Thunderstruck

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- AC/DC, Thunderstruck -

https://open.spotify.com/track/5yv9topSflhSO8hNxNTkg3

- July 20th -

It was probably no shock to know that I was with Ethan. We were sat in the garage with a guitar each.
Somehow, we had managed to write a song between us.
It had started with us being all cute. So disgustingly cute that we had started throwing out really silly stuff in rhyme.
In the end we had spontaneously started writing down some of our silly endearments and started putting them into a song.

"Do you remember the tune you were humming that day in the band room?" He asked.

"The guitar picks day?" I asked.

"Yep," Ethan grinned at the memory.

"Not sure if I remember the exact tune. Some really sexy guy distracted me with some extremely silly behaviour," I giggled.

To my surprise, Ethan started humming the melody from that day and trying to fit our words into it.

"Hey, it works!" I laughed.

"We just have to not make it so cute," Ethan muttered at our sappy lyrics.

"Yeah... Simon is gonna veto this," I grinned.

With some thought and a lot of laughter we had something slightly more ambiguous.
I read through it again and replaced a couple of words to fit in references to Oddball and Simon in the lyrics.

"It's the story of us," Ethan said.

"Good title," I nodded before humming the song while tapping out a heavy backbeat on my leg.

"And here we have a drummer," Ethan said as the sound of Oddball's Dodge van pulled into the drive.

Simon entered and picked up our discarded ideas with a distasteful frown.

"Are you two writing a Harlequin romance novel? You just need a dirty stablehand and a kidnapper. The dialogue is obviously done," he smirked.

I handed over the almost finished work and saw his face drop.
He had seen the connections.

"I'm in there?" He asked.

"And Oddball," Ethan confirmed.

"It's good tho," Oddball said, reading it over Simon's shoulder.

"Okay... so what's the tune?" Simon asked.

Ethan started playing on the guitar, I drummed the backbeat on my legs again and started singing.

"I kissed all the frogs
Trying to find you.
I made a wish
And you came true
There was no doubt
It had to come to this
The taste of moonlight on your lips
Rainbows at my fingertips,
The story of us
Is still being written,
No end in sight
No heartless nights
The magic that is us" I sang the chorus.

At some point Oddball took over the drumbeat with a simple, heavy 4/4 beat.

"Rainbows? " Simon asked with a chuckle.

"Couldn't resist," I laughed.

"Well.. I think we have another tune for the five," Oddball grinned.

"The story of us," I replied, testing the title.

"And we were talking about 'Dark Days' on our way over. We were wondering if you'd be willing to change that slightly?" Oddball asked.

"Sure," Ethan nodded.

Soon we were polishing the songs. We already had a few songs we were happy with for the demo.

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