Hello my loyal readers! Sorry this is late and I got to say sorry to Hatsune Miku321, I couldn't come up with anything with the song she gave me. I FAILED YOU! D: Either way either how, here's Superman by Joe Brooks and the ship is Larrie, request from AwesomeSkater79. Enjoy and again i'm sorry Hatsune!
I looked over to my best friend as she played her guitar with ease. Why does this have to be so frustrating! She's my best friend sense I was just a little kid and I can't even talk to her straight. It's annoying but, it's, nice to know my first love is actually with a girl I know and not with some random chick down the road. I just don't know why I fell in love with my best friend, is it because her baby blue eyes make me lost, is it how she walks? It can even be because of her damn curves! I just don't know! But, no matter what I do, I blow my lines, everything she does, makes me feel so small, heck, she can bring superman to his knees! I GOTTA tell her how I feel before I turn into one of those love sick boys chasing a girl that'll never may get. "Alright girls! Awesome job today! I know we'll kick garbage band to the curve tomorrow. Just get a good rest sleep... Konnie, Kim I'm looking at you about that." I smiled as the three girls started to chatter. I packed up my bass in it's case and swung it over my shoulder as I grabbed my skateboard and helmet. "See ya tomorrow!" I smiled as I heard Carrie call back. "See ya tomorrow Lens! Remember, 2:30 PM tomorrow is the battle of the bands! We meet up at 11:00!" I nodded as I put my board on the ground and raced home. When I stopped at the red and green color house that I called my home, I ran up to my room after I entered and shut my door. I sat at a computer stand that had used paper all over it. This was my writing table, I wrote just in case Carrie could come up with anything, which almost never happens. I grabbed out a red book and flipped open to a clean page as I started writing. I had writing gushing though my veins, and I knew that whatever I was coming up with, had to do with Carrie. "Ho la da da da, There are no words,To paint a picture of you, girl. Your eyes and those curves, It's like you're from some other world. You walk my way, Oh, God, it's so frustrating. So why do I disappear, When you come near? It makes me feel so small. Why do I blow my lines, Most every time, Like I've got no chance at all?" I sang as I wrote down my first verse. It sounded pretty good, maybe I should play this for Care later to see what she thinks. "If I could be your superman, I'd fly you to the stars, And back again. 'Cause every time you touch my hand, And you feel my powers, running through your veins. But I can only write this song, And tell you, That I'm not that strong. 'Cause I'm no superman, I hope you like me as I am." I nodded along to the lyrics as I sang. "No it ain't no lie, I have to tell you how I feel. But each time that I try, It gets a little more unreal. You say my name, Oh, God, I can't stop shaking. So why do I disappear, When you come near? It makes me feel so small. If I could read your mind, Girl, would I find, Any trace of me at all? If I could be your superman, I'd fly you to the stars, And back again. 'Cause every time you touch my hand, You feel my powers, running through your veins. Well I can only write this song, And tell you that I'm not that strong. 'Cause I'm no superman, I hope you like me as I-I am, La la" Awesome! This is actually coming along very nicely. "If I could be your superman, I'd fly you to the stars, And back again. 'Cause every time you touch my hand, You feel my powers, running through your veins. Well I can only write this song, And tell you that I'm not that strong. 'Cause I'm no superman-an-an, I hope you like me as I am." I smiled at the end. "Hey Lens." I about jumped at that. I looked over to see it was Care. "Oh, hey Care. What's up?" She walked up to me. "Who did you write that for?" I lightly blushed. She heard me? "How long were you here and-?" She covered my mouth, "I've been here since I guess the first verse and you forgot your bass strap at practice." She handed me the red and black strap. "Thanks." She smiled showing off her perfect white teeth. "No problem, but you didn't answer my question Lens." I looked at her. "What question?" She giggled. "Who's the luck girl you wrote that about Lens?" I blushed again, but it was worst then before. "O-oh y-y-yeah, t-that question, W-Well, i-it's, it's about you." I rubbed my arm as I prepared my self for a rejection speech but, instead, she smiled, pulled me making me stand up, and hugged me. "Never knew you felt the same way Lens." I just stood there frozen in what happened to be the best moment of my life. Dang, maybe the reason why I love her, is because she's the only one to make me feel this way.