01. HAPPINESS
The music was deafening. He could feel the bass vibrating up through the soles of his feet and the treble numbing the innards of his eardrums. The people that surrounded him were all doing the exact same thing: shifting their attention from the performers, to the music, to their friends. They would scream something - which Beck failed to understand - to one another, quite obviously only half paying attention to the music, and he didn't comprehend how what was even possible, but he supposed he was doing the same, because the only thing he could focus on was her laughter.
The sound tinkered above the insane volume of the music, sparkling through the air like wind chimes. His breath caught in his throat at the pure, undeniable beauty of it, and he'd be lying if he told you that it was even remotely comparable to anything else in magnificence.
"So…" Suddenly, he snatched her up and pulled her against his body. "Is this a good enough birthday present?" In return, she tipped her head back, smiling broadly up at him. It was that kind of smile that only he had ever seen, the kind that contained that aura of true happiness, and did nothing but rub right back off onto you. He grinned back, unable to contain himself and didn't even need to strain himself to hear her too-quiet reply:
"The best."
Success. That's the only thing it could be considered. For days he looked for her gift. He'd searched the internet, inspected the shops he passed on the way to school, and even forced all of their friends into the same room earlier that week so that they could discuss it. Needless to say, none of them had much to say, because to them, Jade didn't like anything, but he did clearly find something eventually, all on his own.
She was skeptical at first. Said that she'd never even heard of the band, and was convinced that she wouldn't like it much, solely for that reason. Yet, she was enjoying herself now, and he let her go, so that she could continue dancing like she did; hair in her face, breath being pushed out in vigorous puffs of energy and exhaustion.
His heart fluttered in his chest for a moment, just before he stepped forward, taking her small hands into his, dancing right alongside her.
"One day, one of us will probably be up on a stage like that." She told him, dreaming like she often did.
"Probably you. I don't have the stage presence."
"What a lie."
"And you have a better voice than me."
"Modest freak." She smirked mockingly.
"Eh, what can I say?" He smiled.
She simply rolled her eyes, quieting once more, her attention shifting to the front of the room every few seconds, as if to see if anything had changed, but in the end it was all the same – seemingly just one, long, continuous song – and just kept on moving, hips swaying, not once separating herself from him.
And it was with this that he swore there was no place else he'd rather be. Not now. Not ever.
Has anyone else noticed that Jade always seems to be crazily happy around live music, or is it just me?
And I'm so sorry this is so short. I had a whole other scene written, but it's just dialogue and didn't really seem to fit with this… so I took it out. I'll edit it into this if you want, though, I guess…
Anyway, this is part one out of ten. Each chapter/part will be titled after an emotion, and based off it. This one was happiness, and the next will be abandonment, then passion, serenity, insecurity, fear, anxiety, misery, awe, and love. You can request one if you'd like, but I can't guarantee you I'll do it.
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