Sky | Chapter 3

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Chapter Three: You Like Music Too? Yeah? Now Shut Up

As soon as my dad blurted out I had to go to school, I instantly groaned. "Dad why? We just finished unpacking." Then everyone began complaining so I took the time to walk out of the room and into the backyard, turning in my music. I then patted my shorts for my ear buds, then I realized they were in my laptop. "Shite balls." I muttered under my breath as I ran to the large oak and started climbing. " Well, I know a thing about contrition, Because I got enough to spare, And I'll be granting your permission, 'Cause you haven't got prayer." I sang as I climbed the tree, going higher and higher. "So you think you want to burn in hell? Well everyone goes to hell someday." I sang as I sat down on the branch, just as my phone fell out of my pocket. "Bloody hell!" I said as I watched the phone drop until someone caught it. "I think this is yours?" A voice said and I looked down. Joey was standing there, his mouth in a smirk. "Yeah, thanks." I said as he started to climb up the tree, sitting down next to me. "Nice music taste." He said and I grabbed the phone. "Yeah, MCR is basically a rage at everything music. I really enjoy it." I said smiling. He was silent looking at me for a moment. "What?" I asked, looking for any emotion on his face. "Nothing, your just different than I was excepting." He said and I tilted my head. "How is that?" I asked as I mouthed the lyrics of the Ghost of You. "When I first saw you, you seemed different. You are a different person behind your sarcasm." I instantly stiffened up. Tears welled in my eyes as I thought of the last person that said that. "Sky? You okay?" He asked and I hopped off the branch and ran towards the house.

Timeskip

I was laying on the bed in my dark blue room, the galaxy covers under me. My eyes and nose were red and puffy from crying. I know I shouldn't let that get to me, but I don't really care. "Sky? Can I come in?" My dad asked and I got up and opened the door. The first thing he did was wrap me in a hug. "I *hic* just m-miss h-her." I said, as my dad sat down on the bed. "I know you do, I do too."

Hope you guys enjoyed!!

~Rose


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