[Jesus, sorry I havent posted in a while guys. I'm going to try and post a new chapter at least weekly. It just takes me a while to think of stuff to add in. I've got some good stuff coming for you guys though. Happy new year!]
I have to wipe a small layer of dust that has formed on the old, 1999 laptop that me and Pete were able to acquire from the trash bin behind a computer store. I'm hoping that it works still. Once I open it up and press the on button, with Peter, Gamora, and Rocket all surrounding behind me, it makes some sort of funny noise and the screen is all these weird colours. Busted. We should have known, since it was literally in the fucking trash bin.
"You can probably fix this right?" I close the laptop and hold it out to Rocket, who shrugs.
"Yeah, I bet I could. But I'm going to need something from you first." He chuckles a little bit.
I roll my eyes. "Yeah okay, like what?"
Suddenly Peter steps in. "Rocket I swear to god, just fix it and leave the poor kid alone."
"Fine, fine. I'll go do that right now then. Also better go check on Groot." Rocket takes the laptop out of my hands and walks to a different part of the ship. I can tell Peter is disappointed that the computer was broken. He really seems like he wants to listen to new stuff. So I crack.
"Pete, I still have my iPod. I can show you some stuff I have on here?" His face lights up instantly when I say this, and I notice Gamora lighting up at Peter's sudden happiness.
I pull out my iPod, and type in my password. I am barely at music when Pete is already telling me to hurry up with it. Before I even have time to scroll past the A song section, Pete grabs the iPod out of my hand and studies it. I laugh. "You use your finger to scroll. No gloves."
Peter kind of laughs at this, and gently places his finger on the screen and drags it down. Since hes new to it, he doesn't know that you can just flick your finger lightly and it will go down for you. So he holds his finger on the screen and pulls it down to see what songs I have. I think it's pretty funny at how he is holding my device and how hes scrolling it. He holds the iPod out in front of his face and pulls his finger down again and again.
"Wow, I definitely missed out on this," Pete is so amazed with this new technology, which surprises me, considering he has been across the galaxy, and who knows what types of gadgets they have out there.
I go to stand behind Pete, and look over his shoulder from where he is now sitting. He has gotten to the B section so far, and smiles at the Michael Jackson song I have; Beat It.
"Oh my god, I remember this song. My mom and I would dance along to it if it ever came on on the radio in our house we used to have. Those were the good days." He seems to have a brief flashback or a feeling of nostalgia. Pete continues to scroll after it passes.
"Didn't you want to hear the pop music of today, and not remember old songs?" I ask curiously.
"Nah, I'd rather just review what songs you have and then go back and see which ones I have any interest in listening to."
"Alright then. Or you could just play some of the songs and scroll at the same time." I suggest to him. Peter considers this for a minute, kind of looks lost in thought, and then excited.
"You can do that? Wow, so which are some good songs you suggest I should listen to?"
I know one. It's my favorite song of all time. It's an indie song; called Stubborn Love by The Lumineers. Not too sure that Peter will like it, but since its my favorite song, I don't really care. I take the iPod out of Pete's hands, which I get a protesting 'Hey!' in return, but I show him how to scroll faster, and go all the way down to the S section. I find my song, hit it, and it starts to play. I then give the iPod back to Peter, and slide all the way back up to the B section in one swipe.
"What the-" Peter seems so fascinated by all this. The first few notes of the guitar in my song are played, and Peter stops scrolling. He just kind of takes it in. His expression is totally blank, so I can't really tell what he thinks of it. When the lyrics start up, he seems to think of it differently, and I'm starting to think that he likes it.
She'll lie and steal and cheat / and beg you from her knees / makes you think she means it, this time.
She'll tear a hole in you / the one you can't repair / but I still love her I don't really care.
Peter's face goes blank again, and I still can't tell if he likes it or not. I'm getting frustrated. When I look up, I notice Gamora, who is smiling and nodding her head.
"I like this, it's really nice." She smiles at me, and I beam back, glad that at least one person likes it, that I can tell.
It's better to feel pain, than nothing at all / the opposite of loves indifference
I've listened to this song so many times I know it off by heart, and I sing along with it. Gamora taps her foot along, and finally, Peter moves.
"This is so weird, I've never really heard anything like it. I'm so used to all that rock stuff, but this is like..." He can't find the words for it.
"So you like it?" I ask him.
"Hard to say, I'll probably need to listen to it a bunch more times before I can really know."
"I feel that way about so many songs, I can show you another one once this one is done." I offer. Peter turns around on his chair and smiles politely.
"I would love that."
So keep your head up, keep your love / Keep your head up, my love.
Keep your head up, my love / So keep your head up, keep your love.
And I don't blame you dear, for running like you did, all these years. / I would do the same you best believe
Oh and the highway signs say we're closed / but I dont read those things anymore / I never trusted my own eyes
"I love this song so fucking much." I announce to Peter and Gamora, who both chuckle in response.
"I agree with you, Marina. It's beautiful," Gamora looks to Peter, "the melody is pleasant."
Peter laughs a little. "Are you gonna kiss me yet, sweetheart?" He asks Gamora a little too innocently, and she rolls her eyes in response. Seconds later, we hear Rocket yell from the other room.
"Can you two lovebirds PLEASE quit flirting with each other? Seriously, you're making me feel sick over here." We all laugh together.
The song finishes it's last few chords with the cello thats in it, and Gamora claps. I smile. Peter looks lost in thought.
"What was the other one you were gonna show me?"
"Oh right, let me find it." I go to take the iPod from Pete but he moves away.
"No, let me find it. I love this little gadget thing. What's it called?"
I sign and decide to give in. "Riptide, by Vance Joy. It takes a while to warm up to, or at least it did for me."
Peter flicks down on the screen like I did, but he over did it way too much and he's now at the bottom of my songs. "Wow, you can store over 200 songs on this?" He looks amazed.
"Thats my new iPod even. My old one got cracked to shit and it broke. I had way more than 200 on that one. It still works but barely."
"Rocket can probably fix it for you, and we can get your other songs too."
I consider this for a moment, and think to myself why I got the new iPod in the first place. I could barely unlock my old one. "Sure, maybe. But it's a big challenge. it's got water damage too, I don't even know how it still works. I dropped it in the toilet once and my hot tub. Incredible."
Peter nods, and finds Riptide and begins to play it.
I was scared of dentists and the dark / I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations
