Rocker Chick (Completed!)

Chapter 1: Cassidy

"And you say you love me-aaaay.

But your actions say otherwi-ise.

And you say you love me-aaaay. 

But I can't help but think otherwise.

You think you can say and then do another thing? 

You think you've got me wrapped around you?

You broke my heart and now are wanting a new start

But you're tearing, tearing me apar-ar-art!"

I glance up at the screen and smile broadly. 100% shows on the screen that's hung up on the wall. I fist pump.

"Well done,"I hear someone behind me say. I whip around and lock eyes with someone who attends the same school as me. Time slows.

I am currently at a karaoke place I frequent in downtown. Ever since I was little, I loved singing and wanted to be a singer when I grew up but my mother always told to find a more practical dream. So after I graduate, I plan on going to college to become a lawyer. I can't shake the feeling that I will end up getting bored with that career but it made my mother happy so what can I say?

Sometimes I get wishful, wondering if I should actually pursue that music career after all but then I think about all the aspects involved and I back out. I want to be successful. I need to focus.

But every once and awhile I feel myself cave into my desires. When I found this karaoke place I was ecstatic. It had been the happiness to my sorrow.The light to my dark. The chocolate fudge to my vanilla. I didn't dare tell anyone about it, though.

Especially not some snotty rock star student who attended the same school as me. Who had classes with me. Who is leaning on the door jab in front of me.

I set down the microphone and try to bolt pass. He takes a step, blocking my exit. I run into his chest and stumble backward. I glare up at him, my eyes sending daggers through his soul. Or, at least trying to.

His deep blue eyes are assessing me. His shaggy, brown hair threatening to fall into them. He flips it out of his face but it just falls back in place. His thin, swanky build towers over me a bit. His nose looks like it was broken once upon a time but reset. He is not the type of person my parents would want me to get involved with. At all.

I get back to my feet and dust off my skirt. "Could you maybe, I don't know and this is just a crazy idea, move?"I try pushing against his chest with my palms but he doesn't budge, only smirks down at me. I find myself desperately hoping his face freezes in that unflattering position. That still doesn't stop the butterflies that flutter in my stomach when his cologne reaches my nostrils. I try resisting the urge to vomit at my slight attraction to him.

Deciding I'm not getting anywhere, and you can't really reason with a massive rock anyways, I back up and grab the mike. "Move now before everyone in this building hears me call for help," I threaten him. He has the door propped open so the room is no longer soundproof.

His smirk quickly becomes amusement. "So, the quiet nerdy teacher's pet is actually gifted in musical abilities. Who would have thought."