It was getting later, and we were all sitting around the campfire. The Bluetooth speaker had gone flat so Patty was picking delicately on a beat up acoustic guitar, the soft melody playing through the gentle night breeze. After a little while, everyone was shouting out requests, laughing whenever someone came up with something absurd, like Slayer or Metallica or slipknot.
"I bet Violet could shred out a banger!" Dylan laughed, and I glanced around the circle, realising with horror that they were all grinning at me expectantly.
"I don't play," I stuttered, shrinking back a little.
They all urged me, but I shook my head, refusing. There was no way in hell I'd play anything in front of anyone. I knew how easily I could make a fool of myself, and I was going to avoid it at all costs.
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Stardust (Complete)
ChickLit2016. I met a boy with a whole universe inside him, his eyes full of shimmering stardust, like windows into his soul, shining so brightly I could barely look into them for more than a second. His body was like a bridge between the physical and spiri...
