Miss Jackson || Brendon Urie fanfic

7. Alex

"God, you look terrible. Did you even sleep last night?"

"Not that much?"

"Al... You need your sleep more than I do, and even I went to sleep before you did. And don't try to tell me different, because I saw your light was still on."

"I was calling my friends."

"Shouldn't they have been asleep as well? What time did you go to sleep?"

"Two." I tell him. He's gonna be angry?

"Al, please! Think of your health! What time do you wake up? Seven? Girl, please..."

"Six thirty, actually."

"Alex, I'm not your dad... But you're grounded."

"For not getting enough sleep?"

"Exactly."

He keeps looking at me after that, which makes his car swing and we almost get off the road.

"Bren, please, keep your eyes on the road! I'd love to get to school in one piece!"

He just laughs it off. "It's all under control, girl. No worries."

"Hakuna matata." I add silently. He scared the hell out of me with that swinging car thing...

***

We got to school in one piece, and Bren realized I'm acting weird, so he started apologizing. That was three hours ago. He hasn't stopped since then. I told him it's okay multiple times, but he doesn't seem to get it.

"Oh, Al. First: sorry again. Second: I've been thinking. I think your song would be even better if you add some violin to it."

"Violin? But we have no one to play violin?"

"Not yet. I heard there's another girl coming to your music classes. She did an art class yesterday, but she hates the teacher -in which I totally support her, that guy's a jerk- and now, she's going to music class. Your music class. Get her in your team. I heard she plays like three instruments, there should be one we could use."

"Yes, Sir."

"Don't "Sir" me. I don't like being called "Sir". So don't do it again, please."

"Fine, Bren."

We continue our walk to my classroom in silence. When I'm about to walk in, Brendon grabs my wrist.

"If I'm right, you have English now. Meaning Delight will be here. She can walk you to lunch, I need to pick something up at home." I can read the guilt on his face.

"Why? What do you need to pick up?" That's when it pops into my head. The song. It's still in his house. "You forgot the song?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I'm going to get it right now, but to be honest, it'll take some time to find it. I wrote a violin part in, so the papers are all over my house. I think I left the lyrics in the living room. But I'll have to take a look where the rest is at. I'm really sorry, Al."

"It's okay, Bren. You'll find it. I know that. Just... Be back in time. Music class is right after lunch break."

He pulls me into a hug. "Thanks for being so understanding, small one."

"I didn't say I understand!" I joke, pushing him away. "Now, I have class, and I think you need to look for my stuff, right?"

"Later, girl." He walks away and disappears in the crowd.

I walk into the classroom, that's already pretty full, and take place next to Delight.
She immediately starts talking about our music project. I tell her Brendon and I finished writing a song, and I tell her about the violin-idea and the rumor about the new girl. She doesn't have much time to react, because Mister Martin walks in. God, I hate that man.