wraps his arm around my head and messes my hair with his fist, "Come on, it's your dream,"

I take a deep breath as I contemplate, "Only if I can do online classes, I still want my degree and I have to talk to Olivia first,"

Josh cheers sliently as Chade let's me go allowing me to turn the chair to face them, "We're doing this,"

"We're going on tour boys!" Chase exclaims.

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I walked leisurely to Olivia's class, my class had just finished and it's across campus but luckily it's finishes fifteen minutes before hers.

My doubts and worries consume me as I think of a way to bring this up, how am I supposed to explain that I'll be leaving for three months.

I wait patiently outside her class door, leaning against the wall I rest my head back against the wall and stare through the small glass.

I skim over the entire class until I catch a glimpse of Olivia, though I was looking for her my heart still skips a beat when I see her.

She's rests her hand against her head, the bottom of her pen is against her lips as she concentrates on the professor.

I blink a few times before looking away, I never thought I'd have another reason to stay in Greendale.

Yet here I am, worrying just like I did last year.

"Hey," I hear.

I come to my senses when I realize Olivia's standing right in front of me. I didn't even realize the other students leaving.

"Are you alright?" She asks with a small smile.

I nod, "Yeah"

Her smile widens and she wraps her arm around mine, as we begin to walk she rests her head against my arm.

"I actually need to talk to you," I say, "The guys and I got an email,"

"About what?" She questions, glancing up at me just a bit.

"We could be going on tour," I say, "But we'd be gone for months,"

She comes to a halt before standing directly in front of me and she smiles, "You get to go on tour?"

"Yes but I don't want to leave yo-"

"Are you insane?" She questions, "This is a big opportunity for you guys and it's something you've wanted to do for a long time," she tells me.

"I know but I'm jus-"

"Worried, I know but I'll be fine," she says, "I don't want you to think back on this and regret not taking the chance"

Despite the encouraging words I can't shake the feeling that I'd be missing out; missing time with her.

As if she read my mind, she says, "We have all the time," she comes to a stop and flashes  a reassuring smile.

"You promise that?" I question with a slight chuckle.

She nods a bit, "I promise, so go out there and live your dream, everyone is rooting for you,"

I return the smile and give her a small nod, "Okay,"

"Okay okay?" She questions, the pitch in her voice slightly higher when I nod.

"Good, I want you to do what you love," she tells me, "I'll come to one of the concerts during  break,"

"I feel suspicious about this whole thing, I mean can we really get signed this fast?" I question.

She smiles a bit, "It's the twenty first century, anything is possible,"

She's not wrong, something which seemed so far away was only an email away. Though I still have doubts I'll put my best foot forward and do this for the band.

"I guess I'm going on tour," I smile and she nods.

"I guess you are,"

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The last person I wanted to leave was my grandfather, he was the reason I stayed in Greendale to begin with.

I've been visiting him almost everyday since his incident, he's back home now being taken care of by a proper nurse.

My mom comes around every weekend to check up on him yet my father never visits his own father.

When I peep into his room, he's sitting by his desk with a pen in his hand firm. He writes something and folds the paper before slipping it into an envelope then is when I make myself known.

"Gramps,"

He turns his wheel chair around and gives me a toothy smile, "Just the man I'm looking for," he says.

He grabs his cane from beside the desk and walks towards me but before he can reach me I rush over to him to help him walk.

"And why's that?" I ask him as I gently hold his arm to keep him stable.

He holds out the envelope and hands it to me, "That's for you to read on tour," he tells me.

My brows furrow a bit but before I can speak he interrupts me.

"You've given up a scholarship to take care of me  it's time I take care of you," he chuckles a bit as I help him back to his chair where he takes a seat.

"I don't want to hear any excuses, the nurse is perfect,  she's giving me every drug prescribed and your mom comes around often to check in on me," he says, "I feel blessed to have you loving people around me,"

I chuckle a bit with a smile,"I didn't know you could get so emotional," I tell him and he laughs just a bit.

"I want you to succeed and I don't want to hold you back Tristan, do this for me if not for you," he says and I nod.

"I'll be back before you know it, I promise," I say, "And don't die on me okay, you said you wanted to see my kids first,"

He smiles a bit and taps the chair beside him, which I take a seat in, I take the box of chess and remove the cover before setting it up.

"Let's play,"

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𝗼𝗼. ⁞ 𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 !

Hey guys, chapter seventy-three is completed, I rushed to finish this because you guys deserve a chapter after so long I can't believe we're coming to an end I hope you guys liked this chapter. Chapter seventy-four is coming soon.

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