What Can I Say?

Chapter One

'What were you doing anyways? It was really loud and I could barely hear what you were saying,' Alex asked when I rushed into Starbucks 15 minutes later.

I pulled an apologetic look and slipped out an easy lie. 'I had a lot of homework and when I was done, I took a shower and I had my music really loud. Sorry.' And the homework part was the truth, I just hadn't started it yet.

He bought it, thank God, and smiled, 'oh, how's school going anyways? I can't believe they're letting you graduate in the spring! Didn't they know you're a menace to society?' He teased as he pulled me into a hug, fondly ruffling my hair.

I stuck my tongue out childishly and fixed my hair. 'It's going fine, I can't wait for it all to be done though. It's like all the teacher are conspiring to give us so much work we won't be able to have a social life anymore.'

'Well knowing some of you, maybe that's a good thing..' 'Hey! And anyways what's up with all the 'let's pick on Tay jokes'? I pretended to be insulted.

He batted his eyes and asked in a small voice, 'Tay Tay? Will you please forgive me? I'm sorry for making mean jokes about you.' I accepted the latte he was offering me as he pouted with puppy dog eyes.

I took a contemplative sip and then narrowed my eyes at him. 'Are you trying to bribe me for forgiveness with a vanilla latte?' I asked feigning shock. 'Is it working?' He grinned. ' I took another sip. 'Yes'.

By the time he dropped me off at home before heading back to his dorm at college, the incident had been completely forgiven and forgotten. I slipped out of the car, waving goodbye and slipping inside.

I tried to be quiet because I knew our parents would be asleep already. I tiptoed up the stairs and into my room. I flipped on the light and then kicked off my boots, turning back my lime green comforter as I did.

I padded to my bathroom and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I stuck my tongue out at my reflection in the mirror and grabbed my night clothes from my dresser drawer. Tugging my shirt off and slipped out of my jeans, I pulled on a tank top and a pair of sweats.

I flopped on my bed and put on my head phones. I still had a bit of homework to finish before tomorrow and the essay I had yet to write was a quarter of my grade. I worked until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer and the words were blurring together. I finally gave up, that was all that was getting done tonight, the rest I'd just finish when I could and turn in late.

I lay there for a few minutes, listening as Janis Joplin's voice washed over me. She was my favorite female singer for a reason.

My friends didn't understand my music taste. While they're iPods were loaded down with crap like the Black Eyed Peas and Nikki Minaj, mine was filled with Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and Fleetwood Mac. I might not tell anyone that I could play the hell out of a guitar, I made no attempt to hide the fact I hated most of the junk they played on the pop stations these days.

I finally turned off my light and took my music out of my ears, eyes falling shut even as I snuggled deeper into the warm blankets surrounding me.

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So there was the first chapter, please give me some feedback :)