Chapter 1

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Darryl walked into his room, and gently placed his bag beside the door he walked into. He sighed and felt relived that the day was finally 'over'.
He collapsed on his bed and took his phone out of his pocket. He opened it and looked through his notifications, there were mainly all Twitter and Snapchat icons spread through-out his screen. He closed most of them apart from the interesting tweets he got peek of in the message.
He knew his mom would walk in the door any second and ask him how school was, then tell him what chores he has to do as she goes shopping for the day. It was a Monday and his mom always said 'No people in the shops on Monday, that means less lines!' but he knew this wasn't true, there were always the same amount of lines in the shops.
Darryl heard footsteps coming up the staircase beside his room, he quickly turned off his phone and put it under his pillow and grabbed his bag. As soon as he unzipped it, his mom walked in.
''Hey sweetie! Just popping in to see how you're doing!'' she said in a cheery voice.
''I'm fine, I was just about to start studying.'' Darryl replied.
''That's great, I'm going to head to the store in a few minutes, anything you need?''
''Maybe just some Coke, or a soda of some sort,'' he said, ''Alright, don't forget to hoover upstairs, and could you please unfreeze the chicken for me while I'm out?'' Darryl nodded in reply.
''Thanks sweetie! When I come back I expect you to be working hard on your studies as always!'' His mother smiled warmly, ''Alright, thanks mom,'' Darryl smiled back.
As soon as his mom left, he sighed once more. He was feeling too tired to do anything. Darryl closed his door after his mom, and sat back down on his bed. 
He looked around his room, it was clean and not crowded with posters or stickers of some sort, he only has a small gay pride flag hidden from sight on his wall behind his laptop. If you ever closed the screen it would reveal the flag, and Darryl never closes his laptop when his parents are in the house, just in case. He knows his mum won't barge in and start cleaning or dusting, since he kept the tidiness himself.

Darryl heard his mom's car drive off, and he immediately reached to grab his electric guitar.
He got up and sat down on his computer chair, plugging in his guitar to his speaker and switching the 'on' button up. He turned down the volume on the speaker to make sure it wasn't too loud and strum the strings, he turned the knob up by a little bit and continued to play Mama by My Chemical Romance. 
Darryl might not seem like the guy who would enjoy listening to rock music, he has nerdy glasses that always slide down the bridge of his nose, and his hair was always a bit messy. He has small circles underneath his eyes, from all the nights he spent up studying late to keep his straight A's. In all honesty Darryl really liked the most obscure things you would never expect a nerd to like. He listens to music like My Chemical Romance, Solence and The Fallen State. Once when he was playing NaNaNa out loud in his room, his mother thought he was going to rebel and join a gang, but he reassured her that he just liked the song and that she was over-reacting. His dad never really minded the music, since he himself also had a interest in rock, he is the reason why Darryl has a guitar, as his father offered to give him his old guitar, his mother was dubious of the idea, but reluctantly agreed. Darryl was delighted, and on he first day he got it, he already started learning how to play it, with hours and hours on end.
Darryl practiced so much that he had to get plasters on his fingers because they were begging to be cut by the metal strings. Darryl didn't mind though.

After a few minutes of playing the guitar, Darryl heard a car pull up his drive way.
He looked put the window and saw his mum leaving the car with 2 shopping bags.
'oh no no no!' Darryl thought 'I didn't do my chores! I thought I was only playing for 10 minutes!'

He heard the door click open, a rush of cold sweat swept through Darryl as he could feel himself starting to panic. Instead of doing anything, he just stayed in his room. Shortly he heard the familiar noise of the stairs creaking as someone went up them. His door opened in a flash, and he saw his mom, looking at him with a confused look. ''Why didn't do your chores,'' she said ''what were you doing when I was gone?'' His mom looked at Darryl's hands, and saw he was holding his electric guitar. Her eyes turned into a disappointed and angry look.
''I knew letting you play that thing would distract you from real life!'' She said in a raised tone.
Darryl stared at her in shock, he knew she didn't adore his music interest, but he never knew he would get screamed off for doing what he enjoyed! ''And every evening I hear you play that rebellious music! I don't know what has gotten into you, I never knew that you would ignore me for that damn instrument!'' she exclaimed. Darryl couldn't believe her words, was he really ignoring her for the music? Was he disappointing her?

''You better find a different place to play that thing, because I wont tolerate it anymore!''

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Darryl started to pack his notes when the bell rang, signalling all the students that they were free to go home and enjoy the rest of the day for themselves. Darryl stood up, and picked up his bag slowly putting it on his back. He took out his phone and plugged in his earphones. When he was heading for the door, some students pushed past him, almost causing him to drop his phone, luckily, Darryl cought it before it hit the floor. Darryl looked at the students backs and waited for them to leave the class before him. He said goodbye to the teacher and wished him a good evening and went off.
Darryl thought for a moment, he really was feeling like playing on his guitar today, and he knew he couldn't do it at home, so he decided to check of there was any club in the music room. As he was walking down the stairs, heading for the 1st floor, he put in his headphones and started to play 'Death of a bachelor' by Panic at the Disco. The high school Darryl was attending was surprisingly huge, each hallway had around 5-6 classrooms and many lockers. To get to the music room Darryl had to pass the gym, and as Darryl walked past he saw that some boys were doing a basketball practice inside. He glanced at who was playing, and he recognized a few boys from his Math and Chemistry class.

Darryl reached the music room and took out his earbuds. He gazed into the classroom through the window on the door, and saw no one there. He opened the door and asked if anyone was in the classroom, just to make sure. There was no reply, and Darryl was sure that the classroom was empty. He walked in and pulled a chair next to the speaker that was located in the right corner of the class. He placed his bag against the speaker and looked inside the closet for a electric guitar, and too his luck, there was a white guitar there. He strummed the guitar and he cringed at the untuned sound. He instantly knew that no one had played the instrument in a while. He grabbed the guitar and returned to his seat beside the speaker. Darryl started to tune the guitar, slowly but surely, the instrument was tuned back into its correct sound. 
He plugged in the guitar to the speaker, and switched the speaker on. Again, he turned down the volume to make sure the speaker wasn't on the highest setting and strum the guitar once more.

This was perfect! Darryl could bring his guitar to school tomorrow and he could tell his mom that he stayed at the library to finish his schoolwork! He thought for a second, no one knew Darryl played the guitar, and if he randomly starts to bring a guitar in, people would ask him questions. He brushed the thought off and started to play 'House of Wolves' by My Chemical Romance. He started to relax and played his heart out, sometimes singing the lyrics quietly to himself.

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