EXTRAORDINARY WAY
CHAPTER 5
"We're walking?" I asked Summer as we cross the street from our school.
"Yes, it's not that far of a walk." She said nonchalantly. "I thought you walk every day?"
"Most days, on Thursdays I get a ride from my friends." I explained. She asked where I lived and I told her my address, she seemed please knowing that I pass by on the apartment every day.
"It's on 5th avenue, an old looking apartment, across street from Café Joe? Have you seen that building?" She asked. Yeah I've seen that building. I've been looking at it every afternoon for a week now, but she doesn't have to know that.
"Yeah, I must have seen it." I said coolly. We were both wearing our coats, it's very windy this afternoon. I was wearing my scarf again while Summer was wearing her school hat. Somehow it suited her more than it suited half the kids in my school. We just passed the curb on 6th avenue and the old rustic building is coming into view. I suddenly felt nervous and of course excited too.
As we walk in front of the building I remember the first time I stood here and when I first wondered what's happening inside. Well, I suppose I'm gonna find out now. Summer climbed the steps but stopped in front of the door, she turn and gave me a worried look.
"Hey, if anyone asks what you're doing here, it's okay to just tell them that we-" Knowing what she's going to say, I cut her off.
"You can tell them the truth." I told her, smiling. "Believe it or not, it isn't a demeaning thing being Summer Hathaway's assistant." My eyebrows rose on that last one.
"You sure?" I just kept smiling on her worried expression. "Okay, if you want it that way." She turned to open the door which revealed a plain white hallway with wood flooring. I followed in after her as she climbed the stairs until we reached the fourth floor, she then turned left and walked straight towards the door at the end of the hallway. As we got closer, the music got louder. The band was clearly beyond this door, it's either that or really large speakers. Summer turned towards me while I was unlocking my scarf from my neck, it's getting warm.
"Just wanna say, things could get really crazy. . . in here." She spoke in a low voice. "This apartment is Dewey's, he's kinda like our mentor. He's okay, a bit weird but okay." I nodded, she laced her fingers together before sighing. "You know what, nothing can prepare you from the weirdness that is Dewey. Why don't we just go in."
With that she opened the door and the music blasted from the room through the opening. A smile grew on my face at the sight before me. The very first thing I notice was the middle aged man playing the guitar at the middle of the room. He was hopping and wriggling as he shred his guitar. From the look Summer gave me, I knew in that instant that the man was Dewey.
I felt Summer closed the door behind me. I just kept observing the room. It was an average size apartment but somehow it looked smaller because it's packed with instruments and shelves that contains hundreds of CD's and Records. The olive wall paper almost unnoticeable because of the posters plastered around the room. The wooden floor and wooden post seemed aged which gives it all an antique feeling. The thing that modernized the apartment was the huge stereo on the far north and the musical instruments that was scattered around the room. Of course the band was there too, but they seemed preoccupied with music. No one even noticed me and Summer come in, they were still playing.
"Av, over here." Summer called making me turn towards the left side of the room where there was a narrow hall with table and chairs on it. She sat on the table and was still checking on her phone. I return my attention to the band and notice that some of them notice my presence now. The pretty blonde girl by the microphones looked at me curiously while bobbing her head to the beat, and then smiled. Her smile was friendly and I was eager to repay it, I smiled back. Still smiling I looked to my right and notice the keyboardist was also looking at me. He's Asian, staring at me with a blank expression. Instinctively, I bowed my head a little towards him and without messing up the tune he was playing, he did the same. My gaze was suddenly pulled by a kid behind the Asian boy. Four feet behind the keyboard was the drum section. And the Drummer was the one that caught attention. Like the Asian boy, he too was staring at me with a blank expression. Then it registered! It was the Blonde, spiky haired boy, the one Summer was lecturing earlier this afternoon. He was in the band too. It dawned on me that we were still staring at each other.
"Avery." Summer called again releasing me from the boys gaze. I turned and started walking in her direction.
"Yeah?" I asked wide eye.
"You can put your coat there." She nodded towards the corner of the room where the coats were hanged. Only two spots were left available, I placed my coat together with my scarf and hang them on the hook. I turned to look at the room again. Behind summer where a couple of boys that were playing video games on their computers, one was doing some kind of editing on his computer. Then beyond them there was the band, which was still playing. The boy wasn't looking at me anymore, like everyone else he was also engage with the music. I watched as the two guitarist did a solo followed by a chorus of screaming and howling. I figured the song was not complete yet.
I watched as these people did their stuff. Hard to imagine that within Horace Green, something this cool existed. I mean these guys are free to do anything they want in here, it's like a sanctuary from all the hectic school problems. A couple of minutes ago I have no idea about this place, but I knew something amazing was happening inside. I was wrong; it was much cooler than that.
So, she got in. =) interesting, even I don't know what's gonna happen.
Kate =]
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