⚡️= portal is speaking.
______= insert your nameYou sit down on the edge of your bed. Across the room your small red and white electric guitar glints in the sun thats shining through your window. Sighing, you reach over to close the shades. It's hopeless. Every time you pick up the guitar and plug it into the mini amp your uncle gave you, you know it's a hopeless effort. You just don't understand. You've tried to play it so many times and only ended up producing a horrible, loud screeching sound; prompting your mom to yell up the stairway to be quiet.
You lay back on your bed staring at the ceiling boredly. "Another summer gone to waste", you mutter to yourself. This happens every year.Suddenly a loud whirring sound starts up, shaking the whole room violently. "Earthquake!", you think to yourself as you bolt towards the door. But you stumble backwards as a large pulsing blue circle appears. "This is insane, I must be getting heat stroke..."
⚡️Im a halargean portal, welcome and please enter ⚡️, the blue circle declares.
"Well that's it. I'm officially going crazy."
⚡️Dont worry. You aren't going crazy. I overheard you complaining about being unable to create music with your instrument. And i know just the person who can help with your predicament. Just enter the circle please.⚡️
"Yeah, sounds smart, everyone should just happily walk into the glowing blue talking circle in their room.", you mutter. "I've really lost my mind"
⚡️I promise you haven't. Earlier you were stating that you were bored. Wouldn't going into this circle be an adventure, and the opposite of boring. You stated you were just wasting your summer...⚡️
You groan as you inch closer to the portal. "This isn't real after all", you think to yourself. "Maybe this stupid dream will end if I just go in it..."
You walk into the portal.
🎸It's a big room. There is a huge stage with lights and metal beams along it. Rows and rows of chairs spread out from the foot of the stage. Balconies loom overhead, slightly lower than the high dome ceiling. The whole place seems magical - and slightly old.
A man with a yellow shirt, plaits, and a bass guitar walks out from behind the stage. It's Curt Smith!
"Hey, what are you doing here kid?", Curt asks you. "Wait... I do recall overhearing something about giving some girl guitar lessons. Very odd, I guess I'll go get Roland", you hear him mutter to himself.
"Holy crapnuggets. I actually went back time. I actually just saw Curt Smith. And I'm actually about to see Roland Orzabal.", you think to yourself." Hey, by the way what's your name?", Curt asks.
"Oh... I'm um ___________."
"Alright _________, well just stay there while I go get your teacher."
Curt walks off to behind the stage curtains"Okay. I'm actually doing this. This is insane, but also a dream come true." You tell yourself to calm down as you pull at a loose thread on your shirt. "Just breathe, you can do this."
But then you notice Roland walking out towards you with Curt behind him. Damn that portal, you're the awkwardest person in social situations and now you were about to talk to your idols in person. "Just be polite, dont freak out..", you mumble to yourself as they approach you.Roland extends his hand out towards you. "I'm Roland, but I'm sure you probably knew that already"
"Ye-yeah heh heh, I'm _____" you reply as you shake his hand weakly.Curt walks up to you next, " We didn't formally meet yet, I'm Curt, sorry if I was a little rude earlier" You shake his hand. "It's fine".
Curt starts walking off the stage, " I have some work to get to with Ian, I'll see you guys later", he says as he leaves.
" Well it's nice to meet you _______. I don't think I've ever given anyone lessons before. I honestly just can't remember why I'm doing this, how unusual. But that doesn't matter because your here now and I'll teach you to play the guitar" Roland says."Well o-okay", you stutter . You've watched so many online tutorials and still failed to play the guitar. Who was to say this wasn't going to be a nightmare too...
Next chapter will be out in a few days :) maybe tomorrow
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Guitar lessons (TFF)
FanfictionYou somehow are sent back in time where Roland teaches you how to play the guitar. Other shenanigans happen and you and the band run into some problems. Then other crazy things happen and even more crazy things happen, etc. This is gonna be weird, b...