Beautiful Eyes [GeminiFourth AU]

Part 20

Fot's POV:

"What do you think?"

Sound has been reviewing the lyrics I wrote last night. I have so much I want to tell Tinn, but I also have to think about what other people think about their crushes. However, I'm still having problems organizing my thoughts. For some reason, I feel concerned or preoccupied.

"For the third time Fot, wait." Sound said, looking a bit irritated now.

"How long are you going to read that? It's just two verses." Win told him.

"Because I'm already thinking about the other verses. Can you mind your own business?"

Win jumped to his feet and prepared to fight Sound, but I intervened right away. These two can fight and argue all the time. Rarely do they agree with each other.

"We're here to create a song, okay? Please lets not fight." I told them.

Though they rolled their eyes, they both took a seat again, and Sound started writing a few words on my notes. He's actually been thinking about the song lately.

"That's all I have for now."

I got my notes back from Sound and read what he had written. I was very stunned by what he wrote.

He composed an entire verse that matched the ones I had just finished. I feel embarrassed by what I wrote.

"I'm able to visualize what you aim to achieve with your song. You seem to be so attracted to the person you like that you talk about all the things you find charming about him, and as a result, you strongly desire him to be yours."

I got up and gave a clap in response to what Sound had said. As if he could read my thoughts.

"You took the words right out of my mind, my friend." I told him.

Sound took my notes back from me and checked them once more.

"If these are the initial lyrics, then it can't be a slow song. It should be catchy with a little bass and drum." Sound suggested.

"Yes, I already got a tune in my head while writing my lyrics last night." I told them and went to the small stage that we have in our club room.

I took Yo's guitar and started playing some tune. Though it's not perfect, I'm attempting to convey to them my vision for the sound. Por got up right away and took a position behind his keyboard. He listened to me for a long time before beginning to play the piano. It took a minute for the music to sound harmonious.

Sound came on stage with us, but he was only observing. When Pat took a seat behind the drums, he and Sound were talking carefully about how they would combine the drums with the music. Pat was waiting for the perfect time to join us. Before I took out my notes to check how things were going, I gave Yo back the guitar and told him the notes I used.

"Hey! This is actually working pretty well," I told them.

"We already got the idea of the rhythm. Once you're done with your lyrics, tell us so we can work it all out," Win told us.

I gave them a thumbs up.

All throughout the week, all me and my friends did during breaktime was create the song.

But lately, for whatever reason, the words in our lyrics are not making sense at all or are not progressing all that much. We're working with Sound to match whatever comes to mind, but there's still something missing. We cannot figure out what it is.

"Let's call it a day. We still have few days to prepare and the others are catching up with the rhythm so we could do this. Lets just rest for the weekend."