A/N – Okay so there will be lots of faults in this because I wrote it in within minutes. Erm…so yeah hope u like it but if u don't I don't mind I'm still going to write it. So yer bye R&R
and I don't own any of the characters or songs in here!
Plot- Set in England. It's about a girl who may seem normal but all isn't as it seems. But you wont find out how until a bit later.
Living the dream –well sort of- Rachel seems normal to the people outside her bubble, and then he comes back into her life. It's strange because even though she's known him as long as she can remember he hasn't changed. Like at all.
Pushing the music sheets away from her with a sigh, she hears the bell on the shop door. She looks up to see if it the new guy, no such luck.
He was ten minutes late and punctuality was everything in her books.
I'll wait five more minutes then I'm leaving! I don't care how good daddy says he is! The cheek of it! She thinks, extremely offended by this new boy.
Calling to April, she said "I'll take one to go April, thank you!"
April was a recovering drunk who owned an old murky coffee shop, just around the corner from her Dads home.
This is all Mathews fault! If he didn't go back to his stupid hometown! Then none of this would happen, we wouldn't need a new guitarist and I wouldn't be waiting right now! Doesn't he know I have more important things I could be doing? Like, oh I don't know, writing song.
Oh but I can't be angry with Mathew , he's been such a good friend of mine.
Just then some rude person clicked his fingers in her face. "Dude!"
She got such a shock that spilt coffee all of her music sheets. Sighing she started to pick up the sheets forgetting about the cause of the spillage.
"Yo!" The man said as he pulled a chair out. "You know mumbling is the first sign of someone going insane?" He said with a familiar voice. That's when she recognised the voice; she looked up to his face and enough it was him.
He hadn't changed one bit. He still had his green eyes, he still had that ridiculous haircut and he still looked like an eighteen year old boy. Which of course is absurd because the last time I saw him was ten years ago!
Completely speechless (which is a once in a blue moon thing, believe me! I narrate her life!) "Wh- eh- You!" was all she could say. She mentally hit her self, she hadn't seen this boy since she was eight, she dreamt a thousand times of what she would say if he ever came back.
Idiot! She scolded her self.
He smirked and said "Me. So aren't you going to give me a hug?" As soon as he said that, she didn't know what came over her. The only thing she will say is Damn that felt good!
But he, he just laughed at her. "You still hit like a girl!"
Just leave! He isn't worth anymore of you time. He isn't worth anymore time! When her feet allowed her to walk again she turned hot on her heels to the door. As she opened the door she heard him calling after "So what times rehearsal?" with a laugh!
"Excuse me?" He jogged over to her, still laughing.
"What? Didn't you're daddy tell you? I'm the new member!" He said with gin.
"WHAT!" She shrieked!