"𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍."
My mother laughed.
"And you'll even have this weekend for yourself."
"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗?"
"Sorry that I'm telling you so late but I'm going on a wellness vacation with Irina."
Irina was my mothers best friend.
"𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔. 𝙸𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗?"
"Yeah she's picking me up and.... uhm like half an hour I guess."
"𝙾𝚑. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐."
I walked upstairs into my room full of posters and figures of Kirishima. I smiled. If only he was real... I would do anything to go to an anime world. I changed into a comfy sweatshirt and skirt and put on a cap. Everything was Red riot merch of course. Literally half of my closet was either anime merch or red and black. My favourite colours. Am I obsessed with Kirishima? Definetely. I took my Electric guitar out of its cabinet and began playing some anime openings.
Some anime openings later
"Sophie! I'll be going now!"
"𝙾𝚔! 𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢!"
The door shut. Now. Nobody was in this house anymore except for me. My older brother stayed at a friends house for the next week. Time for singing my soul out of my body. I love singing while playing the guitar but in my opinion my voice sounds as if a bird was dying. That's why the only time I really sing is when nobody else is at home. I thought about what to sing when one specific song came to my mind. I smirked and closed my eyes. Then I took a deep breath. I started playing.
"You got two black eyes from loving too hard
And a black car that matches your blackest soul
I wouldn't change ya, oh
Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no
Oh, the neon coast was your sign
And the Midwest wind with Pisces rising
I wouldn't change ya, oh
Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no
Static palms melt your vibe
Midnight whisperings."
I fell to my knees and started singing and playing really loudly. With that I felt like the air around me got a little colder but I ignored it.
"The black magic of Mulholland Drive
Swimming pools under desert skies
Drinking white wine in the blushing light
Just another LA Devotee
Sunsets on the evil eye
Invisible to the Hollywood shrine
Always on the hunt for a little more time
Just another LA Devotee!"
Suddenly I heard a voice.
"Ehem."
Carefully I opened my eyes and realized that I was in a classroom. I felt my face turn red. Did they hear me? But wait! How did I get here? I looked around when I suddenly was grabbed by the wrist. It was the guy who I assumed was the teacher. He had long black hair and somehow looked familiar.
