Nine
~Their Song~
The melody rang through the girls' bathroom. A colorful stream of feeling was poured through her voice. The girl grinned subconsciously into the mirror as she brushed her long, wet, tangly hair.
She just arrived at the training room; the building she calls her second home, where her friends who are with her feel like family instead of acquaintances.
With the lyrics of her favorite song falling out of her lips, she was using her natural voice. No, she never had training, no tips; she was an original raw singer. Her voice was hers and hers only. The song was a beautiful masterpiece by a band she thought was amazing. Flyleaf was their name. Yes, they are a heavy rock and metal band, but some of their songs were slow and in her opinion, the best.
Little did she know he was sitting right outside. He was finished in the boys' locker rooms and was walking to the training room in his gi when he heard her. He stopped and was a little confused. He leaned against the wall, right by the door of the girls' locker rooms. He grinned at the sound.
All your twisted thoughts free flow
To ever lasting memories show soul
He slid down the wall, sitting down, and just listened to her; without her knowing. She just sang what she felt each day with none of the guys knowing. She did so to just relax before she goes into, in her quotes, "a room full of the oddest shades of weirdos which none of them are girls". She always grinned at the thought and guess what? She was thinking of that exact quote; so she started to grin.
You could hear her small smile in her singing and he smiled in hearing that.
Kiss the stars with me
And dread the wait for
Stupid calls returning us to life
She finally finished combing out her long honey blond hair but at the moment, it looked brunette because of the shower she had taken at her house just a little while ago before.
We say to those who are in love
It can't be true 'cause we're too young
I know
That's true
Because
So long I was in love with you
So I thought
His grin was growing a little smaller; listening to the lyrics.
She woven a one-sided french braid into her bangs and it ascended down her shiny locks. She then shover the comb into her bag and grabbed her gi from it.
A year goes by
And I
Can't talk about it
His grin was shrinking as each word sunk into his chest and nearly cut his heart.
On my knees dim lighter room
Thoughts free flow try to consume
Myself
And this
I'm not
Faithless
Just paranoid
Of getting lost or that I might loose
Ignorance is bliss cherish it
In pretty neighborhoods you learn too much
To hold
Believe
It not
And fight the tears
With pretty smiles and lies about the times
He was no longer grinning but an expression that was portraying himself to be deep in thought and listening intently to a certain sound; a sound that made his heart joyous but heavy all at the same time.
She slipped out of her over shirt, leaving herself in a under-tank-top and she slid into her karate gi's shirt.
A year goes by
And I
Can't talk about it
The times
Weren't
Right
And I
Couldn't talk about it
Then, it struck him; dead in the chest.
Choris romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you remember me
Hurt the first the last between
Choris romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you remember me
Hurt the first the last between
He knew why she always hummed this song and why she was singing it now. It hurt him to know why it was her favorite song, but it also made him ecstatic with delight. From his excitement, he felt his knees go weak.
And I'm praying
That we will see
Something there
In between
Then and there
That exceeds
So we can dream
So we can talk about it
His eyes now shut and his smile came back. He leaned his head against the wall in pride of knowing why it was her song. It was her life. It explained everything she's gone through, everything she will go through, and everything she's excited to go through. Her song.
Choris romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you remember me
Hurt the first the last between
Choris romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you remember me
Hurt the first the last between
And I'm praying
That we will see
Something there
In between
Then and there
That exceeds
So we can dream
He was amazed at her voice. Being the musician he already was, he knew the difference of a trained voice and raw voice; her voice was hers. Perfectly hers.
And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus there in between
And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus there in between
Then, her voice stopped and he rose his head, wide eyes.
"Okay..." he heard her voice. He smirked knowing she always mumbled that and held the note for a long time whenever she was about to finish something. He stood up quickly in hearing her turn off the lights. He ran into the training room, ignoring the curious looks the other boys made, and sat on the closest red bench.
She walked out of the circular door and grinned at them all who also sent her wondering looks. Unknowingly saving him, she never did notice them.
When she walked up to her locker to put the duffle bag inside, the other boys went back to training. He brought his sleeve up to his forehead and wiped off the sweat that collected there. She turned back and sat next to him on the bench.
"Thank you." he whispered where only she could hear him. Yes, she was confused, yes she wanted to know why he told her that but, just nodded.
"You're welcome." Her voice rang into his ears. He grinned at her obliviousness, but also he did so at her innocence.
She just made her song his song.
Fluff: JackxKim
R&R
~Lee :]