Chandra : MusicMature

What the hell?

I help Cymb out and beat up that guy for him then, for the first time in ages, I want to talk to him he shuts me out! Fine two can play it that game!

I storm off, unsure really where I'm going but not letting it show. The bell goes, break. What fun. Shain comes out a little later then the rest, his face grim. I storm over to him, when he sees me he smiles a little then sees my bloody hand and his grin widens.

"Cool! Who'd you beat up this time?" He asks coming over to me. I calm down a little, Shain always helps me do that without realising it. "So jerk called J. He was giving it to me and to Cymb, then he starts on Cymbeline. So I punched him." I say calmly and shrug.

Shain laughs and puts his arms around my shoulders. He pushes me towards our usual spot on the grass. We sit down opposite eachother and I grab one of Shain earphones. I put in my ear close my grey eyes.

Shain turns the musicon full blast, like it's suppost to be. Tears Don't Fall by Bullet ForMy Valentine blares in my right ear. I love music, especially rock. I love this band! I block everything out and just let the music take me over.

' (8)  There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?

Your tears don't fall
They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall
They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home

The moments died, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading
Would she hear me if I calls her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame? (8) '

I start moshing to the music, knowing Shain is too. The music calms me, makes me my old self, the one who didn't go around hitting everyone for the slightest things.

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