Chapter 8-
It was almost the due date of the song and Nora still had no idea what to write.
"Maybe you could pick an already made song and change the lyrics" Veronica supplied.
Nora grumbled, "no song speaks to me"
The Cuban girl sighed before an idea came to her. She took out her phone and played the ghostly toon Nora had hummed. The Hispanic froze and stared at her.
"Where did you-"
"You hummed it a few months ago"
Nora's eyes brightened as an idea went off, "can you send it to me?"
"Uh... sure" veronica gave a small nod, "just sent it"
"Danke"
Once Nora got home, she opened her email and clicked the play button on the video. The girl took out a pen and her notebook. She replayed the toon as she wrote lyrics to it.
The 15-year-old played it a third time and softly sang the lyrics along with it. After some changes and a few rewrites, the girl deemed the song presentable.