ONE SHOTS

Music Mishap

Everyone has that one thing that captures a hundred percent of your attention . Call it interest. This interest of yours demands ALL of your focus, in fact it craves it, and apart of you longs to satisfy the need to be, well, interested. You are so engrossed, you lose sight of what is around you. Your surrounding becomes  void. Then when you are at the height of experiencing an emotional something,  an opportunity presents itself and allows your nearly achieved high to come crashing down, smashed into smithereens. In the end, you're left to salvage whatever dignity you have left and cower in the deepest darkest shadows no one can ever pull you out from. These interests vary depending on the person, whether it be books, cootie carrying creatures, social media et cetera. 

This is my story. 

My interest you ask?

Music.

I woke up to the heat of the sun's early rays sipping through the curtains that were supposed to shelter me. Grounding my molars, I tossed to find a suitable position for further hibernation. Apparently, the gods were not on my side, considering Zeus would occasionally throw his shiny lightning bolt by my window.

Pfft! Show off!

After hearing the skies clap for my less then attractive way to awaken, the heavens poured with heavy rain. For the first time,  the natures above seem to echo my inner emotions towards the day that just so happens to end the weekend. 

Monday, the curse all pathetic humans have to endure.

 Dad being the early bird he always is was heard to be making breakfast to Kenny G's compilation of 'Forever In Love' . The sweet therapeutic symphony wafted through the walls and awoke the remaining band of rascals I have as siblings.Bidding our farewells and heading straight to the constricting educational centre, my brothers traveled by bus whereas I preferred to walk  listening to headphone music. Walking cleared my head while the shuffled music motivated my converse covered feet's pace. It was Breaking Benjamin's Ashes of Eden song blasting through my ear drums that I slowly escaped the conscious and imagined several futures where I would see myself become a different but successful person. Seeming to have fueled the gears in my head my imagination took a turn and compiled a series of episodes where I somehow found myself in a ring match with a handful of fierce underground fighters. 

So captivated was I in the images conjured by my brain that was further supported by the Breaking Benjamin's song 'I Will Not Bow', did I not notice the parting crowd that made way for me due to the stubborn expression that was held prominent on my face. Just when the song reached the chorus nearing the end, my shoe laces caught on the deep cracks of the pavement that sent my still overworking mind and self off the cliff of Neverland to  what seemed like the most ungraceful drift of a Fast and Furious car screeching against the concrete.

I guess it took a while for it to register being that I stayed on the ground for what felt like an eternity. An eternity later, I realized just how quiet the hallway was and that my headphones were no longer plugged into the phone that was now present in the hands of a smiling idiot who thought helping me was okay. Groaning while attempting to move proved worthless when my limbs did not want to cooperate, STUPID.The hyena before me didn't get the hint, instead he held out his scrawny hand and offered to lift me. I would have given him a piece of my mind if my mouthpiece was actually functioning. He tried, believe me he tried but I probably weighed a whale against his twig self. Even looked like a choking fish dying from suffocation from lack of ventilation in his lungs. HA! I told him, at least mentally, through my eyes which is not the point. The point was: 

WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME? 

Okay, maybe I knew exactly why I could not lift myself like the strong girl I know I am. I found it difficult to carry myself up with all the pairs of eyes specifically tuned in on me , especially with embarrassment weighing heavily on my scratched limbs.

So I did the most logical thing I knew how to do at the time.

I stood up and FUCKING RAN.