Faults, Scars, and Guitar Strings

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

I blasted the music from my stereo and started singing and dancing around the room. I was in a surprisingly good mood. My song Show Me Off played through the stereo. I had the song stuck in my head all day. Dancing and singing around the room seemed like the only way to get it out of my head.

Would you walk me to the door
and kiss me goodnight?
Would you hold my hand,
while we're walking inside?

Would you show me off?
Would you show me off?
Would you catch me
if I started to fall?

Would you hold me tight
if I got scared at night?
Would you show me off
to all your new friends?

Would you tell them I'm yours
when you have the time?
Would you show me off?
Would you show me off?

I wanna be showed off.
I want you to tell them
I'm your girl.
I want you to show me off.

Would you give me a ring,
and show me you care?
What would it take?
oh

What would it take?
Would you show me off?

"Celebrating something?"

I yelped and turned around to see who it was only to see my brother laughing in the doorway. I walked up and hit him in the arm, "You scared me!"

He laughed, "Not my fault you have your music up so high! It is a weird sight, seeing you dancing and singing to your own song in your room. Most artists sing to other artists' songs in their space time."

"What's up?" I changed the subject.

"Just have the day off from the movie and wanted to know if you wanted to do anything."

"Really?" my eyes lit up.

He nodded, "I need some sister time."

I grinned, "I need some brother time too."

"Good, what should we do?"

"Well I am getting hungry," I told him.

He rolled his eyes, "There again?"

I giggled, "It's my favorite place!"

"Okay," he laughed, "Let's go. You're lucky I love Chinese food."

"Yes!" I cheered. I turned off my stereo and took my iPod off it before grabbing my bag on the floor. I take up every chance with David I can get. He's been extremely busy lately and I rarely have time to see him.

"You never answered my question," he said.

"What was it?" I asked.

"Were you celebrating something just now?"

"I was actually!" I smiled. "I made the cross country team!"

"That's great Kay!" he hugged me.

"Thanks. Dylan did too."

"What made you decide to join the team?" he asked as we walked out to his car.

I shrugged, "I wanted to have a good year this year and I wanted a way to stay in shape without having to get up at five every morning to work out. I'm taking a gym class and I joined the cross country team. It's something new for me because I've never been on a team before."

"I think it'll be great for you. I'll go to whatever meets I can make it to."

"Thank you," I said and I hopped in his car.