Eternity's Garden

Chapter 1; Making Music, or Making a Mess?

(AN//: The two songs in here are "Still Into You"  by Paramore and "Fallen" by Justin Bieber. They are not mine!!)

"Ha-ha, we all know you're the one who really sucks Angela! We all heard what happened at Charlie's party... Anyway - other than blowjobs, what did you guys get up to for the rest of the weekend?" I laugh. Being back at school completely sucks. Sucks more than hookers. Sucks more than hookers who are withdrawing from a crippling sex addiction... I look around 'Our Spot' (as I like to call it) – and stop thinking about prostitutes.

Planted on the stairs, in my usual seat on the 5th step, I strum a few chords on my flame-coloured electric guitar. Angela, looking up from her laptop and gives me one of her infamous 'death glares'. Only few are known to not cower in fear and run from the hills, living in The Ranges after receiving one. However – I have one of my own that (rumour has it) accidentally gave one of my ex's a heart attack by using it on them. I like to go along with rumours about me – it's fun!

"And Ang, I'm just joking around. You should know this by now." I raise an eyebrow and smirk at her.

Angela rolls her eyes and goes back into the world of her laptop, because I had annoyed her in two ways. The first being the obvious – poking at the rumour about her giving out several blowjobs because she'd had far too much to drink. The second being calling her Angela, god she hates her full name. She thinks it's too holy, being the 'anti-Christ that she is. Drawing tablet in hand and Benji with his pull-out pointer poking at her screen, she keeps drawing. He likes commenting on everything we do. He's a great person – just can be a little of a required taste.

"This needs to be darker Ang, and I hope you noticed that you erased half of Mettaton's arm." Benji had the pointer pointing at the screen where the picture had been erased, and Angela hit him in the side of the head with the pen she was holding. The rest of our friends; Jake, Hayden and my boyfriend for four months and three days Damien, had recently gone through their 'Undertale' phase and had been playing it for approximately three weeks straight. The boys (except Benji) are on their Nintendo DS systems having Pokémon battles with each other at the moment, taking a break from the adventures with Flowey, Mettaton, Papyrus and Undyne. (P.S. - I honestly have no idea what that all means. All I know is that they are characters.)

"Hey Ang, what class you got first? I forgot to check this morning." Angela rolled her eyes at me and pulled out her phone. I pull my lyric book out of the guitar case that I have on the ground next to me and continue on my latest song. I've been re-writing this same chorus over and over because no matter what I do, it never sounds right. Putting it away again, I drag my mind back to the world of school and remember I don't know what I have first up today.

"Rosaline Juliet Brayven, I have maths... You, the lucky bastard, have Music Industry. That's what the 'Giant Electric Ukulele' is for." The locker bell started ringing and all the boys up and left waving at Ang and I as they moved out of 'Our Spot'.

"I've got to get to the lockers because I have to get my sheet-music book. It's on your way, walk together?" Hooking my arm through Ang's and dragging her with me after she picked up her books and I grabbed my guitar in its case.

"Okay, I spoke to Damien, you and he went on a date, but he didn't give me any specifics. So Ro, I know you'll want to tell me everything anyway so, go ahead." Angela had never been very involved in Damien and I's relationship since I asked her how best I ask him out.

"Well... We went rollerblading together and he fell over on purpose and he knew I he pulled me down with him and I landed in his lap – and you know, insert impromptu make-out session here. We all know I weigh next to nothing anyway... then I kept having to hold his hand because he'd refuse to move unless I was right there with him. He's an idiot but-"Ang cut me off mid romantic article. She's never impressed when I go all 'mushy romantic' on her about anyone I date. And it's even worse because I'm dating one of her friends.