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Chapter 16
Olivia's POV
It was a week since my visit to the hospital and my arm is feeling much better. I was near a lake. I found it one day when I was cruising through the woods near my home. I was sitting there with my guitar and songbook. I was in the middle of writing a new song, but I was stuck.
I strummed my guitar and began playing. Of course, I wrote lyrics for a whole band, it has always been a dream of mine, but it is only a dream. No way, it was ever going to happened. Anyways, I began strumming. This was supposed to be a piano part, at the beginning, but well, I can't lug a piano just to the lake. Maybe if I had a keyboard, but I rarely have anything, so I am grateful to have a guitar- I earned it with money I have been saving since forever.
Trying hard to fight these tears
I'm crazy worried
Messing with my head this fear
I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out
I can't take it
That's what being friends about
I heard movement ahead of me and looked up.
Wen's POV
My friends met over at my house. We were going to take a walk in the woods later. For now, we were trying yet again to make music for our band. And again, we were unsuccessful.
"Everyone pull it together!" Stella shouted.
"Stell, calm down. Why don't we take that walk in the woods?" Mo reasoned. Everyone agreed.
We have been walking for a couple minutes. Everyone was lost in his or her own thoughts.
"Hey, Wen, I have been wondering, how is Olivia?" Mo asked, breaking the silence.
"She is fine," I said curtly.
"Oh good, I was so worried when I sa -" she cut off short, looking into the distance.
"Mo, what is wrong?" Scott said, concerned.
"Shh," Mo hushed, "Do you guys hear that?" We strained our voices and we could hear a melody playing. We walked closer.
Trying hard to fight these tears
I'm crazy worried
We peeked through the shrubs and bushes to see who it was. Whoever it was, had a voice like an angel.
Messing with my head this fear
I'm so sorry
It was Olivia. Scratch what I said before about the angel, but she is a pretty good singer.
You know you gotta get it out
I can't take it
We started walking towards her, she didn't notice us. Her eyes were closed and concentrating on the melody. We were in front of her now, but we stayed quiet.
That's what being friends about
Charlie moved, snapping twigs under his weight and Olivia looked up.