Sing Out Loud
Song dedicated to this chapter: Terrified by Kathrine McPhee
Italics= Song lyrics
Sam's POV
"Carly! Where are you?" I pushed the door open a little harder then I intended.
"I'm in the kitchen." She told me.
"What are you doing?" I asked making my way over to the table she was sitting at.
"Eating soup, I think." She held up a spoonful of a lumpy green liquid I didn't quite recognize. "Spencer made it for me. He said it would help boost my energy or something."
"It looks kind of good." I eyed the soup on the verge of drooling. Don't blame me, I have a very wide variety of tastes.
"Eww! How does this look at all appealing to you?" She looks at me in disgust. She glanced back at the liquid and hands it over to me without hesitation. "Take it. Yuck!"
"Thanks."
"So what did I miss in choir today?" Carly asked changing the subject.
"Not much, we went over a few songs that Mrs. Sommer plans to have us sing this year." I tell her gulping down a huge spoonful of soup, it was actually really good.
"Oh cool. Any songs I might know?"
"No!" I exclaim. "All of the songs are like in German, or Latin, or something." I scoff. Carly gave me a strange look.
"That's stupid, we don't even know those languages."
"I know!" I agreed. "In fact Mrs. Sommer wanted me to give you the songs so you can go over them." I dug through my backpack and pulled out three music books and handed them to Carly. She skimmed through all of the songs keeping a disbelief expression on her face.
"Are there any songs in english?" She joked slapping the papers on the table.
"Nope just the solo song..." She interrupted me before I could continue.
"What solo song?" I reached back in my bag and found the song.
"Here." I give it to her. "Everybody in our choir class has to audition for a solo in this concert thing next month." I explain.
"Oh my gosh! I love this song!" She quickly got up in excitement but sat back down when she realized she was still sick. "Woah, I got up too fast. That wasn't a good idea."
"How do you know this song but I don't?" I changed the subject back to the song.
"Because I, unlike you, listen to what you call 'gushy pop music'." She laughed.
"Oh, that makes more sense." I nod my head.
"So are you excited to audition?" Carly asked me.
"Not really. I don't want to make a fool of myself." I tell her.
"Now that I think of it, I realized I have never heard you sing before." She said with question written all over her face.
"Trust me you don't want to." I stand up with my bowl of soup and move to the counter.
"Didn't you tell me you could play the piano?" She asked following me to the counter. I didn't like where this was going.
"Yeah my mom made me play when I was little. Why?" A smile crept across her face which scared me.
"Come with me." She told me and grabbed my arm leading me towards her bedroom. Instead she came to a stop at a room I never really came across before and I thought I knew her apartment inside and out. She slowly opened the door and flicked on a light switch next to her revealing a huge piano in the middle of the room.
"Woah," I was speechless, shocked by this surprise. "What?" I utter out. Carly giggled and moved passed me walking to the piano.
"My dad got it for me and Spencer awhile back. But both of us never really got in to the whole piano thing so we just kept it in here. We were planning on selling it." She told me.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Well, maybe you could practice here. You know to save yourself from embarrassment or something." She laughed.
"Carly..." I tried to protest but she put her hands up to stop me.
"Just give it a try," She handed me the music. "Here, just sit down and look at the music." Carly put her hands on my shoulders and guided me to the bench of the piano. As soon as I sat down she headed for the door.
"Wait, aren't you staying?" I yelled to stop her. She turned around right outside of the door.
"I think I'm going to take a nap. Just so I'll feel better to go to school tomorrow." I only nodded and before I knew it she was gone. The room was left quiet and lonely, only me and the piano.
I turned back at the sheet music. It was neatly unopened and all I saw was the cover. I read the title over and over again, 'Terrified'. The title didn't sound like any love song, more like a horror song. How could any pop love song be titled 'Terrified'. Every time I saw that sheet of music, I couln't help but to think of what Mrs. Sommer told me.
"If you want my advice, the best song you can sing is the song that means the most to you. This song in particular, it's about love. Only you can interpret what that love is."
Well what love is it? I didn't know there was more than one kind of love. I just thought there was that fairytale romance kind of love. You know, the kind that only happens in movies. I finally got the urge to open the music and I read a few lines.
You, by the light
Is the greatest find
In a world full of wrong
You're the thing that's right
This song is definitely about love. The meaningless perfect love that only happens to a few people. So why does Mrs. Sommer think that this song could have any meaning to me. Maybe it's just me because I have no idea how someone could possibly have these feelings for someone. I rolled my eyes in frustration and continued reading the song.
And I'm in love
And I'm terrified
For the first time and the last time
In my only life
So now I know where the word 'Terrified' comes from. But I still don't see how this person, whoever is narrating this song can go from being completely in love to being 'Terrified'. I can't relate at all to this song but for some reason, I like it.
Author's Note:
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Anyway thanks for reading!
I know there's not a lot of Seddie yet, but there will be :)
Much thanks to the reviewers from last chapter:
CrazyKK
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Why I dedicated Terrified to this chapter (Don't have to read if you don't want to): This is one of my favorite songs and recently when I listened to this song I couldn't but think of Seddie. This song in my perspective is about being so much in love that it scares you. Though this does not relate to Sam's feelings now it will. And I also thought about what Mrs. Sommer said while writing this chapter, Sam can look at this song in many different ways. Not everybody can like a certain song but if you really look long and hard at a song you might find something very meaningful to you.