Bad dreams&sharp things /dalton rapattoni

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"Who's he?" I asked the boys not taking my eyes off of dalton he had now started to look in his locker for books or something. I looked away

"Oh thats dalton rapattoni, hes totally a dick always shouts at teachers. Apparently his girlfriend reacently cheated on him." Gabe replied

I took in The information before looking behind me again

Dalton looked at me one more time before slamming his locker shut.

Well shit

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After lunch i wanted to get to music early before dalton.

I walked up the stairs towards my music room. I passed a door and my curiosity took over me as my nibble hands opened it.

I found myself inside a rocording studio. I was surrounded by all kinds of instruments.

I looked around and saw a window. On the other side a small room with a couch and alot of switches and nobs which I'm guessing is for recording the music.

My fingers landed on a black chipped guitar. A strap laid over it. I picked it up and studied it with my eyes.

They landed on a name carved in

Dalton

Its his guitar. The one he was screaming about in the office

I decided to put it in the small room inside the studio.

RINGGGGGGG

Oh shit

I walked into the room and instantly spotted dalton in the corner. His head followed my movements as he stared me down.

I sat down self-Consciously

"Ok, off you go you lot. You have work to be doing" sir said clapping his hands

I just stood up and walked out the door. Dalton followed me. No words.

I could tell dalton had never been in The room before as his face lit up like a christmas room.

"H..how'd you find this place" he said spinning around

"It gets better" i said opening the door the the little room.

I entered cautiously

"My guitar, you found it!" He exclaimed

I half smiled and sat on the couch.

I brought out another guitar and started to strum.

My note pad on my knee.
Lyrics already scribbled down, my un-neat handwriting un readable

"This is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you saying im sorry for that night, and i go back to December all the time"

I sang quietly

"Turns out freedom aint nothing but missing you-"

"Hey your good you know that!"

"Thanks i guess" i laughed a little

"Back to December is my favourite taylor swift song!" He said strumming some cords on his guitar.

"I think we should do i miss you by blink-182 i love that song!" I said changing the subject

"I love blink i thought i was the only one. And nice shirt by the way" he replied pointing out my blink-182 shirt

"Thank you"

Then silence. He just looked at me dead in the face. His green eyes no longer dark like the start of the day. They were light and vibrant

"You have...pretty blue eyes" he managed to get out breaking eye contact.

"You have...nice green ones" i replied.

He just smiled.

And i did too

Small talk was nice