"Everybody has that second of forgetfulness after they wake up." she thought. She was correct, but she had it worst. A second has past, and minutes has been wasted. She tried to give herself time to remember. But its too late, theres no turning back...
"We're going on a trip on our favorite rocket ship, zooming through the sky, little Einstein!" The radio sounds.
"Isn't the radio music so relatable! Doesn't it sound fun!" Dad said.
Yes, that's right. For Dad it seemed to be a good time for a last minute camping trip in the forests. Not that I disagree off, it was just so surprising and his ideas come up in a blue.
We were one hour away from the camp site. I'm sitting at the back of the car with Matthew who didn't make anything more fun. And in front of me was the chief officer who in another hand planned for this trip too. Matthew didn't look too interested with this whole 'camping' idea, so obviously he would be playing with his cellphone. While the two old men are talking I just stared outside the window. It was refreshing to see the fields and farms flowing in the breeze. It was a picture perfect scene. In the back of my mind I could feel that I've always like this setting but I can't seem to remember why. Cows and cows passed by one by one, and we still had a long way to go. I couldn't wait to get out off the car and breathe the fresh air. I can't sit still anymore!
"Hey, Matty boy. Why won't you talk to skyler huh?" Chief said
Matthew took off his earphones
"What?" He replied as if Chief was far from his sight.
"TALK. TO. SKY-LER."
He went back to his business unbothered as usual. Not that I was expecting anything.
I pulled myself towards his face and stared at him disappointedly. He stared back. Then soon the looks of disappointment became a staring contest. I blinked of course as I felt tired of his boredom. With that I took one of his earpiece off and stuck it into my ear.
"Which of the hell gave the hell of a hell of a permission?"
"Matthew, language!" Dad said with a stern look.
I stuck out my tongue and mouthed,
"I win."
Again, with his famous rolling eyes he shoved me off. At least now there's some music to reduce the boredom. But then what kind of music is he listening to? Doesn't sound like English.
I took out his second earpiece and whispered to his ear.
"What songs are you listening to. Its definitely not an English song."
Not a single word came out from his mouth, he just continued tapping on his phone. That's when I remembered that he is hopeless, so I went back to my seat trying to understand the lyrics of the song. (Not that I had the chance to try)
Suddenly Matthew's phone was thrown over to my seat. My eyes popped out in surprised and I gave him the side eye. Again, no response. So I threw his phone back at him.
"Aissshhh, what's your problem?" He mummered in pain.
"Then don't throw shit at me."
"Flip the phone over and read it!" He said after tossing the phone over to me again.
I took the phone and swiped his lockscreen open. It lead to the music app which stated 'Now Playing, Summer Rain'. I looked back him and gave him the face 'I don't know what shit you're trying to explain here'. He replied with a swiping up hand gesture which I then followed and it led to a description of the song.
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"I didn't know you were into Korean music. The only Korean music I know is from yiruma. He plays pretty good piano music! I would stream his music now if I were you."
"Wow, how am I not surprised to hear that from you Skyler Jones. At least you know something from that messed up head of yours."
I was left speechless. Then a brief moment of silence came in.
"Why do you listen to such songs?"
He looked down and then faced me, "These songs mean a lot to me. It is part of my life I guess."
"Can you be more direct with your words?"
"Some answers should be left unsaid."
Again, he was able to shut me off again. Another moment of silence.
"Can I listen to another song in mind."
"Yeah, after this song."
During the instrumental break he turned up the volume, I'm guessing that is his favorite part. Not long after the song ended and it continued with the Spotify advertisements which gave us the shock of our lives. It completely killed the mood of the previous song as it's basses were banging into our eardrums.
TOTALLY NOT COOL SPOTIFY, SUCH A MOOD BREAKER. (we were the pitiful bunch of Spotify free users that had to go through this every 30 minutes.)
We both jumped out of our seats, looking as if we were cramped jumping monkeys. As we were doing so, our involuntary instincts yanked the earphones out of our ears. I REPEAT AGAIN, NOT COOL SPOTIFY. Amazingly, we both ended up sitting on both ends of the car. We looked at each other's shocked expressions for a good one minute. Then we both came to a mutual conclusion that we both were so freaking ugly as hell and broke out a laughing spree.
"I didn't know you could make such ugly expressions."
"Talk for yourself, I should have took a picture of your unprepared shocked face. You could win the most ugliest pageant award with face!" He laughed even harder.
"Screw you Matthew! At least I don't look like trash who wears trasher hoodies everyday. Basic!"
(Not insulting you readers, this is just for Matthew only.)
Before he could say a word I covered his mouth with my hand and changed the song.
I removed my hand from his face. Before he could mutter another word i pressed a finger onto his lips and stuck a earphone into his ear.
