Chapter 4
Olivia woke up groggy and slightly disoriented. She had little to no sleep last night. She was too busy writing a song that she had inspiration for the night before. Even though she was tired, she felt that the no sleep was worth it. She felt that this song was the best one that she's ever written. Olivia was pretty good at writing lyrics; she just had a hard time coming up with the instrumental part of the song. Hopefully, inspiration would come for that part of it, as well.
Olivia got up and pulled on a white V-neck shirt, a red skirt, and black boots. She pulled her hair up in a loose bun and brushed her teeth. She passed by her notebook which was left open from last night. Olivia skimmed over the lyrics and smiled. Then, she headed over to Hermione's house.
Olivia knocked on Hermione's door, but there was no answer.
"Oh," Wen's voice said from the side. Olivia turned to face him.
"Hermione told me to tell you that they had to go out and do something or another, so she wouldn't be able to hang out today."
"Thanks for telling me," Olivia said, walking back down Hermione's driveway.
"Well, if you've got nothing to do, you can hang with me…unless you'd rather not."
"Um, sure," Olivia said, tentatively.
"C'mon in," Wen said, opening the door of his house.
Olivia followed him inside.
"Wen, who are you talking to?" a female voice came from the kitchen. A young woman, probably in her early twenties, stepped out of the kitchen, "Oh, hi."
"This is Olivia, Sydney," Wen introduced. Recognition flickered in Olivia's face. So this was Sydney, Wen's dad's girlfriend. Olivia could now see why Wen was a little uncomfortable with her and made a face in referring to her before.
"Hi, Olivia," Sydney said, putting out her hand, smiling down at the blonde girl, "So, you go to school with Wen?"
Olivia nodded, "Yeah."
"That's nice. I'm cooking some lunch and Georgie's out with her father. You two can go do what you like," Sydney said, walking back into the kitchen.
Wen led Olivia into the living room.
"She seems nice," Olivia commented.
"I guess," Wen said.
Olivia noticed the piano on the side and the music sheets strewn around the room, "Do you play an instrument?"
"Yeah, keyboard. I write a little, too. This is the Smith's piano, but they said I could use it to practice because they know I play."
"Oh, you write? That's so cool. I do, a little."
"Yeah, I just have a hard time with writing lyrics," Wen laughed a little.
"Really? I have the opposite problem! It's hard for me to write the music part of it!"Olivia exclaimed. Then, she fell silent. It was weird how comfortable she felt with Wen at the moment.
"Maybe we can help each other, then. I wrote a song last night. I just can't come up with the words."
Wen sat down at the piano and began to play.
Olivia's widened. That's it! It was the perfect melody to the lyrics that she had written the night before.
She began to sing,
"Can you see me?
'Cuz I'm right here
Can you listen?
'Cuz I've been trying to make you notice
What it would mean to me
To feel like somebody
We've been on our way to nowhere
Tryin' so hard to get there
And I say oh
We're gonna let it show
We're gonna just let go of everything
Holding back our dreams
And try
To make it come alive
We're gonna let it shine so they can see
We were meant to be
Somebody
Somebody, yeah
Somehow, Someday
Someway
Somebody
I'm so tired
Of being invisible
But, I feel it
Yeah
Like a fire below the surface
Tryin' to set me free
Burnin' inside of me
'Cuz we're standin' on an edge now
It's a long way down
But, I say oh
We're gonna let it show
We're gonna just let go of everything
Holding back our dreams
And try
To make it come alive
We're gonna let it shine so they can see
We were meant to be
Somebody
Somebody, yeah
Somehow, Someday
Someway
Somebody
We will walk out of this darkness
Feel the spotlight glowing like
A yellow sun
Oh
And when we fall, we fall together
Till we get back up and we will rise as one
Oh
Oh whoa whoa
We're gonna let it show
We're gonna just let go of everything
Holding back our dreams
And try
To make it come alive
We're gonna let it shine so they can see
We were meant to be
Somebody
Somebody, yeah
Somehow, Someday
Someway
Somebody
Somebody
Ooh Oh."
Olivia finished song and Wen played the last chord, "Woah, Olivia, that was amazing! Did you really write that?"
"Yeah," Olivia nodded, "last night."
"Looks like we both had inspiration," Wen laughed a bit, "You know, you have a really great voice. I don't think I've ever heard you sing before."
"Well, I have massive stage fright. Remember that time when I threw up…"
"Down Mikey Nichol's back in first grade…I remember that. That was hilarious."
"No," Olivia flushed, "It was humiliating."
"Trust me, though," Wen said, "You have talent."
"Me? What about you? I didn't know you could play the piano so well! You were amazing, too! And, you came up with that? I can't even begin to process that."
"It's not as amazing as your lyrics…" Wen trailed off.
Their eyes me and they stayed still, their eyes locked. Then, Sydney appeared.
"Wow! I could hear you two in the kitchen. You were both fantastic. You two can write songs together!" Sydney smiled at the two teenagers who were now glancing at each other at this sentence, "By the way, if you two are hungry, I've got lunch in the kitchen."
Chapter 4! I know that I said in my Skateboards, Music, and Nanas story that I wouldn't update this story today…but I found time…so yay! I hope you enjoyed it and please read and review! This chapter is supposed to explain how telepathically Wen and Olivia came up with Somebody on the spot at that first band practice.
XOXOXO Bubblelina15