ASSIGNMENT 02

It was 8:34 pm, only 6 minutes until we were up on stage. I frantically searched for my guitar and amp which my band mates and friends we're helping carry in the venue, but there was no sign of them or my equipment anywhere. The promoter of the venue kept nagging at me saying "hurry up! why werent you guys here earlier?! you're the headlining band for christs sake!" The crowd was in a frenzy, chanting my bands name "harlequin! harlequin". I called my drummer's cell phone, no answer. My bassist? no answer, my guitarist didnt have her cell phone with her. Where could they be?" I thought to myself. I ran towards the back of the building where I saw our truck and the equipment was sitting in the back on the bed. Furiously, I ran over to the truck wondering why none of it had been carried in yet. We were moments away from a huge opportunity that we were about to miss out on, and my members we're no where to be found. I could hear the thunderous roar of the crowd inside the venue. Their chants we're getting louder and my heart was pumping faster. With a sigh of frusteration, I leaned myself against the truck. Suddenly, I heard a noise. It was coming from inside the truck. I couldnt see inside the windows because they were tinted, but someone was in there. Without thinking I opened the door and to my horror I found nothing. I slammed the door, and I was ready to give up. The promoter stormed out from the back doors and marched my way. He was furious, and just as he was about to scream at me I saw them. They had walked from around the corner into the venue. Enraged, I ran after them ignoring the promoters scolding. As I barged in, there my members we're