Thanks for reading if you are, and thanks for reviewing if you do. Thanks for my first reviewer! Without further ado, here's chapter 2! (Rhyme master) :D
Iggy sits next to me in English and his brother sits in front of him. His brother is the one with dark hair. Iggy passed me notes during class, too.
How did you break you ankle? He wrote.
Field Hockey. I replied.
Oh. Can I sign your cast?
Sure thing.
Fang keeps staring at you.
Who in the heck is Fang?
My brother!
Oh. Fang?
His nickname. His real name is Nick.
Ohh.
Are you a good singer? You look like one. That surprised me. I like to sing, yes. I don't tell other people, no. I'll just say no. I started writing when I was interrupted.
"Maximum? When was William Shakespeare born?" Mr. Cantar asked me.
"April 26th, 1564." I replied without looking up. He continued with the lesson, surprised.
No. I felt the gaze of Fang when I handed the note back to Iggy. English ended soon and I made my way to the music classroom with Fang and Iggy? Yay. I have a feeling I will be seeing them a lot. I only keep them around cause I need someone to carry my books. Iggy is nice though. As soon as I sat down, I was called up to talk to my favorite teacher, Mr. Evans.
"Max! How you doing? How's your ankle? Listen, we're doing a school production and we need a list of songs to sing. They need to be good and your probably gonna be lead unless one of these losers is better." He held up his hand to the side of his mouth. "I doubt it. So I will give you this pad of paper and this pen," He said handing me each one. "And you go sit in the hallway and work on that!"
I went back to my desk and put down my pencil I was holding for some reason. Great, lead.
"Max! Will you sit by meeee? Iggy asked in a singsong voice, trying to embarrass me I'm sure.
"Negatory." I replied.
"WHHHY?" he yelled.
"Things to do." I said. Apparently Iggy already had some friends because he went straight to where some guys are and sat with them instead.
"Oh, and Max?" Mr. Evans called me up again. "Could you please sing me a song so I can show these lard heads over here that you can sing?" I looked over to a group of kids looking at me. I sighed.
"Will you buy a new guitar for the room?" I answered. He thought for a moment.
"Done." Yes! The ones we have are boring.
"Umm. I need a chair, and a guitar." Two kids got up and brought them to me. I sat down and tested the guitar. By now the whole class was watching. I learned to play a lot of instruments when I was young, so I was good at the guitar. I played the first note and began to sing.
( A/N- If I die Young- The Band Perry, listen to it!)
"If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh, uh oh
Lord make me a rainbow I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time
And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little, cold finger, I've
Never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand, there's a
Boy here in town who says he'll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I've had, just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh (uh, oh)
The ballad of a dove (uh, oh)
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
Though everyone clapped and cheered (especially Iggy), I came to a stand and crutched into the hallway. I sunk down against the wall sticking my bad foot out and leaning the crutches against the wall. I started writing good songs down.
Songs:
Forget You (Always fun!)
Lay me down
No Letter
The Resolution
Price Tag
I looked up from my notepad when I heard the door slam. I stood to go back in the class room, but Fang, who had walked out, tried to help me gain my balance.
"I can do it myself." I huffed. He ignored me. "Did you not hear me? I'm capable." I repeated. Once I regained my balance I stared at him.
"You have a broken ankle. You're not that capable." He said simply. I looked at him in anger and shock.
"You think I can't do things on my own just because of a dumb injury? You really don't know me, but don't bother trying." I said, furious. I turned and went into the classroom without looking back.