Hi Guys!
So, I have given up on telling you when there will be a chapter up. Homework and school and YouTube and Buffy and now Firefly have all got in the way. So, I will do my best to get one up around the weekend, but I may not manage it, so I apologise in advance.
Just a mention. The songs that are mentioned by name, from Hand In Hand To Hell, are by All Time Low. I am not a music person so I cant write them. I have just blatantly stolen them. But take a look at the real ones, they are awesome.
Hope you like this one.
"So what's your take on the oldies? You know, Bon Jovi and The Rolling Stones and The Beatles?" Alex's pretentious yet gorgeous voice sounded again behind me as I finished off the last verse of a new song.
I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes Alex, I know who the oldies are."
He waited for my answer.
"I really like Bon Jovi. It's My Life and Livin' On a Prayer are my favourites."
He raised his eyebrows. "Really? I would have pegged you for a Beatles Girl."
A spatter of laughter broke the conversation. Charlie was talking to Rose on the sofa of Charlie's rented flat. While she was acting slightly awkward around him after the incident only known as SIOMB (Stella Is One Mega Bitch) she couldn't help laughing at one of his tragic but cute jokes.
I sighed and looked back at where Alex was sitting next to me for some inane reason. "I do like the Beatles. But only some of their songs, I find others a bit repetitive."
His jaw dropped. "Repetitive?! Are you kidding? The Beatles revolutionaries the music industry. Look at the stuff you had before then, it's all drivel. They brought in so many new techniques and sounds, made it completely their own."
I shrugged. "Maybe, but they were just the One Direction of the 60's. And while they did write good songs, to me they all seem to blend into one."
Alex stared at me, stunned. "Are you mad?"
I rolled my eyes and looked back at the song sheet in front of me. "Hey, it's my opinion. If you have another one, go ahead and believe that. Don't hate me because I think differently to you." I thought for a second. "Actually, please do hate me. That way you might just leave me alone."
I stood, and walked away, over to the rest of the group. Alex stayed behind, staring t my back in a mixture of horror and fascination.
"What up?" I asked, trying not to look back at him.
Rose was still doubled up in laughter so Charlie had to answer. "Not much, just one of my awesome Englishman Scotsman Irishmen jokes."
Rose came up for air, tears streaming down her face. "It was terrible."
Charlie looked offended, "It was the best."
I smiled at them and slumped down next to Liv. She turned and smiled at me, "You ok?"
I sighed and pushed my hair out of my eyes. "Yeah, just Mr Pretentious wrecking my working vibe."
She frowned and looked sympathetic. "Oh, I'm sorry. If it's any help he looks like a panther snorted on his head from here."
I twisted to her position and looked over at Alex. The light had caught his hair, making him look like he'd been painted by Michael Angelo. I smiled. Liv was just being nice to try and cheer me up.
"He looks amazing." I said simply.
Liv dropped the act. "I know right? I was just trying to help but God, am I drooling?"
I laughed. "No, you're not."
She sighed, relieved and we both glanced back at him.
"Too bad he's an arrogant asshole, hey Liv?" I sighed and checked over the last verse again.
She nodded and went back to her phone, hurriedly fixing dates for shows and things. "Yup, but while love is not in the department for you two, I may have been a genius with Charlie and Rose"
I looked over at the two. Charlie was leaning in towards Rose, the light of happiness making him look like he was in heaven. Rose was talking, fiddling with the wrist bands covering her arms.
"They look so cute." I murmured.
Liv winked at me, smiling like she had a secret. I know that smile, "You've done something, haven't you?"
She raised an eyebrow and pointed at her chest. "Who me?"
I snorted with laughter and changed the subject. "Mag, can you look at this please?"
I handed him the paper and he checked it over. Rose and Nico read it over his shoulder, their smiles telling me what they thought before they said it.
"Iszy, this is amazing, I love it." Magnus looked slightly shell shocked.
I tried not to smile with pride. "Really? You're sure? It's doesn't need any tweaking, I'm still not sure if the last verse slows it down like it should."
Magnus was already shaking his head. "I love it. Don't change a thing, it's perfect just ending there. God, I wish I had your creative drive."
Charlie and Alex succumbed to the 'I'm in a band' interest and came over. "Can I see?" Charlie pointed at it.
I smiled and nodded, ready to show my work to almost anyone. I said almost.
Alex was reading it slowly with Charlie. He raised an eyebrow. "It sounds a bit fluffy, are you sure a fast beat would work for it?"
I clenched my fists. "It's a slow song Alex. I do know what I'm doing. I am in a band too remember."
He smirked. "My apologies Miss Brit Award."
I jumped to my feet, snatching the sheet of paper from Charlie's hand and flounced over to the weather beaten piano in the corner of the room.
Settling myself on the stool, I placed the paper on the rack and played the chord I wanted. The others gathered around, Alex taking pride of place on the sceptical side.
I played the opening chord and slipped into song.
No I can't take one more step towards you,
Cause all that's waiting is regret.
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore,
You lost the love I loved the most.
I've learned to live, half a life,
And now you want me one more time.
I let the piano grow in sound and started swaying with the music.
And who do you think you are,
Running round leaving stars,
Collecting your jar of hearts,
And tearing love apart.
You're gonna catch a cold,
From the ice inside your soul,
So don't come back for me,
Don't come back at all.
From the corner of my eye I saw Magnus share a fist bump with Nico and an approving nod with Liv. This was going to be a hit.
Jar of Hearts, by Christina Perri
See you soon!
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