A few hours later, Leo called everyone involved with the guitar incident. I crossed my arms, annoyed, as Leo stepped forwards and looked at Adam, Chase, and myself with craziness in his eyes.
"I'm telling you. Marcus is playing some kind of twisted, psychological game, and I can prove it. Exhibit A:" Leo held up a small piece of plastic, "I lifted a fingerprint from Marcus' guitar."
Adam, Chase, and I glanced at each other, then turned back to Leo, slow clapping.
"Oh, that is fantastic, Leo," Chase said sarcastically. "You proved without a shadow of a doubt that Marcus' guitar is-" he gasped, "-his!"
"True... but he then removed said guitar and deliberately- deliberately, mind you- smashed it." Exhibit B:" he pulled out a plastic bag full of random crap, "Paint chips and a hair."
"Ooh." Adam sounded disgusted.
"...which just happened to be my mom's. Nonetheless, we know she did not do this!"
"Leo," Chase stepped forward, "are you afraid that, by us befriending Marcus, there won't be any room left for you?"
"What? No, are you kidding me? I'm awesome!" He stood up in some sort of heroic pose. "That guy's bad news."
I sighed.
"Don't worry, Leo. You're still our best friend. But you can't have a best friend unless you have a friend who's a not best friend. Okay? So he does fill a void," Adam pointed out.
"That's not what this is about..." Leo groaned.
"Look, Leo," Chase sighed, "we'll talk about this later, okay? Adam and I have to go meet Marcus. We're gonna be late for the concert."
"Wait, concert? You guys are playing a concert?" Chase nodded. "...and Marcus will be there?" Chase nodded again. "Uh, I'll be right back." I super-speeded up the steps and quickly changed into an outfit that wasn't akin to sweat pants and a raggedy t-shirt. I quickly used my visual manipulation to make my hair look black with pink, blue, and green streaks. I raced back down the steps and met with Adam and Chase.
"Alright! Let's go!"
"Why do you care how you look so much all of a sudden?" Adam sighed.
"I don't know... Marcus is kind of cute, I guess." Adam and Chase rolled their eyes as we got into the car.
"Hey, Marcus," I smiled as we approached. "What's up?"
"Hey, Skai," he blushed. Adam and Chase gave a small greeting and then walked away to set up the gear. "Mr. Davenport is letting me use his guitar for the concert."
"Yeah, I heard. I'm kinda in that household for the time being, remember?"
He chuckled.
"Oh yeah, right..." He picked up the guitar and looked at it as I came over.
"You know, I've never actually played a guitar before, but I've always wanted to."
"Seriously?" He walked over to me. "Well, we've got some time before the concert. I could teach you."
"Yeah, sure!" He handed the guitar to me and I slipped the strap over my head. Marcus came over and grabbed my hands.
"Alright... so you put one hand here-" he placed it on the neck of the guitar. "-and the other you use to pluck the strings. Now, the basic strings are..." he reached around my waist and moved my hand on the strings. "...E... A... D... G... B... and E again." I giggled.
"Why's E on there twice?"
Marcus shrugged.
"I didn't invent the guitar. I just play it." He began moving my hand along the strings, lightly strumming them, when I turned back to look at him. He did the same, and soon we were looking each other in the eyes. I blinked for a few seconds, and then he shut his. I did the same, and we slowly began moving closer, until I caught myself. I jerked away and moved farther from Marcus.
"Uh... I'm sorry..." I muttered. "I don't know... what that was..."
Marcus swallowed hard and then smiled.
"Skai... I don't care what that was... I wanted to finish it."
I turned to look at him, and he walked closer. I took the guitar off of me and put it to the side. He came close and grabbed me by the shoulders, inching closer. Our lips were just about to meet when we heard Adam's voice.
"Hey Marcus, Skai." We both quickly jerked away, embarrassed. "What's up?"
"Uh, nothing..." I blushed. "Marcus was just trying to teach me how to play guitar."
"Really?" Chase sounded slightly annoyed. "It looked more like something else." I looked down at the floor. "Come on, Marcus. It's time for the concert." As the boys passed by, Chase hissed in my ear. "We're talking about this when we get home."
I sighed and looked at the floor, then followed them into the gym.
YOU ARE READING
We're Different
Fanfiction*rewrites pending* Skai was found on the Davenport's doorstep, confused and alone. She can't remember exactly where she came from, but she remembers she had an abusive master. The Davenport family takes her in, playing her off as Bree's best friend...
