Chardre: The Inseparable

He Can Sing and I Can Rap

The bell rang, interrupting our moment of happiness. We both walked down the hall and up the ramp to the music rooms.

The teacher was already there.

'Boys, you can get straight into it, grab what you need and head down to a room and get started.'

'Thanks miss!' I turned around and walked back down the ramp. Charlie was right behind me, and I could sense his hard on from here.
I walked into the room we had just been in...the one with no windows apart from the ones covered by curtains.

I sat down on a low lying couch. Charlie sat on the piano stool. I looked up at him.

'What now?'

'You sing your rap.'

'But it's a terrible rap!'

'Just do it.'

'Fine. Can you give me a beat?'

'Sure cutie.' He started tapping the guitar.

'Ummm....thanks.
Please help me God, I feel so alone
I'm just a kid, I can't take it on my own
I've cried so many tears, yeah, writing this song
Trying to fit in. Where do I belong?
I wake up every day, don't wanna leave my home
My mamma's askin' me why I'm always alone
Too scared to say, too scared to holler
I'm walking to school with sweat around my collar
I'm just a kid, I don't want no stress
My nerves are bad, my life's a mess
The names you call me, they hurt real bad
I want to tell my Mom
She's havin' trouble with my Dad
I feel so trapped, there's nowhere to turn
Come to school
Don't wanna fight I wanna learn
So please mister Bully
Tell me what I've done
You know I have no Dad
I'm livin' with my Mom....
That's what I've got for now...'

'Cutie, that's fucking amazing!'

'Thanks...now we just have to write you a part...'

'I'm definitely singing with you!'

'Thanks.'

'What's it called?'

'I don't know.'

'Ok.'

For the rest of the lesson we debated what to do and decided on a simple beat to accompany my rap.

I leaned in to kiss him, jut as the bell rang.

'U still coming to my house?'

'Yes babe, I am.'

'Come on then! Remember there's no one there....'

'Yay! We got the house to ourselves...' I winked at Charlie and we left the room. He led me through the back entrance to school and we began the walk to his house.

'How far a walk is it?'

'About 10-15 minutes. Why?'

'No reason.' I said as I pulled out my phone and plugged in my headphones.

'Awwww...come on...I'm not that bad!'

'No, I just like listening to music.'

'Ahhhhhh...ok'

He started singing. It was shape of you by Ed Sheehan, he really seemed to like that song.

'Hold on!'

He stopped singing. 'Why?'

I searched through my phone u til I found the song, an I started playing it, altering it so I could have the backtracking louder.

He started singing along to it, matching the melody perfectly.

Damn. He was good! I felt my heart beat a little faster.