Set It Off

Sing It

O L I V E R

Yesterday was weird and I have a feeling that today won't be any better. Right now though, I was chilling with Alex who had colored his hair blue for some obvious reason (I think he was planning to match Jack and his tuxedos) which is cute I suppose. We were sat outside school, on the same bench we always sit on, talking about the same things we always talk about while smoking the same cigarettes we always smoke. Or, I was smoking. Alex was more of an ambitious person and  thought that he had a chance in the music industry so he didn't want to ruin his lungs while I on the other hand, didn't mind if I so lost my voice because of this cancer stick. It keeps me calm and it's just pleasing me. 

"A very hetero hello to you both," Josh said as he arrived. Alex greeted him but I only nodded. Yesterday he had been flirting with this redhead. Like, I know we're not a thing but still he's kind of mine. Like, just mine. And it bothers me that he later has the nerve to invite me to a club with this Zeke redheaded freak. It's like he's trying to make me mad at him. Or he's just oblivious to the fact that we're both really trying to bang him. No, I think he's trying to make me jealous. And I don't play those game. Honey, hell to the no. 

Josh seemed to have noticed this, as he started a conversation with Alex rather than hugging me or just giving me attention like he does every other morning. I frowned but I guess it was my own fault.    I need him to realize that he needs me. Yes, that is an great idea. 

"Sykes! You coming?" Gaskarth shouted as him and everyone else outside was walking towards the entrance of the school. I nodded, tossed the cigarette to the ground and walked after them.

"Basically all you have to do is to write a short song, it doesn't need to be about anything specific or be complicated as long as you all choose at least one instrument to go with it. That's all you have to do before prom and summer. Now keep in mind that this is your last lesson to impress me and to improve your grades. You all have two hours to complete this assignment and then we'll take one hour to show it to the class. Let's go." our lovely music teacher said and as on que there were seniors moving all over the fucking room, grabbing partners and running to an empty classroom to practice. Some of them had already written a song (like the dedicated motherfuckers they are) while some of them, me and Josh, had not. Even though I was mad with Josh I did promise to be his partner so I'll stand by it. But I'll also stand by the fact that I'm going to make him understand that I don't need him at all, he needs me. Okay that's a big fucking lie but whatever it'll work.

"Hey partner," Josh nervously said and sat down next to me. Our teacher had gone to the cafeteria to drink coffee and do adult shit with other teachers for the next two hours so we were all alone. 

"Hey." I responded, probably more harsher than I meant to. 

"O-key. So, I stayed up all night and wrote this. I'm just going to give it to you, and play it for you on the guitar so you'll have an idea of what it's going to sound like." Josh tossed me a copy of his paper and then moved to get a guitar and sit across from me. He cleared his throath and sang.

"Hell had you by the throath. 

You never got to heaven but you got real close. 

Your past has you in a choke hold

You deserve it from what I've been told.

I call my bluff, say, "What do you want?"
I'm looking down at you from the top.
I beg for attention in small doses.
Leave the scene smelling of dead roses.

Loverboy, you play those hearts like toys.
Don't you feel bad, don't you feel bad, feel bad for them?

This is your night with arms wide open.
I'm the option you shouldn't have chosen.
Scared of the dark, the door's wide open.
This is the night you'll regret in the morning.

Loverboy, you play those hearts like toys.
Don't you feel bad, don't you feel bad, feel bad for them?"