Grey p.o.v.
"Dad you know I hate that name!""But I always call you that when you were small....."I walked in annoyed at my dad for the millionth time. This is my dad like half the time. He butters me up with the past and then goes to his "studies" and never comes out. I spend most of my time in the house doing whatever.
"Sweetie I'll be in my office, holler if you need me." As I watched his walking figure go up the stairs. I couldn't help but whisper it.
"Like you would ever listen out." He didn't hear me of course, who would in this massive house. There's no point in exploring because well I've already done that countless times.
So I did what anyone would do. Sit in front of a TV screen with munchies for hours but I'm not anyone so instead I actually do something else. Luckily I left my guitar somewhere in my room.I like to make songs and practically sing because it helps me relax. There laid my Chi on the side of my bed. Chi was my very first guitar and she's still in good shape too. I've wrote a couple of songs with her and what I really like to do is sing them and then try to make them better.
Tuning my guitar is one thing I don't like to do because it's annoying but I have to learn somehow. As I sat by my window which has a beautiful view of the forest. The breeze in my face puts me in the mood and I just let go and start playing:
I'm just a girl, in a lonely world
With no where to go
And I'm just not afraid to say my way my way in doubt
And youuuuuu, taught me how to fly
And youuuuuu, may have needed me, that nightI'm just a girl in a world
Nothing to hide but, I'd never tell a soul
Yeah I'm just a girl in my own world
Not gonna hide no more, I'm not gonna fight no moreBut I, don't want to leave you by your side
And I don't want to go and hurt my family by your side
So I'm gonna go, I'm gonna leave
It's going to hurt but I promise
You will see
There's no hope, for meAs I finished up with the song I had the feeling I was being watched. I hadn't noticed it because I was so into the song. My eyes were closed the whole time because I didn't bother opening them, until.....
"Why are you crying?"
I quickly opened my eyes to see who had said that and right in front of me was a boy with piercing yellow blue eyes. I touched my eyes and he was right, the wetness confirmed that I had been crying. Yet I didn't answer him cause I was still shocked myself. The silence didn't last long."Did you make that song?" He say lazily across from me on the windowsill, just staring at me.
"Yeah"I looked at him probably looking like a ill mannered girl with my puffy eyes and pale skin. Yet he seemed perfectly entranced about me. This was getting ridiculous.
"Who are you?" I narrowed my eyes at him feeling very annoyed of his presence. Whoever this person was.
"Who's the song about?" He slightly leaned in my direction, looking very interested in what my song is about.
"You ask a lot of questions when you should be answering mine. who. are. you?" I was getting even more annoyed by the minute. Who is this guy?! What the hell does he want?! How the hell did he get to my window? It's like three stories high!
"I'm Kale, now who's the song about?" Well at least he wasn't being difficult. Yet still his calmness still got on my nerves.
"Not telling you and quite frankly it's none of your business, so could you please leave."
"Fine." He just jumped off somewhere but I didn't care I was still processing the fact that I cried. It was a pretty emotional song that needs to be finished but why? Could it have been.....that day?
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Alone
Teen FictionGrey Waters just got back from her mom's house. Seeing her dad is the last thing she wants to do. It's not like she hates him or anything, it's just been a long year........