AN: OMG Thank you so much to my regular reviewers Answerthecall and Bee4ever ! BTW Bee4ever ALL OF THE HOLOFORMS CORRECT FOR THE LAST CHAPTER! So glad you could tell who they were! Haha. :P So I didn't really know where to go with this chapter but I hope ya likey! :) R&R!
Erin walked over and sat down on the sofa in the living room. She grasped her iPod tight in her sweaty hand as the tangled purple headphones wrapped around her fingers. Everyone else had gone outside, except for Sarah who was apparently making dessert.
Sarah POV:
I stole quick glances at my cousin-in-law sitting on our couch. She seemed very uncomfortable and I considered telling her she could go back up to her room. But that wouldn't be in her best interest. In fact, it would only attract more attention to her, as everyone would ask where she was.
"Erin..." I spoke sweetly to her. She really was a very friendly person when you got to know her.
"Yeah?" I heard her response.
"You should be outside with everybody else, hon."
"No thanks, I'm fine."
That's always been her response to offers that she didn't want to accept. I'd known her since I'd met Will, and I could read her like a book. I put the pie in the oven after checking to make sure it looked okay, and sat down next to her. She didn't look at me, just gripped her iPod tighter. That was always what she'd do to get out of stuff. She'd put her headphones in and pretend to be typing something until people left her alone.
"Erin."
She looked up at me and then back down to her lap.
"Why don't you wanna socialize? Make some friends? I know everyone here personally and I can promise they won't do anything to hurt you." I tried to reassure her.
"They look at me like I'm pitiful... they know, don't they?" she said. I was slightly surprised that she picked up on that when she was barely paying anyone any attention. "Yes. Will thought it'd be a good idea if they knew so that they wouldn't do anything inappropriate. He was just looking out for you." I tried to put it delicately so she wouldn't get mad at me.
All she did was put her headphones back in and turn on a song. I sat there with here until the timer sounded and I had to take the pie out and set the table outside.
Erin POV:
Why couldn't Sarah leave me alone? I knew she was only trying to help, but I didn't want all those people to know what I'd been through! It was humiliating enough for Sarah and Will to have found out! Maybe I should have just gotten a hotel room with the money I had instead of coming here.
Sarah left after I started listening to some music. Ah, iPod, you're so good at getting people to leave me alone. When I had first put my headphones in and turned it on shuffle, loud music blared through my ears. I inwardly groaned. Righ now I had no use for songs like this one. It was 'Eenie Meenie' by Suan Kingston and Justin Beiber. Ugh. I quickly scrolled until I found one that suited my fancy. I sat back on the couch and listened.
I can make the rain stop, if I wanna, just by my attitude.
I can take my laptop, record a snapshot, and change your point of view.
I just entered this brand new world, and I'm so open-hearted.
I know I've got a long way to go, but I'm, I'm just getting started.
I'm over my head and I know it. I know it.
I'm doin' my best not to show it. Show it.
Whatever it takes to be what I was meant to be, I'm gonna try.
Cuz I'm livin' the dream and I know it. I know it.
And I'm doin' my best not to blow it. To blow it.
And I know everything will be fine with me, myself, and time.
She got tired of the song, and decided it didn't relate to her situation enough. She liked to be able to identify with her music. So, she changed the song.
Take a deep breath, and you walk through the doors. It's the morning of your very first day.
Say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while, and try to stay out of everybody's way.
It's your freshman year, and you're gonna be here for the next four years in this town.
Hopin' one of those senior boys will wink at you and say "You know, I haven't seen you around here before."
Cuz when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them.
And when you're fifteen, feelin' like there's nothing to figure out.
Well, count to ten, take it in, this is your life before you know who you're gonna be.
Fifteen.
Normal POV:
Erin snatched the headphones out as tears threatened to spill down her face. The song defined her relationship with Ronny when they first met. Except she was sixteen, but still. It hurt to hear the truth. She knew he never really loved her, but she did love him. She thought he was the one, but she was so mistaken. She looked down at the ring she still wore on her finger and a tear fell down her cheek. About the time she was gonna burst out in full-fledged tears, the patio door flew open.
"Erin, what'r'ya doin'? The party's out here!" Will said with the same grin plastered on his face as he'd had since they were little. Erin put her iPod in her back pocket when she noticed his sly smile.
"What?" she asked, wondering what he was planning.
He jerked his head toward the door and waited for her to come with him.
She sighed. I can think of five hundred things I would rather do than go out that door.
She stood and walked with him outside. Her eyes widened as she saw the microphone sitting in his backyard along with amps and speakers and other musicy stuff. What the freak did he do?!
