Sunflower Symphony

Chapter Two

"Alright so who wants to work on the essay? I feel like we should split up the work and if someone gets done early they can help with the other stuff. Sound good?"

Clay says as he sets his bag on the kitchen table, motioning for Nick and George to do the same. They all nod in agreement and Nick asks,

"Can I work on the poster board thing? I'm good at glue and stuff but words aren't my friend."

Clay nods and looks at George,

"Is that ok with you?"

George simply nods and mumbles,

"I can uhm.. I can work on the essay. I'm good at words."

Clay pulls out the packet from his bag and sets it on the table along with some pencils and notebooks.

"Alright then, guess I get to.."

He pauses and checks the information packet,

"..piece together the cardboard and stuff for the information board, then Nick can do his gluing and I'll help you with the essay. We'll get this done in no time guys."

George smiles and sits down next to Clay, putting in an ear bud and opening up his laptop.

"Can we listen too?"

Nick asks George hesitantly. The brunette smiles and nods his head, unplugging the chord and playing music from his phone.

"Can I get you guys a drink?"

"Uhhh do you have-"

"Root beer? Always. What about you George? I've got soda, water, tea, I think we have apple juice too."

George shrugs and slips the song,

"I'll just take a water, thank you."

Clay stands up and walks to the kitchen, leaving Nick and George to themselves for the time being.

"You listen to Dream?"

Nick asks, checking the title of the familiar song.

"Oh uhm, yeah. I love all of his music."

Nick drums his fingers to the beat of the song,

"He has great music"

He glances towards Clay with a smirk as the blond hums a tune while gathering the drinks for his friends.

"Yep. I can't wait for his concert this weekend. I finally get to go to one."

"Oh that's cool. I'm at every concert so maybe I'll see you there."

George raises his eyebrows,

"Wait what? God you're so lucky. Every single one?"

"Every single one."

George smiles and leans forward in his seat.

"What's it like?"