Two : Strummin'

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I entered his room, and my roommate Hopper wasn't here yet. I could always get the Merry Men together in the band room and rock out…but I was too tired.

Today was so long and boring. Then Blondie started the rumor about Melody and me which was outrageous since we barely spoke to each other anymore, Melody had been busy with dances and parties at Ever After Junior High and local bars.

Then there was that new girl, the Roybel. Poppy. There was something about her that I liked… usually I was good with girls…right? I said nice hair! I mean, she always had her hair that way…it wasn't a problem or anything.

Okay, why am I ranting about Poppy? "I really need to clear my head." I said to myself. So I got out and walked out of my room and out of the school into the dark night.

I was going to head to the forest. I strummed his guitar softly, and hummed a tune my mother sang to him… Grimm, I was all about hard rock, not lullabies! "Isn't it past your curfew?" a voice asked. I whipped my head around, expecting Kitty, who always lurked around.

It was high time to go. Poppy! I smiled, what was she doing here?

"Um, yeah…hi." she smiled, blushing.

"Past my curfew? It's yours too. Besides, rock gods don't do curfews, sweetheart," I smirked. Poppy rolled her eyes. I sat down on a huge rock and she sat down next to me.

We had the perfect view of the moon. She was gazing at it, and I was gazing at her. Her amazingly astonished face. Dang, Sparrow….

It was silent for a while, and then she spoke. "You know, my sister is still mad at you for taking Daring's underwear and selling it to some fan girl."

Sparrow laughed and shrugged. Poppy laughed and flushed a bit. He is sooo adorable.

It was quiet again. "How did you even get into his room?," she laughed.

"Blondie."

And then she burst out laughing. I liked listening to it. I liked when she laughed. This was getting ridiculous.

Once again, it was silent. A firefly landed on my shoulder, and it blinked once, twice, once again, three times, twice, then it flew off.

I took my guitar and strummed a little tune. The purple-haired princess (I had forgot that she a princess) bobbed her head to my tune.

Sitting in the moonlight, staring at the stars

It's a perfect night, time to take out my guitar.

Nothing can tear us apart

Wherever you are, you still have my heart.

I see you every day, you're chatting with your friends

I wanna ask you, but it'll be ruined in the end…

Something comes between us,

Everything is between us….

But one of these nights I'll get the courage to grab your hand…

Off in the moonlight, love just understand,

That I am here for you…

So sing with me

I know you can

We can be free

Just grab my hand

Just let it go,

Maybe you'll see

I'm right for you

And you are right for me.

I started to sing the same thing again, and this time, she sang along with me, but softly. Her voice wasn't half bad…but imagine, a female in the Merry Men.

We ended the song, with me staring at her.

"Uh..."

"Yeah…"

She stared into my eyes; I wonder what she saw in them. She leaned in, and I jumped back. "Um, goodnight. See you tomorrow." I quickly said. I tipped my hat and disappeared.


I stared at my hands. "Why?" I had freaked Sparrow out. Did I actually try to kiss him? I didn't understand, but at least I knew the truth. Sparrow Hood was officially not into me.

"Poppy?," a familiar voice asked. In fact, it sounded like mine. Oh, yeah, Holly. I turned around and plastered a smile on my face. "Hey, Holls."

"What were you doing out here alone?," she asked, coming up to me. I shrugged and we both walked back to our dorm room, and soon fell asleep.


Did she just try to kiss me? More importantly, did I want her to? I was so confused. Yes, maybe I was a bit of a ladies' man, but being in a serious relationship could eventually hurt us.

We were both Rebels, well, somewhat. I wanted to be a rock legend, and she wanted to be a hair stylist. What was I thinking? I just need sleep.


Cupid was asleep, good. Everything was settled. After I had got a recording of Poppy and Sparrow singing, everything was just right. It was quite cute. I mean, they looked like a pretty good couple.

Apple had been questioning me about why I was only blogging about Sparrow these days. I didn't know myself; it was like I was mesmerized. I wanted, no needed to uncover his secrets.

One way or another.

Ooh, who is that person? It's pretty obvious who it is. And if you don't know, hint: she has a MirrorCast…

Peace,

Infinity