Chaos

5. Favourite bands

Chapter 5,

FAVOURITE BANDS:

Charlotte

It has been three weeks since the first time I tutored Oscar. Since that, more tutoring has been done and I feel slightly more comfortable around him. I still can't cope with his features though, they make me rethink all the rules of humanity. I am pretty sure that everybody thinks that though, also I am uncomfortable with most very attractive people. Thats my anxiety I guess.

My train of thoughts gets interrupted by Oscar who looks up from his paper and catches me lost in my mind.

He grins slightly and I shake my head to get back to reality "Sorry" I mumble and look at the paper in front of him, just to see that my sisters boyfriend solved all his maths problems.

I sit up straight and bite my lip as I grab the paper. Reading through the answers I absently nod sometimes and as I am finished I look up and smile at Oscar.

"You got it!" I tell him, at which he looks at me as if he couldn't believe what he just heard.

"Are you sure?" he asks and I nod, giggling a bit.

"Yes!" He does a happy dance on the chair which caught me off guard at first but as I keep watching I strangely feel myself becoming more at ease and I start to enjoy the view in front of me.

He looks so careless at the moment, as if he lets loose of all the stress on his shoulders, of course I can just assume but for the first time I can really see his actual beauty. He looks so tender and brilliant. My thoughts get interrupted by him starting to sing "We are the champions" but he switched the We with an I. I don't even try to hold in my laughter at his tone death singing voice and just watch him as he clearly enjoys the spotlight.

"Are we done?" he asks while dancing and I just nod, still giggling.

I fully stop laughing though, when I hear him sing a to me very well know song and even though he is clearly off tune I find myself staring at him and then simply joining in.

Together we sing shout off key "woah woah if crazy equals genius"

Its not so common to know it, most people don't and thats what I am one hundred percent sure about.

Panic! at the Disco is getting more popular but still isn't a mainstream to go band so I don't only enjoy listen to it but I get super excited when someone else does too.

"You know Patd?" Oscar asks after we completed the verse and I nod happily. "Yeah but you sang it wrong at one point."

He shakes his head as if that was something too absurd to happen. "I didn't."

"You did."

He leans forward on his chair and looks me dead in the eye. "Listen woman, you may know your mathematics and stuff but I know my music and thats a fact."

When I didn't respond right away my sisters boyfriend leans back in his chair and watches me as if there is no way of me having a comeback, which would have, normally, been a pretty right assumption but not this time.

"Brendon sings 'if crazy equals genius, then I'm a fucking arsonist, I'm a rocket scientist and not 'then I'm a fucking artemis' that doesn't even make sense, why would he sing about greek mythology."

I prop my elbows on the table and support my head with my hands. "Its also quite the beginners mistake."

Oscar blinks at me once, then twice. "Wanna bet?"

I nod and stretch out my hand for him to shake and to make the bet valid. As his hand and mine get in contact I feel warm tingles all over my arm, I am not sure why but it makes me jump a little. I put my hand onto my thigh to rub it against my jeans. Looking up I see Everest stretch his hand and look at it clueless.

Probably too much electronic tension, I assume and I clear my throat. "I'll get the evidence." I say and get up.

Walking into my room, grabbing my phone and coming back I put in the song and sit down again, both of us listen carefully and as the part comes, in which Brendon obviously sings "I'm a fucking arsonist.", I grin triumphant.

"It was close." Rain mumbles annoyed.

"You just don't know the lyrics." I say, shrugging.

"I do." He squints his eyes and watches me as my poker face becomes more like a smile and then I ask "Whats your favourite song?"

His face muscles also relax and he answers with "If you love me let me go. And yours?"

"Nicotine." I answer and before I know it we are in a heated conversation about the lyrics and melodies.

In the end we listen to PatD albums and seemingly are just relaxing, without anyone saying a word.

We are listening to "Death of a Bachelor" as we hear the apartment door fall shut and the atmosphere instantly shifts from easy going to stiff and uncomfortable.

I turn off the music as Mer comes into the living room, looking slightly on edge.

"Hi guys" she greets us and then adds "this music is horrible, you need some serious change in taste." Oscar and me lock eyes for a moment before we greet her back and I then bring myself to somewhat smile at her.

Everyone has a different taste in music, Meredith prefers pop and I prefer alternative rock, thats how it goes.

I look at the clock and find myself contemplating about going to the animal shelter, its just two o clock on a saturday so why not? I get up from my chair, tell my sister and her boyfriend my plans, even though they probably don't care one bit.

As I put my school stuff away and put my shoes on, I hear Meredith say "Baby my day was so boring and I got a headache, can you give me a massage?"

Before I yell a goodbye and walk out of the apartment door into the busy streets of New York City, being slightly pissed that now on the 3rd of November there still is not even a slight temperature drop. Why is it so warm this year? I ask myself, afraid that there wont be a white Christmas this year.