I had a good feeling about this weekend, and it kinda turned out good.
It was saturdays morning. Its usually the day when the whole family sits together for a breakfast. Today I was the one who had to make the food. I decided to make some eggs with bacon, and some pancakes for my "lovely" brother. I got up at 8am, cause I knew everyone else will be up by 9am. So I went down a little tired, but the coffee gave me enegry.
Oh yeah, I haven't talked about the family dog, Ezra. He is a very energetic beagle, with a big belly. No, seriously, he LOVES to eat anything thats edible.
As always he greeted me in the kitchen, waiting for his own breakfast.
-If you wait a little, you can get a bacon top of your dry dog food.- I said to him. He instantly sat down with patience in his eyes.
I started to look for the materials in the fridge, and I found everything. I started to fry the eggs and the bacons. As the first bacon was done, I put it top of Ezra's food, and gave it to him. He started to eat like there is no time to eat, but he is like that.
After the food was ready, I put out some plate on the table along with forks and knives.
The time was 8:55am when my parents and my brother, Mike came down to eat.
After breakfast, I sat down to study. The exams are next week, and I almost know everything, perfect.
After like 3-4 hours I didnt even realise how fast the time was going. My whole body was numb, I had to get a little break, so I went down to chek on whats up.
My Mom was watching the TV, and my Dad and Mike was playing chess on the table.
-Looks fun.- I said to them while examining the chess table.
-It is, do you wanna join?- Mike asked.
-Sadly, I cant, but later in the afternoon I can beat you.- I smiled at him.
-We will see then.- He smiled back.
-Scarlett, daring.- Mom called.
-Yes Mom?- I went to her this time.
-Can you bring up some pasta from the basement for later? I want to do spaghetti for lunch.- She said.
-Yeah, ofcourse.- And I was on my way to the basement.Down there, while I was searching on the food shelf, I noticed something on top of a cabinet.
So I went there and cheked. I found a big black box up there and when I opened it I couldnt belive what I saw. A really beautiful deep red guitar. It looked very new, but I found a note next to it. 'From Gizelle to Richard, 2010' I read. Gizelle is my Moms name and Richard is my Dads.
-Woah, this is old then.- I tought.
-Are you coming sweetie?- I heard my Mom.
-Yes!- I shouted back. I quickly put the box back where I found it, then I grabbed the pasta and went back up.
-Here mom, I put it to the kitchen counter.- I said.
-Thank you.- She said while watchin some cooking channel.
I went back up my room, and started thinking. I knew that I had to bring up the guitar, because it really interests me and I want to try it out so bad. So after lunch when the others were on a siesta, I went down in silence, grabbed the beauty out of the box, and carefully went back to my room. I calmed down when I closed the door after myself.
-Mission complete.- I said.
I started to look closely for details. the guitar had a beautiful shine, and I noticed that it has a black strap attached to it, so you can play it while standing, really cool.
-I need to learn on this.- I tought. So I grabbed my phone, and I downloaded some guitar tuner app to tune it. But when I started to slowly roll the string adjuster, one of the strings snapped. Why do i tought that it will be easy? Its almost 12 year old guitar, and no one used it. i was sad about it but then I remebered there is a musician store in like a ten minute walk.
I got up a grey sweater, because i already had a white oversized t-shirt and a baggy jean on. I put on my glasses, otherwise i will be blind, and I got a black base ball hat up too.
I got the guitar on my back like the cool ones in school. I felt VERY cool in the mirror, hehe.
I sneaked down, got up my shoe and left the house.
-Good evening.- I said as i opened the door. it was a little store. The owner was an old man, he was really sweet.
-Ah, hello Miss, what can I do for you? He asked with a smile.
So uhm, I have an issue with my guitar. I found it in my basement, it was my dads present in the 2010, and no one ever played on it, but now I want to, but when I wanted to tune in, one of the strings snapped, because I think they are too old.- I put down the guitar on the table. the old man put on his little glasses, and started to examine the guitar.
-Yes, its a really expensive one, you are lucky to start learning on this.- He smiled.
-And ofcourse I can do it for you, I will replace all the strings for you, it take 10-15 minutes.- He smiled.
-Okay then ill go look around then.- I said.
I was looking at some music books, when I noticed that there is someone else in the store too. I dont know how I didnt noticed when I got in. He was looking at the electric guitars, so I only saw his back, but I didnt care, I went back to the books, when I realized that he is the boy from our new neighbours. I was interested in the electric guitars too, so I had no choice, but to go to him.
-Interesed in music, huh?- He turned to me when I walked there.
-Yeah, I see you too.- I replied.
-Mhm.- He was looking at a blue one, while I was looking at a white one.
-By the way im Scarlett.- I said continuing the conversation.
-Finn.- He said.
-Oh I know.- I smirked.
-From where?- He looked at me.
-Your dad said 'come on Finn, say something' yesterday, remember?- I looked at him too.
-Oh right.- He said.-Miss your guitar is done.- The old man said.
-It will be 40 dollars.- He smiled again. I payed and thanked him the work. When I was about to leave I heard Finns voice. -
-Heyy! Wait for me!- he shouted. When he was there too we walked out from the store.
-Why do you want to come with me?- I asked.
-Basically we live next to each other, so im going home the same way as you do.-
-True.- And we walked together home.
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