Bad Crusade, Chapter 7.
Once we are at the pancake place she went in screaming we have the perfect song, I couldn't help but agree. George was engrossed in reading the bass part, Duncan remembered the beat, Jasmine and me are going to duet, while I learn the guitar bit.
"This is perfect!" George laughed, we got a funny look from the cheff, "When did you write this?" He asked, most likley thinking I stole it.
"I wrote it for the comp, but it disappeared keep your hand on it at all times, it's like Houdini," This caused a few laughs but Duncan tried to hide a smile. Why does he hate me? "We ready to order?" I asked, getting yups, and yeahs I took their order and went to the counter.
"Hi, can I get a toffee pancake with whipped cream, a fruit delight, four cups of coffee and a normal butter pancake?" I asked, he looked at me like he was thinking I was gonna try to eat it all, so I glance at my friends, (and Duncan) and he nodded. I walked back and sat next to Jasmine.
"The guy looked as if I was gonna try to eat it all." I chuckled.
"You probable would, cause your a pig." Duncan murmured.
"I'm sorry Duncan, what was that?" I asked and Jasmine and George looked at me, to say they heard it too.
"You probaley would, cause your a pig!" He shouted standing up.
"So your judging me and you barley even know me? Just by that I can tell your a stuck-up guy who wants everything and always gets it, what did I do to you?" I said calmly but my fists clenched, because if he punches or slaps me I'll be ready. He opened then after a moment he closed his mouth, for some weird and idiotic reason it reminded me of a goldfish. The chef behind the counter looking at us as if were filming Coronation Street,
"If your going to judge me, then I'm leaving." I said putting a twenty pound note on the table, I did say my treat. I walked out leaving them stunned. I walked too my bunker again wonder what the hell I just done, I ditched Jasmine and George, what the hell am I gonna do with the comp, I ditched my best chances to.
"If there's one,
There's only one,
I could care less,
One guy,
Ruined my life,
Just that,
One guy
Ruined me chances,
That one guy,
I can never trust,
For what he did to me,
Why did he do it?
My hate as hot as the sun!
I don't see why me,
Why me.
My life is a fallen crusade,
And it died at the gates!"
I singed/ screamed that song and it's not about the comp.
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Authors Note: Thats not Blue Tears.
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I walked on into my bunker and I padlock the door so no one can bust in, they have to knock.
"Why,why, why, why did I have to walk out!" I screamed as I chucked stuff about, but leaving my guitar to live another day. I start a punching the punching bag like crazy every time I feel tired I double on my efforts, the chain breaks but I'm still hitting it on the ground, I image it's Duncan's face so I'm still hitting it harder. I get up grab a drink and take my guitar, I'm not going to give up this comp without a fight and by all means of fair play I will win.
I have to.
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