I looked up to see my parents before me. Sighing I slowly went up to them, with regret and dejection. These weird feelings of hatred and fear always come when I get close to them, but sadness? I don't know why I feel sadness, and don't bother asking me.

"They know anything?" They asked monotone, almost sounding like a robot that'll kill you.

"No. Not a single word." I stated making my lips look like a zipper chain, and my hands the one shutting them. I knew what'd happen if I did tell. Yes, they would go to jail and I would be happy, but they take revenge seriously.

Trust me.

I chose to flash my eyes across the bass guitar Steven lended me a few minutes ago. I smiled, not that we formed a band, however because my parents left shutting the door behind them.

I played a song that I got taught from a cartoon, and it always hit me hard. Harder than the rocks you use to hit that tree with your poorly made slingshot. It always reminded me of how I was rejected by my parents. If you didn't realize, your parents are the one that made you. MADE YOU. Your getting rejected by your creators, that's harsh. All the people who went through this, or are, I salute you with all my pride.

I slowly carried my amplifier next to the bass guitar. The amplifier was already turned to full volume like I wished. Taking the amplifier cord, I plugged it into my bass guitar, to be introduced with a hard buzzing sound for a few minutes. I patently waited for it to stop, knowing I did not have school tomorrow.

Knowing that Steven was a professional, I knew it was not needed to tune the guitar. The last time I tried, I mistakenly tore the string, while my brother hysterically laughed at my wrongdoing. Seriously, those guitars are hard tune!

I creepily smiled at the flashback, going to pluck a string. The sound pierced through my ears like a bomb, resulting in a : GAHHHHHHHHH! I had acknowledged that my parents weren't here, so I kept screaming just to enjoy myself.

Oops, I cracked. Haha, love it when my voice does that.

All of a sudden, my sad life gave spark to happiness. I wasn't just feeling happy, but ecstatic! Even though, clearly, there wasn't really anything to be so ecstatic about.

"Now let's learn how to play a bass guitar." I instructed myself. Well, I didn't have anybody to talk to, and I was by myself, so why not? Find it creepy how you want, but I bet you've done this too. Steven taught me a small tune that somehow, I successfully played.

"Ugh, what song should we pick?" I grunted to myself. Picking songs wasn't an easy decision, and that was why I took the challenge of finding it. Peri loved challenges, that's why she tried to find the song. I needed help of course, the songs I like weren't always preferred by her friends.

I searched, and searched, and searched, and texted. Bet you didn't see that coming.

We simply chose : Drive by, Train. It wasn't a bad song at all, everyone in our group appreciated it, and the best part, it wasn't THAT well known. I'm certain that if you go up to the most popular person in your grade, and ask them about the song, they'll give you a questioning look.

If you hate that song, then I don't know your purpose of being here. Just leave.

(Not that I'm telling you to stop reading my story, because I will cry if you'll stop *no I'll not*. Just, let peri say what she wants.)

It was getting hot, even with A.C, I stretched out the collar of the loose T-shirt to let some refreshing air inside my body. Woah, I was sweating, like more than you'd initially think. I wiped my brow to see if I was sweating hardcore, turns out only a few drops, not that much.

Picking up my guitar I got ready to practice my part in the song, till' I got it right. I was interrupted by a loud knock on my front door.

It's like 1 in the morning, who would be here now? Probably my parents to come ruin my moment.

"Hey there. It's Lapis!" She stated hurriedly trying to push her way into my house. I scanned her with my eyes to make sure it was her, and opened the door as fast as I could.

"Uh... Hey, whatcha doing here? And, how did you know where I live?" I questioned looking at her as she fast walked around the living room.

"Woah your house is amazing!" She looked bewildered looking up and down, feeling the carpets, but most importantly ignoring my question.

I told her to take a seat, and she obliged my order. She was wearing a loose tank top, and on top of that a shoulder cut off tshirt, with that shorts to sum everything up. Dam, she was hot.

Unfortunately, I was just wearing a green hoodie and jeans. What I usually wear.

"Uh, why are you here?" Even though that seemed kind of rude to ask, I think I had all the permission to do so as she barged into my home.

"Well, I'm hiding from someone. But more importantly, can you get me to this location?" She took out a piece of ripped paper from her pocket pointing to her destination. It wasn't to far from here, and I'd definitely be able to take her, but I didn't have my own car.

"I don't have a car." I replied monotoned. I didn't want to sound sad about it, I mean after all it's good for the earth. "I do have a bike though." I said trying to think of a solution.

She asked me if I could walk there, we could but my legs didn't feel like moving.

"Can we use the bike please?" I pleaded, trying to change her mind. She shakes her head in the formation of 'no I can't, too bad'.

Well, at least I'm walking with my crush.

Yes I know, walking a few blocks ain't that much, but when it comes to a person who stays up all night working, I'd rather not.

"What do you do in your free time?" She asked trying to start a conversation

"Uh, well right now, I need to learn how to play the bass guitar for a song." I muttered under my breath that 'it was hard, especially having your fingers getting attacked like this'.

I showed her my left hand, full of lines that dug deep in my skin. I shrugged, hoping that she didn't find it weird.

And that's the end of this chapter. To be continued in the next chapter, 'cause I'm too lazy to finish it off.