I've decided to post this chapter because i love slinky practically threatened me by punching an imaginary wall. I have also decided to play no music for this one because it would distract you from the plot… maybe the next one you will get to here some music. And some time down the chapter I will ask you to play a song that will go with that part of the chapter. This chapter is during 1st period, Jimmy had been sent to the office. (Jimmy's POV) Here is chapter 6 of:
-Since the Beginning of Time-
I walk out of the office into the lobby where I greet the secretary, Louis. She hands me my pass to class and I bid her good day as I exit the room into the vacant halls. As soon as I close the door, I walk down the hall and throw away the strip of paper, what will I need it for when I'm not even going to class?
I walk a little further then stop in my tracks. I hear a faded voice singing, almost angelically, echoing through the empty corridor. I walk even further, following the voice as it gets louder. Once it is at its clearest, I also hear the strumming of a guitar but I completely ignore it for the singing has entranced be beyond belief.
I turn the corner and reach a dead end, but still see no sign of a source of the singing. I exit the back door and start walking parallel to the wall. The voice grows louder and I stop in fear it might cease the music if it sees me. I sit down and listen to the words carefully.
After a few choruses the singing stops, maybe she heard me. I get up and decide to turn around the corner to see the owner of the beautiful voice. I step carefully and reveal myself to and empty corner. "Who the hell was singing?" I ask to no one.
"I was" I hear a voice that is in the small woods that are next to the school. I turn and see Cindy sitting against a tree facing the building. She looks back down to her guitar and starts playing a different song.
(Now would be a good time for you readers out there to start listening to "Nickelback- Far Away" Because that is the song Cindy is playing, but she isn't singing.)
I cautiously walk towards her. She doesn't look up from what she is playing, the hair tucked behind her ear slips concealing her face, her flawless radiant face. I mean… screw it. I miss her, hopefully she doesn't tell me off, or yell at me, or kick me where it counts.
"So, what do you want and what are you doing here?" She asks without looking up from her guitar. She is so talented, and she blew everything off. She could have been anything she wanted if she hadn't given her life up, and she was so close to being the smartest kid in school.
"Jimmy?" she says stopping the music so she could look up at me. I look towards the street then look back down at her and walk to the tree she was sitting at, taking a seat on the opposite side of the trunk. "I was forced to come outside by 10 FBI agents who wanted to stop me from gaining any knowledge in fear that I might surpass them in academics and take their jobs" I remark.
She laughs some and goes back to playing Far Away. Immediately the lyrics pop into my head as I hum the lead vocalist's part. She keeps playing and starts asking me questions.
"So jimmy, why are you really out here?" She asks, I stop humming to respond.
"Well, the truth is I heard some angelic singing in the halls while I was ditching class and decided to follow it, I reached the back door and ended up outside. But why'd you stop your song?"
She keeps the song going as she replies "I saw you and got confused on why you were outside, you usually skip inside. When'd you get the guts to come and sit with me?"
"In truth it was you who had the guts to reveal you were the one singing. Was that your original song?"
"Yes, you weren't listening were you?" She asks as she starts playing slower. I hesitate in my answer.
"Yeah, that song was about us wasn't it." I say, still singing the lyrics in my mind. She stops playing and puts the guitar back in its case, but not getting up. I sigh thinking she might leave. I'm so stupid; I should have never said that. Of coarse it isn't about us, she hates me! I hurt her and now I've hurt her even more. She is probably insulted to be in my presence! I-
"Yes it was." She says cutting my thoughts off. I hear her sniffle and get up. I also stand quickly before she can leave. I look at her, but her bangs block my view of those two emeralds that used to keep me up at night, and they still do. I step forward and tuck the stray hairs behind her ears. She gazes at me with tear filled eyes and steps forward too, taking my hand. I smile a little, but all she can do is cry. We just stand there for a moment until she starts to speak.
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YAY! Next is in Cindy's POV, don't worry, I'll pick up where I left off in this chapter so my eager fans wont have to wait! Well, until next time (which wont be until I get 4 more reviews!)
Peace
lauren
