*Cassidy*
"Come on…" I insisted, gesturing for the girl to come into the only clean room in the house (I'd bet) – or at least the only one that belonged to an actual Hunter.
She stepped in and looked around, eyebrow raised.
"It's clean," she said, smiling a bit.
I rolled my eyes.
"So, what'd you wanna show me?" she asked.
I sighed, walked to a corner concealed by my bed, picked up what I would now consider my prized possession, and turned around, holding it out so Teresa could see.
"You play guitar?" she asked, eyebrow going up again, staring at the acoustic.
"Ha ha, very funny," I said, rolling my eyes.
"No, seriously, you play guitar?" she asked, a bit more serious.
"Yes, I play guitar," I said under my breath.
She grinned, kicked the door shut with her heel, and plopped down on my bed.
"Uh, what are you…?" I started.
"Play," she said simply, leaning back and propping herself up on her elbows.
I shook my head, smiling, and sat down next to her. "Do you have a request?" I asked.
She thought a moment, then shrugged. "Not really."
Well, that was actually a bit of a surprise.
I thought a moment. "Would you sing along?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Uh, sure."
"Do you know "Maybe"?" I asked, honestly doubting the answer would be yes.
She thought a moment. "By Sick Puppies?"
I nodded.
She shrugged. "I know the chorus."
"Okay, so join in on that," I said.
"Okay…" she said, looking at me curiously. I ignored the look and started strumming.
"Maybe I'm a dreamer
Maybe I'm misunderstood
Maybe you're not seeing the side of me you should
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I'm the only one
Maybe I'm just out of touch
Maybe I've just had enough"
I looked at Teresa. She nodded and joined in.
"And maybe it's time to change
And leave it all behind
I've never been one to walk alone
I've always been scared to try
So why does it feel so wrong
To reach for something more
To wanna live a better life
What am I waiting for?
'Cause nothing stays the same
Maybe it's time to change"
She dropped out.
"Maybe it's hopeless
Maybe I should just give up
What if I can't trust myself?
What if I just need some help?"
She joined back in.
"And maybe it's time to change
And leave it all behind
I've never been one to walk alone
I've always been scared to try
So why does it feel so wrong
To reach for something more
To wanna live a better life
What am I waiting for?
'Cause nothing stays the same
Maybe it's time to change
And maybe it's time to change
And leave it all behind
I've never been one to walk alone
I've always been scared to try
And maybe it's time to change
And leave it all behind
I've never been one to walk alone
I've always been scared to try
So why does it feel so wrong
To reach for something more
To wanna live a better life
What am I waiting for?
'Cause nothing stays the same
Maybe it's time to change
'Cause nothing stays the same
Maybe it's time to change"
I looked at the girl. "So. What'd you think?"
She smiled, flopping onto her back. "You're good."
"Did you seriously just compliment me?" I asked, surprised.
"But not as good as me," she said, grinning up at me.
I rolled my eyes. "Of course not." I put my guitar to the side and lay down next to her. "You know, we could get a group together or something if the others played."
She propped herself up on one elbow. "Um…" she said, looking at me weird.
"What?" I asked, copying her position.
"You don't know this?" she asked, chuckling to herself.
"What?" I repeated.
She sat up, got to her feet, and held out a hand to me. "Come on. Now I need to show you something."
