The world in Jack’s head is so detailed and realistic that he sometimes doesn’t know what is real and what is imagination. He started to create his own world when he was seven and started to learn how to play the guitar. From that moment on he has wanted to be the world’s most famous rocker. He started to write his songs, too. He is very good at playing and singing. Now he is 20, he has his own band, but they are not famous. But in Jack’s world they became popular 13 years ago. Sometimes it is painful to him when he realizes that they are not actually famous. So now he spends more and more time alone with his thoughts. The imagination is better than the real world, but it will never be as real and powerful as reality. And there is one more problem. The more time he is in his head, the less time to make dreams come true.
“Hello! Earth calls Jack!” Said Jack’s best friend, Nick. Nick is in the band too. He plays drums.
“I’m sorry, Nick. What did you say?”
“I said that if we don’t start playing in clubs and bars soon, I will leave the band, we don’t make any money. I really need a job so I will go to L.A. to work in my godfather’s restaurant as a chef. Unless we start earning money by playing at parties or somewhere else.”
“I understand, Adam said that we could play at the wedding of his sister’s friend, we can get some money there.”
“Yeah, but we can’t live off that for the whole life, I need to find something that is secure. This was fun and a really nice experience. Let’s make sure not to turn this into a nightmare.”
“Please Nick! Stay here for just a month. If we don’t get any progress, I’ll understand if you go.”
“I can stay in New York for 20 more days, not a month, sorry bro.”
This was a clue that conversation was real and not in his head. The conversation was sad and disappointing.
There are four boys in the band: Jack, Nick and twins Kevin and Fred. Kevin plays the keyboards and Fred plays the guitar. They called themselves “Fast Snails”. Don’t ask why. Maybe I tell you one day why.
Later that day, at 8 P.M. the boys were in the garage practicing songs for the wedding. They played well, but with no enthusiasm and life in them. They all knew that the end of the group is near. It’s a lite bit ironic that Jack wanted to succeed the most and yet he is the main reason why they haven’t. He used to refuse playing at bars because they wouldn’t be paid “enough”. The money was good, but in his head, he was famous and should be paid more. He didn’t understand that the reality was different.
“Ok, I guess we played enough for tonight.” Said Fred like a boss.
“You are not the frontman of the band so… Who asked you anything?” Replayed Jack angrily.
Fred was better in everything than Jack, but Fred didn’t care about music. So Jack could easily make sure that he looks like he is the best, but he is still jealous.
“I agree with Fred. I need to go.” Said Nick in a hurry.
“I’ll go, too” Added Kevin.
“All right then, go! Good night!”
Jack was so sad. For now, the reality was just worse than imaginations, but there were chances for the reality to become imaginations, but now is impossible for the reality to become as good as imagination is.