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It's been 2 hours since I started my shift, and it hasn't been too busy. I'm finally on break, so I'm getting ready to play some songs.

I plug in the piano and scroll through my playlist to decide what I want to sing today. I hear the bell above the door ringing, which means someone's entering or leaving.

I look up from my phone and spot someone quite familiar.

Seriously? Why is she everywhere I am,
I literally can't get a break from her. I see her ordering some drink from Lucy and roll my eyes. Ms. Jones drinks. Ofcourse she does. Nothing surprises me anymore with her.

I put down my phone and turn on the mic.
"Hi everyone I'm Saylor, this one's called therefore I am." I turn on the karaoke version and let it play.

I see Ms. Jones looking at me with the most confused look, probably not knowing what to do since she's drinking in a bar where her student works. I close my eyes and get in my own little bubble.

I'm not your friend or anything, damn
You think that you're the man
I think, therefore, I am
I'm not your friend or anything, damn
You think that you're the man
I think, therefore I am
Stop, what the hell are you talking about? Ha
Get my pretty name outta your mouth
We are not the same with or without
Don't talk 'bout me like how you might know how I feel
Top of the world, but your world isn't real
Your world's an ideal
So, go have fun
I really couldn't care less
And you can give 'em my best, but just know
I'm not your friend or anything, damn
You think that you're the man
I think, therefore I am
I'm not your friend or anything, damn
You think that you're the man
I think, therefore I am

I hear some people applauding, I thank them and look over to Lucy to see if she'll let me play another one. She nods and I mouth her a thank you. I see Ms. Jones turned around with her back facing me. Whatever. I get up and sit behind the piano.

"Alright this one's completely different from the first one. It's called stuck in my head."

Is it normal
The way I can't help second-guessing
Is it normal
Wishing I could put my thoughts to bed
And be in the moment
For just a moment
Cause it feels like I'm always somewhere else instead
Is it normal
How I get stuck in my head

Is it normal
The way I can't help second-guessing
Is it normal
Wishing I could put my thoughts to bed
And be in the moment
For just a moment
Cause it feels like I'm always somewhere else instead
Is it normal
How I get stuck in my head

Music gives me a feeling of reassurance I will never find anywhere else. It will forever be my comfort place. Feeling sad? Music's there. Angry? Music's there. Depressed? Music's there. Happy? Music's there. Stressed? Music's there.

I thank everyone, turn the piano and mic off and get back to the bar. Lucy praises me as always, I give her a hug but tell her she's really overreacting.

She asks if I can serve the lady at the bar another drink, because she has to check something in the back for the orders. I sigh because I know who she's referring to, but tell her I got it.

I walk over to Ms. Jones. "Another vodka redbull?" I grab her empty class and rinse it out before she can respond. I make her another drink in a clean glass and put it down in front of her.

"I didn't know you could sing."

Oh now she's trying to talk, after she either picked on me, or after she pretty much ignored me during detention.

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