Alec's POV:
Dear Alec,
We know you have been resentful towards us lately because of your music. We would like to remind you that we are only doing this because we have your best interest at heart. We honestly think that you would be an amazing doctor, but you have made clear to us that you have no intention of going down that path. So if you seriously want to become a musician we have decided, to support your choice. Now let me make clear we still expect you to reach our expectations, so do not think this is an opportunity to slack off. But know that we will now support your wishes. You are our son and we will help you in what ways we can.Sincerely, your parents
P.S. You now have the authority to use your electronics and instruments.
"Wow! I guess my parents actually listened to me. That's rare."
I'm kind of worried about this. Like what's the catch. There has to be. It seems too good to be true. What if my parents were kidnapped and replaced with other people. Nicer people.
'You're overreacting.'
'Am I anonymous voice in my head?'
'Yes you are.'
'But what if...'
'No what ifs. A good thing happened to you first appreciate it instead of over thinking.'
'I should still go downstairs to check.'
'Fine. Whatever. Ignore my advice.'
'Why are you so shocked? I've ignored your advice before.'
'And how's that working out for ya?'
'Do you really want me to answer that? Don't believe that me simply listening to you would solve my problems.'
'I never said that but fine! Go downstairs and ask your parents!'
'That is something that actually makes sense.'
"Mom! Dad," I say racing down the steps. I probably shouldn't be running down them. I mean my parents hate when I do that but hopefully they make an exception.
I look in the kitchen which is where they would be but they're not there. Then I notice a little note in the refrigerator.
'Dear Alec,
Your father and I have left the house because we have another meeting with our new business partners(the ones that came over last time. Zaire's parents). We expect you to not do anything irresponsible while we are gone. We will likely be out until 11 PM.Sincerely, your mother
-P.S. If you did not have anything to eat you know how to cook make yourself something.
"Yep that sounds like my parents what should I do? Maybe Zaire is up? I mean I can use my phone now can't I? But her's got taken away so it's unlikely she'd respond. Well I should at least try.
Besides who knows. Maybe she just got her phone back, and I'll be texting her When The Timings Just Right.
I head off towards my parents room in search of my phone. My parents always say they're "hiding" my things, but I know it's in the closet in their bedroom. The funny thing is they know I know. Yet they still put my things there. Maybe I'm just a trustworthy person.
"There they are!"
My phone and headphones are in a blue box.
"I've missed you so much," I say hugging them. Judge me all you want. You can't expect me to believe you wouldn't react the same way when you've been away from your phone for weeks. I put the box back and walk back to my room.
"What should I say?"
I mean of course you would start off with the typical hey how's it going? That stuff but I mean no one answers those questions honestly.
Well I could ask if she still wanted to go to the movies. She seemed interested in it last time. Well seemed I should still ask her and get confirmation if she actually is. I don't want to assume and come to the wrong conclusion. And that never ends well.
I don't want to strain our friendship any longer than it has already been. I should be grateful for being able to hang out with her tonight. I just... I don't know. It's like no matter how much time I spend with her it's never enough. I guess I'm just really greedy.
'This is ridiculous just text her if she still wants to go. Stop prolonging it. It's really gratuitous!'
'Oh you're back. Well thanks for the advice.'
'Yeah it seems like it's my job. That and listening to you rambling.
'But you're wonderful at it.'
'Yeah and there you go prolonging texting her again.'
'Fine! Fine. I'll ask her about the movie.'
Zaire's POV:
You know the phrase 'if something seems to be too good to be true it usually is.' Well that may be the case for me. My parents for some reason have decided to be understanding and basically I'm not grounded anymore?This makes no sense. What's even weirder is they left me home alone with nothing but a letter saying they were going to go meet their business partners.
Well maybe they're giving more freedom. That's good I guess? But what's the catch? There's always a catch.
Oh well! I guess I'll just enjoy it while it lasts.
"I might as well make the most of it," I say grabbing my phone.
"I've missed you so much. It's been so long!" Not really but it seems like it's been forever okay.
I should continue working on my album art. I just need to color it. Fun fact about me, I'm actually really good at art. Before I got into music, I wanted to become an artist. I used to draw all over the walls at home. I got in a lot of trouble because of it.
Well at least I get to do both as a musician. I can work on album art and make music, so it's the best of both worlds.
"What shade should the grass be. It has to be a darker shade but I feel like using regular green is too basic. But," I say then I hear my phone vibrate. I check it only to see a message from Alec.
'Hey so I know you probably won't read this because your phone got taken away but did you still want to the movies.'
Huh. That's funny. I guess I wasn't the only to get their freedom back.
'Actually I just got my phone back and yes I still want to go to the movies.'
I'll be honest I can't believe he still remembers. I thought he would have forget because we didn't talk it except for that one day.
'You have your phone back! Why didn't you tell me?'
'I didn't know you got your phone back I was hoping to tell you on Monday.'
'Oh. That's fair. Anyway what movie did you want to see.'
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When We Almost Made It (Discontinued)
Romance"We almost loved once" I say, tears forming at the memory. "It was walking through the city at night and trying to see the stars." "Seeing each other at school, but pretending we didn't. Sitting by the pier talking about everything and nothing." "A...