Raised in a Hood {Aarmau}

Aaron

The next few days I kept secretly logging onto our game, but she was never there.

I tried private messaging her, but she never read them.

Had I done something wrong?

maybe she was upset that I told her I couldn't talk to her anymore, she acted like it broke her heart, and that made me feel worse. She told me she had a PO box for her youtube channel (which she never told me the name of.), so I decided to try and reach her there. after waiting for a whole month after sending the letter, I was starting to get angry. If she was mad that I couldn't talk to her, wouldn't she be excited to hear from me?

The next day at school, before classes started up, I went to my quiet place in the music room, but when I got there, the door to my guitar room was locked. There was a voice singing from inside.

"And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us...."

"That was beautiful..." I mumbled, the singing instantly stopped. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you..."

"No, it's okay...."

"Hey, is it okay if I ask you something?" I asked as I sat down and leaned my back against the door.

"Sure, what's up?"

"I have this friend that I'm really close to, but recently she hasn't been responding to my attempts to contact her, I'm trying to apologize for something I did, but she won't talk to me.."

"Well, it sounds like you must have really made her mad, but I would give her space. Give it a week or two and try again. send her a long and well thought out letter telling her that you're sorry and want to make it better with her because you still want to be her friend."

"Wow, that's.... a really good idea actually!"

"Anytime!" I thought I heard her giggle a bit.

The bell rang.

"Thanks for giving me advice!" I thanked and ran off to class. 

A week it is.