(Dipper pov)
I sit in BIll's car as he drives us to his house for one final practice before tonight. I flip through different pages of different songs I have been working on trying to think of which one to have us practice. "Any luck deciding on one Pinetree?"
"No, none so far."
"How about we practice a cover song instead and save the ones you came up with for tonight. Sound good?"
"Yeah that will work."
He pulls into his driveway where Kill is already setting up his bass. I shove my notebook back in my bag before getting out and set up my guitar as Bill grabs his drumsticks. "You ready Pinetree?"
"Yeah, I think so." I finish hooking the guitar up to the amp as Bill starts the song.
"You say that I'm messing with your head
All 'cause I was making out with your friend
Love hurts whether it's right or wrong
I can't stop 'cause I'm having too much fun
You're on your knees
Begging, "Please, stay with me"
But, honestly I just need to be a little crazy
All my life I've been good
But now I'm thinking, "What the hell"
All I want is to mess around
And I don't really care about
If you love me, if you hate me
You can't save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good
But, now what the hell
What? What? What? What the hell?
So, what if I go out on a million dates
You never call or listen to me anyway
I'd rather rage than sit around and wait all day
Don't get me wrong, I just need some time to play
You're on your knees
Begging, "Please, stay with me"
But, honestly I just need to be a little crazy
All my life I've been good
But now I'm thinking, "What the hell"
All I want is to mess around
And I don't really care about
If you love me, if you hate me
You can't save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good
But now, what the hell
You say that I'm messing with your head, boy
I like messing in your bed
Yeah, I am messing with your head
When I'm messing with you in bed
All my life I've been good
But now I'm thinking, "What the hell"
All I want is to mess around
And I don't really care about
All my life I've been good
But now I'm thinking, "What the hell"
All I want is to mess around
And I don't really care about
If you love me, if you hate me
You can't save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good
But, now what the hell"
I look over at Kill hearing him chuckle softly. "What is it?"
"Nothing, just don't think I've ever heard you swear before."
"Well maybe I'm not the same person I used to be."
"You going to get a tattoo now then?"
"Um.....I don't really like needles.....a-and that kind of thing last forever...."
"Dude, relax. I'm just fucking around with you."
Bill puts his arm around my shoulders and kisses my cheek, making me blush slightly as Kill pretends to throw up. "Oh grow up, Kill. Come one let's get you home Pinetree. Do you want me to pick you up later?"
"No, my dad can drive me on his way to work tonight."
"Alright and don't even think of worrying about the guitar, me and Kill will take care of absolutely everything for tonight."
"Are you sure?"
"Totally. Now come on."
Setting the guitar down I get in Bill's car and he starts it up and begins the drive to take me home. "Why have you started liking the songs that swear and are more aggressive?"
"I don't know. You said before that I had a lot to say. I guess this is just my way of saying the things that I have kept inside of me for so long. You know that those song lyrics weren't aimed at you. It was just the song."
"Don't worry, I know that. Just like I know that are going to be fucking awesome tonight." He kisses me on the cheek as he pulls into my driveway.
YOU ARE READING
The Song of My Soul
Fiksi PenggemarEver since Dipper was little he's loved music. He would love listening to any music he could get his hands on, especially cds from his dad's old band. While his dad is more than supportive of Dipper wanting to be a musician, his mother is quite the...
