chapter 8

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Everyone was sitting mucking around in the front of the bus but I had decided to shut myself away in the back and write some lyrics. I was in that kind of reflective mood were I just need to get all the thoughts out of my head. Thoughts of my grandpa were going round my head and how much I miss him, I wished I had had more time with him. I started writing the stuff on paper and didn’t notice until the water hit my notebook that I was crying. I heard the door start to open so quickly wiped away my tears. I don’t like people seeing me cry so I always shut myself away when I feel like it, which is also why I normally write lyrics on my own since most of them I end up crying while writing. The couch dipped down beside me and someone put their arm around my shoulders pulling me in for a hug.

“What’s wrong” Alex asked.

“Nothing” I said sniffing and wiping my eyes to try to stop from crying more. I hid my notebook under the pillow but Alex saw and went to lift it up, when he saw what it was he looked at me.

“Can I read it” he asked, I don’t really like people reading my lyrics apart from sky and Sebastian, until they have seen them nobody else does. But it is Alex, he’s one of my heroes and one of the reasons I got the idea to join a band. I nodded and he started reading before sitting the book down and looking at me. “Who’s it about”

“my grandpa, I miss him, I didn’t even get to say bye, the last time I saw him he tried to talk to me but I was too busy to listen, we were on holiday and our neighbour phoned us to say he had been taken to hospital, we got another call on the drive back home to say he had died” I said starting to cry again. I regret it all the time not making time to talk to my grandpa that day, I know it wouldn’t have saved him or anything, it would just mean I would have gotten to talk to him one last time.

“This is a really good song, im sure he would be proud of you”

“You know you’re one of my inspirations for being in a band and writing lyrics. I went through being really down and sky and bas were the only ones who knew they helped me through it and we got the idea to start a band so I turned all my feelings into songs”

“Why were you down?”

“Started high school all my old friends turned their backs on me apart from bas. Got bullied. Nobody cared about me though, I got pinned against the school bus window once and everyone just sat and watched. I would go home from school and cry or take my anger out on my drums, I never told my parents until my brother saw me crying and I told him so he told them. I just started feeling worse about everything so I would just shut myself away and listen to music whenever I could. Sky and bas were the only ones of my friends that knew about how I actually felt and they helped me, so did music as cliché as it sounds” I don’t know why im telling Alex all of this, I guess I just feel like I can trust him. I’ve never really told people my feelings, I didn’t even let all my friends read my lyrics.

“Why didn’t you tell your parents about how you felt” I had to try not to laugh at that question which just made him give me a weird look.

“my dad always thought I would cut or something, I couldn’t tell him or he would just tell me I was being stupid and check my arms for cuts, plus I let him read one of my songs once and he just made a joke about it and didn’t even ask what it was about, if he had he would have known”

“That sucks, if you ever need to talk im here” he said and hugged me just as the door burst open and jack came bouncing in, im not even joking he literally came bouncing in like a kangaroo.

“I thought you were coming to see if she wanted to watch peter pan” he asked before he noticed me. “Shit Alex what did you do” he asked coming over and sitting on my other side before pulling me to him for a hug. “I know what would cheer you up” I looked up at him waiting for him to continue but instead he just picked me up and walked through to the front lounge dumping me on the couch beside Sebastian and sitting on my other side. I leant against Sebastian as peter pan started, he was right this will cheer me up.

“Alex, my mum will run away with you” I said when he walked through, he looked at me strange as sky just burst out laughing “you ask Wendy to run away with you, my mum is Wendy” I explained. I had played somewhere in never land to my mum when it was released and shown her a picture of alex before asking if she would run away with him, she said she would, but I mean who wouldn’t.

“Did you seriously ask your mom if she would run away with Alex” zack asked laughing slightly.

“Yup, I showed her a picture of him as well, she agreed to it so you just need to go get her and you can be her lost boy”

“You are not a normal child” rian laughed so I threw the closest thing to me at him which just happened to be a shoe. “Owe that hurt” he said pouting at me. The bus door opened and flyzik, Austin and Alan walked on with popcorn.

“What happened to rian” flyzik asked looking at rians face.

“She threw a shoe at me” he said like a kid pointing his finger at me.

“did not” “did” “not” “did” “not” “did” “not” “d..”

“enough, god, right don’t throw shoes we need him” flyzik said looking at me “and stop acting like a kid, it’s bad enough with alex and jack” he continued looking at rian. “Anyway we have popcorn for movie night” he said throwing a bag at each of us and putting the rest on the counter. Half way through the movie I felt a bit of popcorn hit me before jack giggling like a little girl. I threw abit back at him, this went on for a while until I threw one and missed, hitting Alex instead who ran over and jumped on me.

“Why would you waste good popcorn” he whispered before letting out a breath as jack jumped on him. The light on the bus got turned on and I looked up to see everyone looking at us apart from Sebastian who was curled over in laughter.

“What the fuck did you do to the bus” Sam asked looking at the ground covered in popcorn. Me and jack looked at him innocently while pointing at alex.

“I didn’t do anything, it was they two” he shouted pointing at us.

“was not, were good kids” I shouted ruffling jacks hair.

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