Chapter 3

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"Nah, she's fine. You'll see," Richard said and they stared in confusion at the male's reply. Shanks was about to ask what he meant before loud cheering reached their ears. Their eyes traveled towards the small stage where Liza stood, guitar in hand and smile plastered on her lips.

"You guys ready for the show?" Liza asked over a microphone and they all cheered softly making Liza raise her eyebrows. "Can't hear you? Are you ready?" This time they cheered loudly and she chuckled before pulling a chair closer.

She sat down as silence surged through the pub and let out a breath. Her fingers started to gently play on the guitar and the three pirates sitting at the counter had their full attention on the dark-haired female.

Just a small-town girl

Livin' in a lonely world

She took the midnight train

Goin' anywhere

Just a city boy

Born and raised in South Detroit

He took the midnight train

Goin' anywhere

To say that they were shocked, was an understatement. Her voice was melodious and it had a wonderful sound on their ears. Liza smiled as she continued to play and sang with her blue eyes getting lost in her own world.

A singer in a smoky room

The smell of wine and cheap perfume

For a smile they can share the night

It goes on and on and on and on

Liza started to pick up the beat and the crowd cheered for her. Shanks grinned along with his partner and they drank their beer. Mihawk's golden eyes scanned the female's figure and a small smile was plastered on his lips.

Strangers waiting

Up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching

In the night

Streetlight people

Livin' just to find emotion

Hidin' somewhere in the night

Richard grinned as she continued to play the guitar and felt his fingers itch to touch the strings of a guitar. He enjoyed her voice, nothing more beautiful in the world. Her passion for music was the most he had seen in his life.

Workin' hard to get my fill

Everybody wants a thrill

Payin' anything to roll the dice

Just one more time

Some will win

Some will lose

Some were born to sing the blues

Oh, the movie never ends

It goes on and on and on and on

The entire bar started to sing along with her and Liza laughed as her fingers brushed passed the notes. Despite them not being able to sing in tune, she still enjoyed it when they sang with her. It was a motivating feeling.

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