Dawn Davenport: funny, sarcastic and a lovable person. Her world is crazy, involved with a trio and her best friend, Leo who they share many dangerous and fun experiences. Will she fall in love along the way? Or heartbroken by her own family's secr...
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I was hanging out with Adam, Chase, and the new guy, Marcus. He was strumming an electric guitar, fingers flying over the frets like magic. "Oh, sweet! Look at your fingers go! It's like each one has a little brain of its own." Adam said, wiggling his fingers theatrically.
"Thanks." Marcus said with a small grin. "You know, you guys are the only people who have talked to me at this school. I hate being the new kid." he groaned, making me nod, taking me way back to when I was one.
"Yeah, we used to be the new kids that no one talked to." Adam said, smiling—but the smile faded. "Now we're just the vaguely familiar kids that no one talks to." He raised his hand for a high-five, as if surviving middle school obscurity was some kind of epic achievement.
I scoffed, throwing them a glare. "Speak for yourself." He raised one eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You always hang out with us. Who else do you talk to other than us?"
I opened my mouth to answer. "I talk to—" Chase gave me a little nudge, urging me on, but I froze. Frustration bubbled up, and I snapped. "Shut up! You don't know who I talk to or don't!" I crossed my arms tightly across my chest, puffing it up like a defiant child, though I knew deep down he was right. Marcus laughed softly, the sound warm and teasing, and shot me a cheeky wink. Just then, Leo strolled over, his eyes sweeping over the group with that familiar mix of suspicion and dramatic flair, as if he'd arrived just in time to catch some top-secret mischief. "Hey, peeps. What's the deal-io?"
"Hi. I'm Marcus." He introduced himself, holding his hand out for a handshake but Leo looked at him awkwardly, putting his hand down. "I know. We have gym together. And study hall. And also chemistry." Leo rattled off, but when Marcus still didn't seem to recognize him, he added. "We're lab partners."
"Oh. I... did not know that." Marcus admitted, glancing suddenly at Chase. "Chase, you ever play guitar?"
"No, but I've always wanted to." Chase replied. I nodded along, silently agreeing—I'd always wanted to play too. "Well, I'm a jammer as well. My rocking is only eclipsed by my rolling." Leo bragged, puffing himself up. I rolled my eyes whilst Chase looked unimpressed. "Leo, your mum said you played the clarinet for three weeks until you swallowed the reed." Leo's eyes narrowed, and snapped in defeat. "I passed it!" I giggled, and Adam nodded knowingly, clearly appreciating the absurdity of the story.
Marcus smiled and proceed to hand Chase his guitar. "Here, Chase. You want to give it a go?"
"W—yeah... yeah. Sure. Why not?" He slung the guitar over his shoulder, and the moment his fingers hit the strings, it was clear he was unnaturally talented. Probably because he was a genius, but still, it was jaw-droppingly impressive. He got lost in the moment so much so that he began going round in circles on the floor. He got lost in the music, spinning in circles on the floor as if the sound alone carried him away. Adam and Leo stared, mouths agape, and nearby students froze, equally stunned. When he finally realized he was playing flawlessly—even though he'd never touched a guitar before—he came to a halt, stood up, and handed the instrument over to Marcus, who blinked in disbelief.
