HURRICANE

Rockstar

"Hey guys," I say in front of my camera. "In this video I'm going to play Rockstar by A Great Big World. Hope you like it."

I begin to play my guitar, and then sing.

"There's a girl in the backyard, banging on her drum, sitting in a junkpile, laughing at the sun singing ah-ah-ah I just wanna be a rockstar.

"There's a boy in the backseat, playing his guitar, searching for the answers, buried in his heart, singing ah-ah-ah I just wanna be a rockstar."

After finishing the song, I say goodbye and end the video. Then I edit it, adding some extra stuff, and then I upload it.

Three minutes later, and I have two views. I smile triumphantly.

Someone knocks on my door. I open it and mum stands there, with a carrot in her hand.

"It's bedtime you know, sweetheart." She smiles.

I smile back. "I know, I was just uploading a new video."

"Oh, I heard you playing." She says, "Maybe you should start that group in your school, what's it called?"

"Musyclub?" They were actually going to name it Music Club, but the guy who wrote the sign on their door couldn't spell, and it ended like that. And nobody bothered to change the name. "I'd rather not."

"Why?"

"Because you need to be social."

She laughs. "And that's a bad thing?"

"Yes..."

"Honey, off to bed. We'll talk about this in the morning."

"Okay. Good night."

"Good night."

"And that's how you find the solution in any equation." Ms Byer said. And that's when the bell rang.

Ms Byer has an ability to predict when the bell will ring, and also end the lesson before.

Everyone got out of their chairs, and Ms Byer says, "Will? Can you wait a minute?"

I just nod in reply.

When everyone had left, she asked, "Are you sure you don't want to join the Mathologists? You would suit the group." She smiled at me.

"I don't think I can. I haven't been able to speak in front of a crowd for four years." I sigh.

"I see," She says, "but you are able to answer my questions. And you can sing."

"You've seen my YouTube videos?"

"Of course." She smiles.

"I'm sorry, Ms Byer, but I can't join the Mathologists. And I got to go."

"Okay, but please think about it." She smiles at me as I walk out of her classroom.

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