Summer
A/N: I don't own Alien Ant Farm's songs on their Anthology CD, nor do I own Digimon or American Eagle. They belong to their respective owners. So don't bug me!
They had went to the karaoke bar; one of their favorite places to hang out. Occasionally they would go and sing songs, but most of the time they just talked, catching up on their day's activities. Today was different, though. The last warm breaths of summer came in with them, but in a week the cool fall would set in and the dread of going to school would sink in. The twelve sat in a corner, far enough to talk with out causing a commotion, but close to the stage to hear the acts. One boy gripped to his CD nervously, palms starting to sweat. Today he would confess his love to her. Of course he had told his guy friends, but he told them to keep it a secret. He looked at her, she was talking to one of the others about something, He was spacing out so much he couldn't even begin to comprehend what the conversation was about. She was so perfect, the way she styled her hair, all the name label clothes that matched and were always up to date, her personality, and her gorgeous smile. The best he'd done was a couple of American Eagle shirts and pants and braces for six months. All summer he had tried to impress her, but he had failed. This was his last chance and last resort before school would start and he would get bogged down in work. He stepped up to the machine, and put the CD of one of his favorite bands, Alien Ant Farm, in. He pressed a button to skip some tracks and after taking the mike, he said, "This song is dedicated to a special girl, this is how I feel." The familiar sounds of a guitar started to play. His eleven friends were astonished. Not only was he singing, which he never did, but it was a song that none of them had heard. It was not Wish, Movies or Smooth Criminal. The bass and drums then picked up and he sang.
So you finally 'fessed up to her
All the lies you said
Now you kindly kiss up to her
But the feelings dead
Several days have passed now
Darker than any damn cloud now
Liquid sunshine falls down
Harder than all the damn hounds
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard now
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard now
She looked at him, a puzzled expression on her face, as if to say 'Are you singing to me?' he felt a little discouraged but the smiles on his friends faces urged him to keep going on, even if the love of his life was looking doubtful.
So you always did what you wanted
We will be on our own
I will soon let you go now
Things will be alright
Several weeks have passed now
Grayer than any gray cloud
Several weeks have passed now
And it's so hard
The girl now sat in deep thought, digesting all that she is hearing. It is starting to all make sense now. All the times he had tried to make a romantic move, something had always interrupted them, a cell phone, a beeper, a friend or relative. She now saw that he loved her, and this was the only way he could tell her. Sweating, the boy pressed on.
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard
And it's so hard to get out of bed
And it's so hard to get out of bed
And it's so hard to get out of bed
She's impossible to get out of your head
Along with the realization of his feelings to her she also now knew she was infatuated with him too. Just everything about him seemed so… perfect. Even though the boy was dead tired from singing and pouring his soul into the song, he approached the end.
Tried to give you summer
Tried to give you summer
Tried to give you summer
Tired to give you summer
Tried to give you something
Wish I could make you spring
Wish I could make you spring
Wish I could make you spring springtime
Spring, springtime
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, springtime yeah
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring
The song had ended, and was given a standing ovation for his efforts. The girl of his dreams walked up to him.
"Great job, Izzy!"
"You think so?"
"Yeah, listen do you want to go out Saturday night?"
"Sure Mimi…"
FIN
That is my songfic. I'm tired. MST it I don't really care. I need interaction!*twitches and spazzes wildly at comment*AAF rules! But remember, anonymity rules too!
Anonomuos24^-^
A/N: I don't own Alien Ant Farm's songs on their Anthology CD, nor do I own Digimon or American Eagle. They belong to their respective owners. So don't bug me!
They had went to the karaoke bar; one of their favorite places to hang out. Occasionally they would go and sing songs, but most of the time they just talked, catching up on their day's activities. Today was different, though. The last warm breaths of summer came in with them, but in a week the cool fall would set in and the dread of going to school would sink in. The twelve sat in a corner, far enough to talk with out causing a commotion, but close to the stage to hear the acts. One boy gripped to his CD nervously, palms starting to sweat. Today he would confess his love to her. Of course he had told his guy friends, but he told them to keep it a secret. He looked at her, she was talking to one of the others about something, He was spacing out so much he couldn't even begin to comprehend what the conversation was about. She was so perfect, the way she styled her hair, all the name label clothes that matched and were always up to date, her personality, and her gorgeous smile. The best he'd done was a couple of American Eagle shirts and pants and braces for six months. All summer he had tried to impress her, but he had failed. This was his last chance and last resort before school would start and he would get bogged down in work. He stepped up to the machine, and put the CD of one of his favorite bands, Alien Ant Farm, in. He pressed a button to skip some tracks and after taking the mike, he said, "This song is dedicated to a special girl, this is how I feel." The familiar sounds of a guitar started to play. His eleven friends were astonished. Not only was he singing, which he never did, but it was a song that none of them had heard. It was not Wish, Movies or Smooth Criminal. The bass and drums then picked up and he sang.
So you finally 'fessed up to her
All the lies you said
Now you kindly kiss up to her
But the feelings dead
Several days have passed now
Darker than any damn cloud now
Liquid sunshine falls down
Harder than all the damn hounds
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard now
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard now
She looked at him, a puzzled expression on her face, as if to say 'Are you singing to me?' he felt a little discouraged but the smiles on his friends faces urged him to keep going on, even if the love of his life was looking doubtful.
So you always did what you wanted
We will be on our own
I will soon let you go now
Things will be alright
Several weeks have passed now
Grayer than any gray cloud
Several weeks have passed now
And it's so hard
The girl now sat in deep thought, digesting all that she is hearing. It is starting to all make sense now. All the times he had tried to make a romantic move, something had always interrupted them, a cell phone, a beeper, a friend or relative. She now saw that he loved her, and this was the only way he could tell her. Sweating, the boy pressed on.
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard
And it's so hard to get out of bed
And it's so hard to get out of bed
And it's so hard to get out of bed
She's impossible to get out of your head
Along with the realization of his feelings to her she also now knew she was infatuated with him too. Just everything about him seemed so… perfect. Even though the boy was dead tired from singing and pouring his soul into the song, he approached the end.
Tried to give you summer
Tried to give you summer
Tried to give you summer
Tired to give you summer
Tried to give you something
Wish I could make you spring
Wish I could make you spring
Wish I could make you spring springtime
Spring, springtime
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring, springtime yeah
Tried to give you summer, but I'm winter
Wish I could make you spring
The song had ended, and was given a standing ovation for his efforts. The girl of his dreams walked up to him.
"Great job, Izzy!"
"You think so?"
"Yeah, listen do you want to go out Saturday night?"
"Sure Mimi…"
FIN
That is my songfic. I'm tired. MST it I don't really care. I need interaction!*twitches and spazzes wildly at comment*AAF rules! But remember, anonymity rules too!
Anonomuos24^-^