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PROLOGUE 00. FREE AS A BIRD
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Calmness fills the room eradicating any sense of doubt as delicate skin grasps cold metal. Musical notes drip from her red painted lips, effortlessly harmonising with the instruments behind her, unaware of the soft smiles from the other musicians. But to her it's silent. The lyrics falling without a thought and foot tapping instinctively to the beat. All she can feel is the elation that singing consumed her with, allowing the nerves that plagued her everyday life to escape and be replaced with joy, the freeness that the music was giving her incomparable.
As the pace of the song fastened so did her heartbeat, a soft bounce at her knees keeping her steady. Subconsciously feeling one arm rise to the air the girl allows her eyes to flutter shut, enjoying the darkness that compliments the melancholy lyrics and despite the somber tone that accompanied the song she felt nothing but happiness as she allowed herself to be truly vulnerable.
Vulnerability; the state of being exposed to the possibility of being harmed, either physically or emotionally. This had always been a mystery to Daisy Reynolds, how some could so easily and openly express themselves without specific means in doing so, all while having little fear of the consequences. Perhaps that was why her fascination with music began, so she could convey her thoughts through the melody.
From a young age she had struggled with expression, preferring to stay silent as long as others around her were thriving, pushing down her own insecurities until she appeared happy. Even convincing herself that she was in fact content, Daisy learnt to always put others before herself because if they were happy, so was she.
As the song comes to a close and the last note was strummed on the guitar, the girl opens her eyes, taking in the empty room in front of her, one single light switched on above the teenagers' makeshift stage. Turning towards those stood behind her, she smiles nervously, a sheepish expression overtaking her once calm features.
"So, now all I've got to do is do that in front of people."
