I stared at the ink stained page in front of me. There. A new song. Not my usual staley but… it had meaning. It was about my best guy friend and me. I tested it out on my guitar. Satisfied, I wrote down the cords and my tired electric blue eyes flicked to my black alarm clock. 2:45 glared at me. I sighed before switching off the lights and curling up into a ball and fell asleep.
"Wake up Thalia!" My blonde gray-eyed roomie smiled at me.
"Mornin' Annabeth" I muttered, heaving the dull green duvet off me. Annabeth's blue eyes landed on my song book open to the new song. She picked it up and read it through.
"Wow Thals… This is amazing! Play it for me!" She sat down on my bed smiling.
I rubbed my eyes and picked up my guitar and strummed it softly. Then opened my mouth and started to sing…
"She said, I was seven and you were nine
I looked at you like the stars that shined
In the sky, the pretty lights
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
Growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled
And rolled their eyes and said oh my my my
Take me back to the house in the backyard tree
Said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me
You never did, you never did
Take me back when our world was one block wide
I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried
Just two kids, you and I...
Oh my my my my
Well, I was sixteen when suddenly
I wasn't that little girl you used to see
But your eyes still shined like pretty lights
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
They never believed we'd really fall in love
And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes
And said oh my my my...
Take me back to the creek beds we turned up
Two A.M. riding in your truck and all I need is you next to me
Take me back to the time we had our very first fight
The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight
You stayed outside till the morning light
Oh my my my my
A few years had gone and come around
We were sitting at our favorite spot in town
And you looked at me, got down on one knee
Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle
Our whole town came and our mamas cried
You said I do and I did too
Take me home where we met so many years before
We'll rock our babies on that very front porch
After all this time, you and I
I'll be eighty-seven; you'll be eighty-nine
I'll still look at you like the stars that shine
In the sky, oh my my my..."
I sighed and looked at Annabeth who was crying.
"Well?" I licked my lips, a habit I copied off my friend, Nico. Ah, the memories that song held. Annabeth smiled and hugged me tightly.
"That was beautiful Thals" She sniffed before letting me go.
"But why did you write this song?" She asked. I chuckled, putting my battered black guitar down before answering.
"Well, it all started when I was about 6. My mum had some friends over for dinner, Maria Di Angelo and her daughter, Bianca and her son, Nico. Me and Bianca were playing and Nico came over and all three of us started to play together and we hit off.
Nico was 2 years older than me. Bianca went to her father's house and me and Nico hit off and become best friends.
I was 7 and he was 9 and he said he would beat me up quite a lot but he never did."
I chuckled. "Once I dared him to kiss me cuz' he said he was stronger and braver than me.
But, I didn't think he would but, when he tried to kiss me, I ran off screaming."
Annabeth laughed "And we both thought that our world was one block wide, since we where neighbors. When I was 16 I had this huge fight with mum and I woke Nico up and he drove me to our favorite spot, which was beside a small creek and we just talked and watched the stars together.
We ended up falling asleep together." I sighed
"What was the fight about Thalia?" Annabeth asked.
"It was about moving to New York." I lowered my head sadly, Remembering Nico, his long silky black hair, his cheeky smile, and his eyes.
Oh his eyes! Dark, dark brown so dark, you'd think they were black.
"What did he look like Thals?" Annabeth placed her hand on my shoulder. I smiled.
"I have a picture actually." I walked to my closet and shuffled around some stuff.
There!
I smiled and pulled my the dusty shoe box out and brought it to my bed and Annabeth smiled at my curly writing,
Nico + Thalia
I pulled the lid off and shuffled through the condense and brought out my favorite picture of us.
The day before my fight, Nico was smiling and had his bare arm over my shoulders,
(We had just come back from swimming) I was in my one-piece and Nico was bare-chested and his black board short's where dripping.
My sliver one-piece was covered by my black towel and my arms were around Nico and my long wet hair was thrown over my shoulder.
"Wow." Annabeth said gingerly holding the picture. I smiled.
"Yeah, he was awesome." I sighed.
Taking it and placing it on my crumpled bed and brought out a piece of paper with words scrawled over it.
"This is what Nico gave me before I left. It's a letter."
I flipped it over and found the start and began to read,
"Dear Thalia,
I hope you have fun in your new place/home.
Well, I know everyone here is gunna miss you Thals, I don't think I can climb the tree in your back yard no more.
The new people who live here are REALLY mean. I mean, they HATE me.
The mum, she's like Hades Woman version!
URGH!
Mum is best friends with her. Damnit! The kid, Dylan is a the kind of guy who is like,
I wanna date my-self but I can't figure out how! You wanna date me? You're so lucky!
I can't stand him! I'll miss you Thals. If I ever move, I'll try and find you girl. I can't be Thalico without the Thalia!
See yah!
Nico"
I smiled slightly at Annabeth who was laughing hysterically.
"Thalico?" Annabeth asked after she had calmed down.
"Maria called us that, as we were inseparable!" I laughed, remembering that day…
Flashback!
I screamed, dogging Nico's hand as he reached out to grab me, I had thrown him into the lake and he was chasing me.
Trying to get me back for doing this,
I raced past Maria and my Mum, They were talking but I heard one word.
A word that stopped me in my tracks and look at the two mothers horrified
"Thalico?" I shrieked.
Nico stopped at my shriek and looked at our mothers they giggled.
"It's your name! Thalico." Maria laughed at Nico's face, which was screwed up into a look of pure disgust.
Flashback End
Smiling, I took out the stuffed black rabbit, which Nico had given me with drawn white bones on it.
Also he had sprayed it with his deodorant. I sniffed it, dawning in the sweet, earth-y scent that screamed Nico.
I sighed before my stomach rumbled. I blushed and giggled.
"Hungry? Let's grab some grub then we can talk."
Annabeth disappeared down stairs and started to fry up some brekkie while I got changed into some black jeans and a Green Day T-shirt and shrugged on a gray cardigan and when down stairs.
Annabeth was frying up some eggs and bacon. I slouched into a stool just as Annabeth placed my brekkie in front of me, 3 strips of bacon, two egg's and toast and 3 hash browns.
I gobbled it down and helped Annabeth clean up, I was clearing up my 'Nico' box and a photo fell, I frowned and picked it up and flipped it over, I gasped.
It was the Di Angelo Family, Bianca smiling; her arm around her mother's waist, Maria was looking lovely with a baby Nico in her arms.
I licked my lips (Again.) and wiped away some tears, I hadn't seen Bianca in a while, they were outside their house, and the dark brown weathered paint covered all the house except the white porch.
I carefully placed the picture face-down in the box. Annabeth came in and saw me crying and put a arm over my shoulders.
"Do you want to go back? For the day?" Annabeth offered.
I nodded. It was only a 2 hour drive to my old town. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my face,
I was ready, finally what we were going to do set in and I was happy, enthusiastic, and absolutely positive I would show Annabeth my old home.
I stepped out of the cramped car, and drew a deep breath.
I was home. Annabeth got out of her side of the car and stood beside me,
"This was my old house." I told Annabeth.
I started to walk towards Nico's old house. "Here is his old house." I smiled.
"Well? Lets knock!" Annabeth barged ahead.
"No! Annie!" I rushed after her, but too late.
The door was opening and there stood an Italian woman with her sleek black hair streaks of gray wound their way up into her bun of hair. She held herself proudly; a familiar smile wound its way up her olive face.
"Maria?"
Ok! This is the first chapter of Oh my my my, so yeah, review and tell me what you think and yeah!
~~ Marie!