He plucked the strings to his guitar, listening intently to the sound that came off. His eyes were shut and he flipped his sloppy blond bangs to the side as he tuned his instrument to the correct scale for the melody he was attempting to play. Though, he was soon broken from his concentration when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He sighed lightly, but then allowed a smile to break on his features as he saw who it was. He answered and chatted for a few moments before hanging up and placing his guitar in its case. He got up from the chair he was sitting on and exited the music stores he was in. He decided to drop by and browse the guitars, and maybe get a new one. But then he got distracted with the Marilyn Manson song they were playing and had to try and play along with it.
Tommy Mitchel hopped into his car and started the engine. As he drove down the roads, his mind drifted back to his childhood and what he obtained back then in order to become the thirty-year-old man he was today. He was pretty much the cliché rebel that did drugs and drank all the time. But then, in order to try and drive him away from his evil habits, his mother got him a guitar so he could put all his emotion into that instead of the other methods. And it worked. Ever since he was seventeen and so on, the guitar and bass have been his escape from reality and he couldn't be happier with the outcome. But lately, he hasn't had to escape life much because he's been pretty content. To be honest, he's a teacher now in order to give back to society. Because when you are indeed a rebel, you kind of have a tendency to do a whole bunch of shit you probably shouldn't do.
Tommy parked in the school parking lot and got out, grabbing his guitar case and walking into the auditorium where his special someone had asked him to come. He saw the tall brunet playing the piano and he came up behind him. Him and his husband exchanged a hug and a small kiss (even though he wanted more). Adam thanked him and he shrugged, smiling. "Sure thing sweetheart. What exactly are you planning on doing?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, but then turning around when he was a couple of students mingled in through the doors.