She noticed the blonde girl from earlier. He had never introduced her, though. She was standing behind the mic with an electric guitar. The girl walked over to Erin as soon as she spotted her. "Hi, you're Erin, right?" she asked happily. "...Yeah." Erin said.
"I'm Trisha! But you can call me Trish or T."
"Ok... Nice to meet you."
"You too! Mr. Lennox said you were gonna sing a few songs with me!" she exclaimed, obviously excited.
Erin looked at Will. "Will." she said, containing her anger. "You said what?"
Will just looked around awkwardly before replying. "Look, you were the best singer I'd ever met when we were little, and I know you still like music so why don't ya just try?"
Erin was beyond irritated. She was pissed off.
She turned and stomped back toward the entrance to the house. She reached for the door, ready to open it and go inside to the safety of her room, but someone grabbed her arm. She turned around planning to give them a mouthful when she saw the tall guy from earlier. He had black hair Well actually, now it looks like dark blue. and wore the white T-shirt with a flamed jacket. The man let go of her arm and began to talk.
"Excuse me, Miss, but may I ask why you choose to exit so soon?" he asked politely.
"Because I don't like crowds." she stated simply, shrinking under his gaze.
"My I ask why?" he pondered.
"Because I just don't. Now, can you please let me go inside." she tried to make her voice sound strong, but it came across sounding like a choking chipmunk.
He paused for a second before replying "Freedom is your right." and walking off.
She looked at him like he was an idiot, but then walked back up to her room.
-Meanwhile-
The autobots were very reluctant to attend the 'barbeque', but Will had insisted they take a day off. Now that they were here, most of them were enjoying themselves. Of course, Prowl was acting antisocial and all the twins wanted to do was cause trouble, but that was to be expected.
"Ironhide!" Will yelled from across the yard and the brute's head snapped to his charge. "Sir." Ironhide responded.
"T's tellin' me she lost her guitar pick. Can you ask Erin if she has one?" Will responded. "Oh, and she's inside; I think I might've pissed her off!"
The weapons specialist simply nodded. "Noted."
-Inside-
Erin sat on her bed singing. That was the only thing that helped her when she was upset and she knew nobody could hear her from out there.
S.O.S. please. Someone help me.
It's not healthy for me to feel this way.
Y.O.U. are making it hard.
I can't take it. It don't feel right!
S.O.S. please. Someone help me.
She stopped singing and tried to come up with a song that matched her situation a little better. After a moment of thinking she began humming another tune.
-Meanwhile-
Ironhide walked into the house scanning the living area and kitchen. When he didn't see the girl there, he walked up the stairs. When he'd made it to the hallway, a sound filled his holoform's ears. Was the girl singing? He was about to barge in and ask for one of those 'pick' things, but decided to stop outside her door and listened. From what he heard about her, the lyrics fit her pretty well.
Days like this, I want to drive away.
Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade.
You chewed me up and spit me out
like I was poison in your mouth.
You took my light, you drained me down.
But that was then and this is now.
This was foolish! Why was he sitting here listening to a fleshling's strange vocal patterns? Without another thought, Ironhide knocked on the wooden door.
-Meanwhile-
SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!
Erin panicked as she heard the knocking. What the fuck, I thought I was alone! she mentally screamed as she cautiously approached the door. Maybe she could pretend she didn't hear whoever it was? No that wouldn't work.
"... Who is it?" she asked
"It is Ironhide. Major Lennox has requested me to ask if you might have a 'pick'?" a gruff voice came from behind the door. She rolled her eyes. All this for a damn guitar pick! She walked over to a small cup she had on her nightstand. She hadn't brought anything with her except some clothes and stuff and her guitar picks. She hadn't had time to gather her guitar case or anything else, but her uncle had let her use an old accoustic guitar he had bought but never learned to play. It worked pretty well considering the dust and cobwebs that coated it.
As she walked over to the small cup filled with a supply of picks that would last her about a year, considering she always lost them, she picked up a bright green one with the maker's logo on it and walked to the door.
When she cracked it, Erin saw the gigantic man once again. Flinching when he reached to take the piece of plastic from her hand, she mumbled a 'here you go' and slammed the door.
"You're welcome." she heard him say, awkwardly, and walk away.
He's not going to hurt you. He isn't Ronny! she tried to convince herself, but it didn't work.
I'll do it. I'll talk to him, and talk to them, aand everything will turn out okay. Eventually.
I'll do it. she kept telling herself. It's just a matter of time.
AN: Short chapter I know. But I've had a gazillion plot bunnies hopping around in my head and I'm working on a new story! Anyway... I'll still update this one and my other stories as much as possible! So R&R! It makes me update faster! And thank you to all my readers!