[discontinued] Fear Can Not Be Vanquished (Vinny Mauro)

My Heart Is A Time Bomb

"Look! It's the slut! Girls! Hide your boyfriends! She might steal them!" Emma, Logan's girlfriend, yelled, clutching my brother's arm. Heaps of girls glared at me while guys just looked at me in disgust. I kept my head down and power walked to my locker, trying to block out the voices in my head, combined with the voices of my peers.

"SLUT!"

Worthless whore

"FAT BITCH!"

Lesbian fuck

"CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SLEPT WITH A GUY ON HIS FIRST DAY!"

Even if you were a free hooker, no one would sleep with you

"FUCKING HUSSY!"

Skank

"PROSTITUTE! LOOK AT THE FUCKING ATTENTION WHORE!"

Tramp

"WHAT A FUCKING HOE!" I sighed, pulling my music book from my locker and stuffing it into my backpack. Nothing more was said, well, not out loud. I turned around, shutting my locker in the process. Vinny was standing opposite the hall from me, glaring at everyone that looked at me in a weird way. He walked up to me and put his arm over my shoulders, walking us to the music room where Mr Haner was already sitting, reading over some students assignment.

"Maddie! Oh, and Vinny! It's nice to see the two of you are friends. I heard about the incident yesterday, and last night. How are you?" He asked, standing up from his chair and walking over to me.

"I'm alright. Thanks Syn. But, I have a new friend, and 5 new enemies, but that's beside the point." I uttered, trailing off toward the end of my sentence.

"Hey, you've always got me, but I think Vinny will be taking my place as your bestie now." Syn teased with a smirk. I blushed and leaned my head against Vinny's shoulder.

"Come on! I'll show you the soundproofed rooms! They're really cool!" I said excitedly, dropping my bag and dragging Vinny into the room.

"THEY'RE NOT SOUNDPROOFED WHEN YOU PLAY DRUMS!" Syn yelled just before the door shut. I flipped him off and heard his cackling laughter as the door swung shut finally. Vinny was sitting at the kit, checking out my cymbals and toms.

"Is this yours or did school set it up?"
"School just bought a heap of random cymbals and drums and expected us to make use of them, so Syn let me have first pick and I scrounged this up."
"That's pretty cool. You mind if I play?" Vinny asked, picking up two of my Vic Firth sticks. I nodded and passed him the headphones from my bag, watching as he plugged them into his phone and scrolled through his music with a smile on his face. I watched intently as he started drumming, but I couldn't place what song it was. The door to the room opened and Syn poked his head in, a sympathetic expression on his face.

"Some representatives are here. The school wants more funding, so they have to come and check out some of the classes." He told me, speaking quite loudly since Vinny was still drumming his heart out.

"Alright, we'll be out in 30 seconds."

"Will you be at Mars then?" Syn asked cheekily. I pushed his shoulder, laughing. He let the door shut while he walked out, going to the next room where I could kinda hear screechy singing. I tapped Vinny's shoulder and he stopped straight away, pulling the headphones out.

"We've got to wait out in the classroom. Some suits are here to watch the class. You can come back at lunch if you'd like?"

"Sure. Thanks Maddie." Vinny replied, handing me back my headphones while picking up his bag. We walked out into the main part of the classroom and saw 3 guys and 1 woman, all with stony expressions and clipboards. I dragged Vinny up the stairs of the college like room, sitting us down in the far back corner of the seats. I pulled out my music book and started writing random notes for guitar. My book was picked up from under my hand, making my head snap up to see Syn standing there with an impressed look as he read over everything.

"Well, looks like you are a mind reader, because this is exactly what I just asked the class to do." He told me, smiling at my shocked expression.

"I was zoned out for your entire speech?" I asked, bewildered. I like listening to Syn talk about guitar. I'm not very good, so it's cool to hear from someone that played guitar professionally for a world famous band.

"You're coming up to play this."

"No, I'm not."

"C'mon! If you show these representatives how good you are, they'll pay for more instruments. That means more guitars and better drums." Syn told me, nudging my shoulder. I sighed and looked down before getting pulled out of my seat gently by Mr Haner.

"Can I please have everyone's attention?!" He yelled as we got to the bottom of the stairs. There was a little stage, and by that I mean, like a club sized stage. I ran to the back where our 1 amp is. I plugged the black and white Fender Stratocaster into it and walked back out onto the stage, sitting down on the lonely stage.

"-So! She will play her original piece right now. Or probably just make something brand new up, since it is Maddie." Syn told the class, gaining a chuckle from the 4 representatives sitting up the back. I looked down and placed my fingers in a random spot, starting to strum whatever I felt like. I ended up just playing chords, pulling in a bit of lead for a small solo toward the end. I finished and looked up at the class, seeing a few of them had their phones out, including the female rep.

"I have to say Maddie, that was one of your best on the spots."

"Well, thank you Mr Haner." I said, walking off the stage to unplug the guitar and put it away. I ran back out and up the stairs, sitting down next to Vinny, shrinking into my seat when a big portion of the class looked to see where I was sitting.

"Tomorrow morning! Those pieces better be done! Because everyone is performing something! Including you Maddie! And actually write it, so we can use it for the assignment I'm handing out on Friday!" Syn yelled, half the class groaning in annoyance at the mention of an assignment. We packed everything up and started filing out of the class, everyone parting ways for 2nd period. I was almost at my English class when I was roughly pushed into the metal lockers, causing me to drop my bag. I heard loud laughing and turned my head to see that Leo, Logan, Justin and Noah were standing there, looking at me. I pulled myself up off the floor and continued walking, ignoring everything the guys said.

"Aww, the little baby going to go and cut herself again?" Leo asked in a baby voice. I stopped walking, turning to him in shock.

"I thought you were my brother, I thought you cared about me. But no, you're just another jerk that I wish I didn't have to deal with in this shit hole. Fuck off, and leave me the fuck alone." I seethed, glaring at the guy I thought I loved, that I thought loved me. But I guess they don't care we share the same parents, blood or house. They're just assholes that can go and suck each other off in the ladies bathroom since that's the only fucking time they'll see chick's wet; when they're washing their hands.

Ooh, fucking burn. I thought to myself, chuckling as I walked away.

God, I'm insane.