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“I think we’ve lost them” Samuel sat down, gasping for breath. We looked like we joined a Marathon.
“I think I’m dying” I sarcastically said, feeling the heat throughout my body.
“Sorry for dragging you in this situation” he apologized.
“I’ve burned out some calories, so, no big deal” sinking into the soft couch.
He let out a big sigh and pulled out his cell phone.
“Drake, I need your help. Paparazzi are here, pick me up. I’m here at Cafe-latte” he threw his cell phone to his bag. He then turned his gaze outside, his eyes getting that far-off look. ‘I bet his thinking about what happened. Just as he said, he wants freedom.’ I decided to offer him a cup of chocolate.
“Drink this. They said sweet things relieve stress” I finally said, giving him that please-drink-this-chocolate look.
“Thanks” He took a sip and placed the cup back on the table. “Drake will be here in a little while, he’ll be the one to pick us up.” he muttered.
“Where are we going?” I asked, stirring my drink.
“We’ll be going to our studio and there, you’ll meet my band.”
I carefully added sugar into my drink. “Oh, okay.”
“Hey, that’s too much” he narrowed his eyes in concern.
“I really love sweet things” I stared blankly at the table.
I remember when Landon and I bought chocolates, candies, and those sweet stuffs for Christmas. We were so happy, giving it to the kids and seeing them smile as they received it. Christmas back then was perfect. Everything was perfect until Landon... Until he…
“Drake’s here” he stood up and approached Drake.
“Dude!” Drake shouted and waved. He was wearing a black v-neck shirt and a faded blue jeans. He has brown crew cut hair, dazzling emerald eyes, and has the same height as Sam. They greeted each other and talked about the situation we’ve been. I drag myself off the couch and stood behind Sam. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled at me.
“This is Lucy Bell, our song writer” Sam introduced.
“Hi there Lucy, I’m Drake Sparks.” He extended his hand.
Sam slapped his hand. “We better get going” he grabbed my hand
“hey, that’s rude” I said
Drake laughed “Lucy, it’s okay. Sam is always rude; don’t tell me that I didn’t warn you” he joked.
“I already know that” I glared at Sam.
He scoffed and squeezed my hand tightly “Let’s get going” he then dragged me outside the coffee shop.
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Their studio was… Enormous. On my left was a man with shaggy jet black hair and brown eyes was on the percussion. On my right was a piano, a man with spiky blonde hair and stunning azure eyes was practicing the beats. In front of me was a mike, next to it was a black electric guitar.
“Welcome to our studio” drake exclaimed. I was in awe. The studio was about 5 times larger, no, maybe ten times larger than my apartment where I’m currently living. The room was soundproofed. The floor was shimmering. Wow.
“so, who’s this beautiful girl?” the blonde man stood in front of me, kissed my hand and stared.
“I’m Lucy Be-“
The drummer drove the blonde man away from me and held my hand “So you’re Lucy?” he asked, his eyes were sparkling. I nodded. “Nice to meet you” a big smile covered his face while shaking my hand.
“This is Jeremy Garber, our drummer” Drake patted Jeremy’s head. “Hi Lucy” still shaking my hand. I giggled at the sight of him. “And the perverted guy over there is Lew Carter, the pianist” pointing at the blonde man standing beside Sam.
“Romantic pianist” Lew emphasized, glaring at drake.
“Romantic pianist I mean” drake repeated.
“Romantic ‘pervert’ you mean” Sam mocked. “Anyways, since this is Lucy’s first time coming here in our studio, we will sing our not-yet-released song for autumn” Sam gave them a cue and everyone proceeded to their stations.
Jeremy tapped the cymbals to begin. Lew played the piano, blending the tune with the drums.
Ooohhhh…
Sam started to sing.
Days and months passed
But I did not hear any from you.
My tears fell and my heart burned.
Drake strummed his guitar, making the tune livelier.
This is not it, it's only temporary.
This is not gonna be it, this is not gonna be it.
This is not gonna be it. Don't try to cheer me up.
The empty space you left only gets bigger.
I see you again and you, you are my love.
I see you hundred times and I, I am your love.
You are my match made in heaven.
You took the wrong path, that's all.
Even if I am born again, I only want you.
Even if I love again, I only want you.
You will come back, you will come back,
Because without you, there is no me.
Sam glanced at me and smiled. I smiled back.
"Not bad." I commented "As expected from you guys" I added.
"Thanks Lucy" Sam replied
"you're not allowed to call me Lucy, remember?" I reminded him.
"Whatever midget" He murmured, but still I heard it.
"Midget?"
"Yes, midget as in dwarf, pigmy, shrimp, Tom Thumb, small." He teased. I scrunched my nose, Internally groaning. "If you weren't my boss, I would have punched your pretty face" I hissed. He laughed openly to what I've said. was that funny?
"Then punch me and you're fired" leaning closer to my face.
Someday, I'll gonna punch you 'til your face becomes powder.
Stupid Sam.
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Roman pour AdolescentsWhen God closes a door, somewhere He opens a window. Lucy Bell, was once a hopeless romantic, Until her boyfriend died in an accident during Christmas Eve. Now, guilt sunk her inner self. All she wanted was freedom from her past. Samuel Gray. Handso...
