*Matts p.o.v*
I sat down at the empty seat beside the curly haired boy with his chin on his hand and shoved my scruffy bag under the table. I opened my note book and twirled my pen in my slim fingers awkwardly. Should I speak? I looked over to the table by the window and glanced at the back of Nirvana's head, somehow wishing I was sitting by her.
"Hi, I'm Mathew" I addressed the boy sitting beside me.
"Hi, Chris" he replied "Guess you'll be my music buddy?" he asked with a comforting smile.
"If you'd like" I chirped, surprised at how easily I was making friends at this school.
"You'll like this class, its always been my favourite" Chris began "the teachers alright and you're dam lucky I know all the answers"
I smiled.
"Actually, I know them myself" I admitted smugly.
"So you like music then Matthew?" Chris asked.
"Sure" I replied cheerfully "and its ok to call me Matt" I added smiling.
"Cool..." he paused while figuring out what to say "Got a favourite band?" he questioned, creating small talk.
"Nirvana..Radiohead... you probably don't know them" I replied. I wont be shocked If he doesn't.
"Of course I know them, what do you take me for?" he laughed. "I actually quite like them myself" he confessed.
great!
I picked up my pen, put the lid in-between my teeth and answered the questions on the board. I looked up from my paper in the direction of Nirvana's table. She was turned around in her seat looking back at me. She beamed at me. I blushed and looked back down at my paper, running my hands through my long hair. I decided to carry on my conversation with Chris.
"Do we actually get to play music in this class?" I asked disappointed.
"Yep" he replied "Why so eager?" he asked "You play don't you?" he added with a smirk.
"Yeh, guitar and piano" I replied embarrassed. I don't like showing off to other people. The only time I play is when I'm alone in my room. There's something about it that makes me feel...worth something.
"Me too" he chirped excitedly. " finally someone to play with, I mean if you're up for that?"
"Sure" I answered "What do you play?"
"Bass" he replied still overwhelmed "Be in my group?" he asked.
"Yeh" I answered "What do we have to play, does the teacher choose?" I asked, glancing at the middle aged teacher peering into his computer at the front.
"No" Chris answered. "its kind of a project, we get to play what we want."
"great" I replied "What are you working on?"
"Nothing at the moment" he added with a sigh "I don't have enough people in my group".
"Well, what can you play?" I questioned.
"Well because you like Radiohead, I could give paranoid android a shot if you want."
"Yes!" I exclaimed "this is gweat!"
"One problem, we need more people" Chris frowned, putting a lock of his curly brown hair behind his ear.
"I know someone" I continued looking at Chris' eager brown eyes then across to Nirvana's table...
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Dark shines
Fanfiction(A muse fan fiction) A boy stood with his back to the corridor, his long brown hair lay on his shoulders, he stood against the locker, new I assume. He slung his bag from his back and emptied it's contents into the locker. He slammed the door shut...
