Room 054-2 (Completed)

19. Pretty All The Time (Against The Current)

Not relevant but lOOK HOW NAKED HIS ARMS ARE KSKS (I was trying to come up with a title for this that wasn't a song lyric/title and kjfsjfsdhk its so hard (i failed ))

"You're a really good guitarist, y'know." a soft voice spoke from behind him and Frank jumped in his seat, turning to look at the intruder.

"I- Thanks, um... " Frank said, it was just Ray, but that didn't mean he didn't have questions, this was a club after all, a club for the music students.

"Oh, I play too, I just never bothered coming 'cause I didn't think I'd know anyone." Ray admitted with a grin, pulling a chair out and sitting next to Frank, who still looked a bit skeptical about the whole situation.

"Oh, okay." Frank gave a weak smile. it had been a while since anyone had tried to talk to him who he wasn't already close friends with, and it clearly showed as he became increasingly nervous that he was going to do something stupid while Ray was sat there, not even two meters from him.

"Could I have a go?" Ray asked, gesturing to the white guitar clutched in Frank's hands. The small boy threw a glace down at his precious instrument, but apparently he held that gaze for long enough for Ray to get the message that Frank was hesitant about letting anyone else near it.

"I can go and get one of the school ones - I don't mind if you don't want me using yours." Ray shrugged, "I wouldn't really want anyone near mine either." He laughed.

Frank looked up at him with a small, yet grateful, smile. The frizzy-haired boy returned minutes later holding a black fender squire looking guitar. He now had his hoodie hanging loosely over his arm and Frank smiled again, noticing the shirt Ray was wearing.

"You like Iron Maiden?" He asked excitedly.

"Yeah! They're my favourite band." Ray grinned back, sitting back down and pulling the guitar into his lap.

"D'you know any of their songs?"

"Yeah! But I prefer to play lead-"

"Really? I prefer rhythm!" Frank was positively bouncing with excitement. He had never had anyone who liked the same bands as him, who could also play guitar and not the parts he preferred to play.

"Oh wow! What songs do you know?" Ray asked, his voice conveying the same excitement that Frank was feeling.

"Um... Well I know all the songs off Seventh Son-"

"Great, shall we play one off there?"

"Sure, uh, Infinite Dreams?"

"Yeah!" Ray cheered loudly, "That's my favourite song! Do you wanna play along? I'm pretty sure CC has the CD."

"Yeah, um, that would be great." Frank was grinning too now.

"Hey! CC!" Ray called as the black-haired music professor stumbled into the room, very nearly throwing his mug of coffee over a student but managing to lift the cup over their head last second to avoid dropping it onto their chest.

"Yeah Ray? You need something?" CC called back, setting his coat on the back of his chair and the mug on his cluttered desk and wandering over to the pair of boy's leaning on the wall besides them.

"Hey Frank." CC smiled.

"We were wondering if you had Seventh Son-"

"Of A Seventh Son on CD, That I do."

Ray glanced over to Frank before back to the professor, "Can we use the speakers to play Infinite Dreams?"

"Sure thing." CC smiled and sauntered back over to his desk, sorting through one of the drawers before producing the familiar blue album, holding it above his head triumphantly. He popped the case open and pushed it into the hard disk drive in his computer, waiting for it to show up.