~One Month Later~
Sophia
Des was still a little mad at Michael about the whole thing.
I forgave him but I didn't forget he did it.
He's one of the people I avoid everyday.
Des is singing at The Singing Bean regularly now,Angel and Calum broke up,Rebeca is still Rebeca and Jack and Luke are going strong.
Alisha,the girl that was with Michael that I was jealous of, is actually really cool.
I got to know her and she's a great friend.
I smiled at my paper since I was done.
Winter break is in a few weeks and I couldn't wait for Christmas and Angel couldn't wait for her birthday.
I giggled at that and then the empty seats next to me where filled.
"Hey." I said as I looked at Jack,Luke,Rebeca,Angel,and Des.
"What'cha doing?" Jack asked as she leaned over to look at my paper.
"I was writing the rest of my new song." I shrugged.
"Oh really?" Angel asked and reached for my paper but I smacked her hand away from it.
"Yes,and you can wait to hear it." I said and then I put the paper in my backpack.
"Can you believe that Winter break is just next week?" Des asked.
"Yes." I nodded.
"I can't wait for my birthday!" Angel squealed.
"Are you guys coming to the last game before Winter break tonight?" Luke asked.
"You know I'll be there." Jack smiled at him.
"Ew. You guys are making me sick." Des said.
"No PDA!" I shouted at them.
"If I could have your attention please!" Josie's voice rang through the small cafe.
We all looked over and I saw Michael standing next to Josie with a guitar.
"Hi or uh hey. I'm Michael Clifford and this is Cherry Wine by Hoizer." He said into the mic and then he took his seat and began to play.
"Her eyes and words are so icy,
Oh but she burns
Like rum on a fire.
Hot and fast and angry,
As she can be.
I walk my days on a wire.
It looks ugly, but it's clean,
Oh momma, don't fuss over me.
The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine.
Open hand or closed fist would be fine.
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
Calls of guilty fall in me.
All while she stains,
The sheets of some other.
Thrown at me so powerfully.
Just like she throws with the arm of her brother.
But I want it, it's a crime,
That she's not around most of the time.
The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine.
Open hand or closed fist would be fine.
Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
Her fight and fury is fiery.
Oh but she loves,
Like sleep to the freezing,
Sweet and right and merciful.
I'm all but washed,
In the tide of her breathing.
And it's worth it, it's divine,
Can I have this some of the time.
The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine.
Open hand or closed fist would be fine.
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine."
I couldn't help but clap.
That boy could sing that's for sure.
As he thanked the crowd that he drew in, he walked off the stage.
The door opened causing the bell to ding and we all looked over to see Esme walk in.
"Hey Aunt Esme!" I smiled and waved.
"Hey,I just wanted to tell you that I might not be home tonight,Felix and I are going out for our one month anniversary." She said.
"Oh! Okay." I smiled and she smiled.
"I hope you guys have fun!" I said and she nodded.
"Well,be careful." Esme said as she went to walk back out.
"I will! Love you!" I said and she smiled.
"Love you too!" She said back and then left.
"Well,I'm definitely going to that game!" I said while looking at Luke.
"Good. You should get there early or you won't get the best seats." He said and he slowly stood up.
"Where are you going?" Jack asked.
"I'm going to practice penguin oh and Angel,Calum said he wanted to talk to you." Luke said.
I only let Luke use my nick name for Jack because he seemed like a good boy.
We all turned our heads to look at Angel who had her chin resting oh her arm and her eyes closed.
"She'll be there." Des said while poking Angel causing her to stir a bit.
"She stayed up late last night." Rebeca concluded.
"Yeah." We all nodded.
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Sorry that it was short!
It was just a filler really but um,yeah.
Sorry I haven't updated in a while!
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