The Music Room

3. Wait, what?

Hey, ya'll, so I've decided I want to try and release two chapters every week, but at times, I may not be able to do two a week. If that happens, I'm sorry but starting now, I'll release two chapters every week. That's all for now. So so long, and goodnight!! BYEEEEE 

*Gerard's POV*

    I get ready for bed and instead get a phone call. I look at the caller ID and it says 'unknown'. I answer it and say, "Hello?" "Hey Gerard, this is Frank." "Oh hey, what's up?" I ask him. "Oh nothing, just thought I could give a call so I can have your number on my phone and I won't lose the paper," Frank says jokingly.  "Ok," I say. "So, that's all. Goodnight." And he hangs up. That was weird. I put my phone on my desk and doze off to sleep.

    I wake up and I hear words in my head. I rush to grab a piece of paper and write them all down as I hear them. Move your body when the sunlight dies/ Everybody hide your body from the scarecrow/ Everybody hide/ Make a wish when your childhood dies/ Hear the knock, knock, knock when she cries/ We're all alone tonight/ Hold your breath when a blackbird flies/ Count to seventeen and close your eyes/ I'll keep you safe inside. 

    I then put the few written lyrics in my bag. I get dressed and head downstairs with Mikey waiting for me with coffee in a sealable cup. "So, I wrote some lyrics down this morning. I think they're interesting and we could use them," I tell Mikey.

    "Oh? Lemme guess you woke up with the tune in your head and the lyrics singing in your mind." "Yea, how'd you know?" I ask him entirely intrigued. "You always do when you get lyrics." He takes a sip from the coffee as we walk down the street. "It's like some freakish superpower." "Ha, I guess so," I say.

    We turn the corner and I see Frank down the street. He has a guitar case on his back. I'm guessing that's where PANSY is at. He is wearing the same beige cardigan from yesterday, but with white pants and what I cant tell is a Mickey Mouse shirt. "Hey look it's Frank," I say to Mikey as I point to him. "Frank!" I yell out to him, hoping he can hear me. Frank turns looking confused and then he finds us. He raises his hand in greeting and jogs over to us. 

    "Hey, what's up guys?" He asks us. "Gee has a song he wrote lyrics to this morning," Mikey says as a way of greeting. I cut Mikey a sideglance and look back to Frank. "I only have the lyrics. And a bit of the background music. And the tune of the lyrics too. But it's only a few, not a lot." "Really?" he asks me, "Can we see it?"

    I nod and stop to grab the paper out of a folder from my bag and hand it to Frank as he reads it aloud. "Move your body when the sunlight dies, everybody hide your body from the scarecrow,  everybody hide, make a wish when your childhood dies, hear the knock, knock, knock when she cries, we're all alone tonight, hold your breath when a blackbird flies, count to seventeen and close your eyes, I'll keep you safe inside. Wow, Gerard, that seems like pure poetry." 

    "Wait really? You wrote that this morning? I didn't expect it to sound that good," Mikey says as he grabs the paper from Frank. "Could you sing it for us?" Frank asks. "Sure," I say, and I do. "Wow, I really like it. We need to show the other guys that," Frank says.

    We get inside the college and Mikey says his goodbyes. "Ok, don't forget that tune, not until period seven starts and we already have it down," Frank tells me as if he's the one in charge here. "Yes Frank, now get to class don't be late, and I'll write the notes. I'll see you in seventh." Frank walks away and I go into my classroom.

    I grab a music sheet and write down the lyrics with the notes that match. I didn't need to though, I am constantly humming it through the whole day until Period seven. When everyone is inside and I take attendance, I grab a guitar slide from one of the baskets under my desk. I walk over to the group who are already gathered and show them the music sheet and lyrics.