YAELOKRE

"The arrows." 15

680 words

In the morning, you wake up. But not how you fell asleep. You wake up dressed. Like; ready to go somewhere. It was a cute outfit though, a green tank top, leg warmers, knee-length shorts, clogs, and a scarf, similar to Perrines. Your mask covers your face as you sit up, rubbing your head.

"Kingsley?" You call out, seeing the boy ready with his mask on his face, smiling. "Yes?" He answers, admiring how he dressed you. "Why.. Huh?" You question, gesturing to your outfit. "I dressed you! I wanted to get a head start in the day.. plus it's ten fifteen already, it's a great time to practice." He says excitedly.

"Uh.. is everyone else awake?" You ponder, watching him nod. "Yeah, Cole and Clémmie are singing and practicing, Perrines doodling.. when is she not?" He says as he chuckles, reaching out to take your hand and pull you up.

You take his hand, smiling as you stand up, stretching and cracking your joints/back. "Yeah.. uhm.. do you have the songs I'm gonan sing?" You ask, tilting your head as he nods with a bright smile. "Or, Cole was wondering if you wanted to have an instrument." He says, pulling you to the balcony upstairs where everyone was practicing.

"Uh.. what instrument?" You question, you weren't very talented, so.. you kinda had to learn quickly. "We have.. or I made a flute, a ukelele, acoustic guitar, and kalimba." He says, gesturing to the instruments. You turn to Cole, trying to figure out what instrument he has. "I play a baritone ukelele." He says, his voice quiet. It was never really intentional he just doesn't speak very loud.

You nod. "Is it any different from an actual ukelele?" You ask, just making casual conversation. "It's a mix between a guitar and ukelele. It's a little deeper pitched and bigger." He explains, pointing things out as he smiles. He was insanely excited talking about something he was passionate about.

"Ah.. what about a flute?" You ask, turning to look at Kingsley for his opinion. He shrugs, gesturing for you to talk to Cole and Clémmie, the lead singers.

Clémmie nods, thinking it's a rather good idea. "Yeah, it sounds like a good idea. I feel like it would pair well with his ukelele. Now.. since it's an oral instrument and not a-" she was innerupted by Perrine.

"Play the instrument, it's much easier to play than to worry about singing. You can always rely on the instrument doing you good but not your voice." She says flatly, saying the plain truth. It wasn't wrong.

"I heard you were a bit hesitant to sing rather than to do something else. So, it would make sense." She says as she smiles, looking up at you. She was drawing you. Wait.. you? Awwh. Looking a bit harder at the picture, on the back you see a bunch of notes, assuming it was just a doodle on the back of stuff she was gonna.. do something with?

As you nod, picking up the instrument Kingsley pulls you into his arms, kissing your head gently as he squeezes you; sudden cuteness aggression hitting him like a ton of bricks. "You're so freaking cute I wanna squeeze you." He mutters as he bites your shoulder, just standing there letting him attack you. "This is normal." You mutter to yourself, sighing faintly.

"So er.. did you ever learn how to play the flute in school?" Cole asks blankly, seeming a bit concerned despite his.. flat tone. You nod and shrug. "Kind of. My music teacher was a molester so we didn't learn many things but I do remember we did learn the flute. I know the basics but nothing.. fancy." You overexplain, everyone staring at you in horror. "What." They say in sync as you look at them confused.

"What? Was I supposed to say?" You question, tilting your head. "Not the molestation thing?" Clémmie says as Kingsley bursts out in laughter, wiping his tears as he tries to not piss himself from laughter.

(i'm gonna end it early cuz i js wanna move on)