The Power of Music (GxG) [ON HOLD]

Sweet and Charming (Quinn's POV)

Strumming the D chord in my guitar, while singing a song in these four walled walls. I don't know what to do today, so I just decided to lock myself in my room and play guitar all day. 

You had your dreams, I had mine

You had your fears, I was fine

It showed me what I couldn't find

When two different worlds collide

Singing the words, while staring at the wall in front of me. I really love music. It can bring me into different places by imagination and by it's lyrics. It feels so relieving when you're singing, it's like removing a thorn in your chest.

While singing along with my strumming, I feel my phone vibrate over the bed. 

'Hey Quinn, wanna go shopping?' Elisa texts. I let out a deep sigh, thinking if I should go or not. I'm a little bored here though, so I texted back. 'Sure. pick me up'.

Elisa's my childhood friend. She's shopaholic, and rich, of course. Her hair's black with little curls, while mine is dirty blonde that falls right along the shoulders, with same curls as hers. Her eyes brown, while mine's blue. She's around 5''6, and I'm 5''5.

I stood up and find my way over my closet. Grabbing a simple white tops and blue skinny jeans. I'm not really the type of person that will spend half an hour just to pick a right dress for her, by the fact that, I always look real good on whatever I wear. 

Satisfying myself, I sigh in front of the mirror. I hear the doorbell ring. I walk down the stairs towards the door. I slide myself inside the car's passenger seat. "What's up" I say, settling myself in the seat, then closing the door. 

The car ride is quite fun. Nodding our head over the radio's music. "How are you and Tom?" Elisa blurts out, looking over me and to the road. I let out a groan before rolling my eyes. "Nothing" I reply, looking outside the window.

Tom's nice, but he's NOT my boyfriend. He wants to, but I DON'T. I don't feel the heat when I'm with him. The kind of 'heat' you feel when you're with someone you love. I keep on telling him that I only like him as a friend, but he doesn't seem to care, by the fact that he keeps on flirting on me - which is very annoying.

"Why don't you give him a chance?" She say, entering the parking lot. "Never" I roll my eyes again, but now, over her.  

We park at the mall's parking lot, and made our way inside the mall. "What you gonna buy?" I ask, as we walk inside a shop. "I don't know" she shrug. "I just want to shop" I raise my eyebrow towards her. I don't really know why Shopaholics are like these. They've pretty much bought everything inside the mall, I can't seem to think why they keep on shopping and wasting there money, If they had so much extras to wear.

(2 hours later)

"Let's go eat" I say, pulling her inside a restaurant, while she carries her 10 paperbags. She gives in. We found a seat at the corner of the restaurant and settles ourselves on it. "What do you want?" I ask, grabbing the menu from the waiter. "Just one vegetarian burger and a vanilla milkshake" I nod and told the waiter our orders, then he walks off.

"So, is it really final that you're moving school?" she ask, sadly. I nod. "Yeah. Dad couldn't afford it anymore." I reply, looking down the table, Ashamed. "What school?" 

"Stanford High" I reply. Our orders came. "Thank you" we both mumble, the waiter nod and walks off again. "Is it just 6 blocks away from our school?" she ask, raising both her eyebrows. I nod, again. "Great! then we can see eachother every after school then, or in weekends!" she exclaims. That's whats good in Elisa, she's always sweet and caring. She looks like a total snob when you first see her, but as you get to know her, you'll like her attitude. Sweet and Charming. "Yeah" I say, grabbing a fork to start munching my food.

"Call me anytime when someone bullied you there okay?" she say, before sipping her milkshake. "Elisa, we're all grown up now. We can take care of ourselves" I smirk. I hear my phone ringing, so I pull it out of my pocket and click answer. 

'Dad,' I say, my voice sounding bored.

'Quinn, I'm going home late tonight. Maybe around 10. So could you make yourself a dinner?' I groan. Dad can much be so caring sometimes. He's always thinking that I'm still the little girl he always carry around on his shoulder. My mom died when she was giving birth to me, so my dad raised me on his own. That's why he keeps on doing overtime, to have enough tuition for me. We're not that poor or anything, my rich uncle, from my mother side, keeps on sending me an allowance every month, but  it's not much for my tuition.

'Dad. I'm 17. I can cook myself a dinner.' I groan, letting him hear it. I hear him say okay and that's good. Then I say I love you then I hang up.

Elisa and I continued our chit chat while eating our food. We talked about school, friends and other fun stuffs. 

She park at my front yard and we both walk our way inside my house. Making ourselves comfortable on my couch, as I open the telivision.

"Ghaaad, I'm so bored" Elisa whines, sliding her body off the couch. I smirk and change the channel of the t.v.. "Yeah, me too" I reply, yawning. "Can I sleep here tonight?" Elisa asks. I don't really know why she like to sleep in my house, by the fact, that her house if 5 times bigger than mine.

"Sure" I mumble, trying to make myself awake. I look at the clock and it says 6:30pm. We both  decided to head to my room and skip dinner, because we're still full from what we ate. As soon as I enter, I let myself fall onto my bed, feeling the softness of the sheet. 

I look at what Elisa's doing. Of course, she's strumming my guitar, she always does that. I tried to teach her how to play it once, but she keeps on complaining that her fingertip's getting sour, so I got tired of it. I let her strum, even if it blows out my eardrum from the sound she was making. 

"I'm going to shower" I say, walking towards the bathroom, and locking it once I enter. I pull my white tops up and slid my skinny jeans down. I slid myself into the steaming shower, letting the water fall over my face. After I'm satisfied of my cleanliness, I stuff my way out and wrap the towel around my body. 

I walk out of the bathroom, seeing Elisa, still playing on my guitar. "I still can't play the G chord!" she whine. I smirk, and grab a shirt and a pajama from my closet. After wearing it, I bounce over my bed, feeling fresh.  

A/N : Guyz... the link of the song is on the Youtube Video beside ------>

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