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"Alright guys, today I will be singing Second Chance, hope you enjoy.
My eyes are open wide
And by the way, I made it
Through the day
I watched the world outside
By the way, I'm leaving out
Today
I just saw Hayley's comet
She waved
Said, 'Why you always running in place?'
Even the man in the
Moon disappeared
Somewhere in the
Stratosphere
[Chorus]
Tell my mother,
Tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize
This is my life
I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying...
Sometimes goodbye
Is a second chance
Please don't cry
One tear for me
I'm not afraid of
What I have to say
This is my one and
Only voice
So listen close, it's
Only for today
I just saw Hayley's comet
She waved
Said, 'Why you always running in place?'
Even the man in the
Moon disappeared
Somewhere in the
Stratosphere
[Chorus]
Tell my mother,
Tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize
This is my life
I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying...
Sometimes goodbye
Is a second chance
Here's my chance
This is my chance
Tell my mother,
Tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize
This is my life
I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying...
Sometimes goodbye
Is a second chance
[x2]
Sometimes goodbye
Is a second chance"
As I finished the final chords of the song, I gave the signal for my best friend, Bolin, to turn off the camera. Just like every week, we were in my basement recording song covers to post online, just hoping someone important would see them.
At least that was the plan in the beginning. Sing songs, post them online, get famous, make money. So far that hasn't worked out though. It doesn't bother me much because it became a hobby. Something to do when bored.
"Great as usual Korra." Said Bolin as he turned off the camera. He plugged the camera into my computer and started uploading it. "So, how about we go gets some drinks to celebrate?" He said looking at me.
"Celebrate what?" I asked confused.
"Your 100th cover obviously." He gave a slight grin and then the computer beeped. "All I have to do is edit your video a bit, and it'll be ready to upload. So, is that a yes or no to drinks?"
Understand this, Bolin and I are great friends and all, but when it comes to him drinking alcohol, he becomes a real ass. He turns into a completely different person. He flirts with random girls and myself, says mean things, and is just plain rude. Worst part is, I normally have to call his brother to come get him.
"I would love to but finals are coming up and quite frankly, I really need to pass them. It's always great to have a backup plan incase this whole music nonsense doesn't work out."
"It's cool Korra, I understand completely. Well, if you need me, you know where to find me!" He said leaving. Chances are, he's heading over to Narook's bar.
I put my guitar in its usual resting spot, and went upstairs to find my roommate, Asami, in the kitchen cooking something in a skillet. I snuck up behind her and gave her a hug from behind. She jumped and almost stabbed me with the knife that was in her hand.
"Easy killer, I'm not going to hurt you." I said jokingly.
"Damn it Korra! You know how easily scared I get! One of these times I'm seriously going to hurt you!" She said, acting very motherly. That's one of my favorite parts about Asami, she's like the mom I never had, and my best friend at the same time.
To get on that topic, my mom died when I was young. My dad resorted to drinking and I was eventually put in foster care. I got adopted by an amazing family eventually, but they just didn't really fill the void. Having a foster mom Is different from a real one. Same with a dad.
"I'm sorry." I said honestly. "So, watcha cookin' good lookin'?"
"Food." She said blankly.
"Thanks Captain Obvious!" I said giving a salute to her.
"It's a secret. Now go away!" She said pushing me out of the kitchen.
I walked out of the kitchen and into our average size living room, plopping down on the black leather sofa that was directly in front of the 72" plasma screen TV. I pushed the on button as the "Boob-Tube" hummed to life. The news popped on, as an amber alert for another missing child appeared at the top of the screen. Damn, 3rd one this month.
The smells of food was making my stomach growl and making me want to investigate the kitchen more and more. It ate me up until I couldn't handle it anymore.
Quietly, I got up from the couch and tip-toed my way to the doorway of the kitchen. As I peeked my head around the corner, a black zipped up hoodie appeared in front of me. I slowly looked upwards to see Asami staring down at me.
"You're going to have to try harder than that Korra." She grinned.
"How did you..." I asked, confused.
"You forget I have cameras installed? It's not hard to get the video on my laptop." She said pointing to her computer sitting on the counter.
"That's not fair!" I said very childish. "What are you making!" I demanded.
"Something to eat! Now go away!" She said turning around. I took the chance to pull her backwards by her shoulder and out of the kitchen. I slid in, shut the door behind me and locked it. She pounded on the door after trying to open it.
"Korra! Open up!"
"I will once I find out what's being made!" I walked over to the counter and looked around. Nothing to be found. I opened the fridge and looked in, once again nothing. I looked everywhere and found nothing. I walked back to the door and unlocked it.
"Ok what gives Asami?" I said opening the door. She was nowhere to be found. I looked around the corner and saw nothing. "Asami!" I yelled. "Why are you so cruel!" I stepped back into the living room. On the coffee table, sat a yellow sticky note with some writing on it, which wasn't there previously. I picked it up and looked at it. It seemed there was an unfamiliar address on it.
Looks like I'm going there. Wether or not I find something good isn't up to me, but we shall see wont we.
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