~Broken Dreams~

Broken Dreams​

“I’m sorry, Max. But i have to go.”
“But why?! You are the only person who cares to me!”
“Life sometimes cruel. I have being destined to leave you. Cops are chasing me, and i can’t let you involved of this.”
“But....”
“Here’s the deal, i’ll let you to have my guitar and someday i will take it back when the time comes”
“Will you return?”
“I will. I promise”
Then that person leave Max and faded from his sight.
“He won’t return, Max. He doesn’t care to you” said another Young Max who appears
“NO! He will!”
“But what if he died?”
“I won’t believe it!”
“There’s no news about him, Max. Face it, he’s dead.”
“No...” said Young Max who shivering.
Then everything becomes dark and he heard a loud voice of alarm clock.


It was 06:45 AM. A loud ringing of alarm clock break the quiet morning. Max suddenly woke up because of dream and shivering. “Dream....” thought Max. Then it was picked up and throw it hardly into wall that makes it crashed. Max taking to sleep again until a loud voice of opened door heard into Max’s ear and it was his uncle. “Are you gonna late for school today, sleepyhead?!” said his uncle. Max ignored him and turned his body from his uncle’s sight. Then his uncle gave him a splash of water into his eyes which makes him woke up.

“School time, you're still lucky that i woke you up. You ain’t live in here for sleep like a pig. Your parents-“ said his uncle until Max immediately answered, “Yeah, yeah i know.”

Then he took a bath and moved to outside of the house. His uncle trying to call him but he ignored. So Max took his motorcycle and “go to the school” (as his uncle thought so), but of course he skipped it and find his buddies who used to gather at usual place.

(note that they haven't seen the Apollo yet)

 

Will was sitting at the usual spot, car parked near a bench where he had his laptop and guitar out, strumming away. He had the tune going through the speakers so if anyone walked by they would hear his playing. He had his strap on but he was sitting so the guitar hung and didn't rest on his lap. He was playing te lead part to Afterlife by Avenged Sevenfold, hands flying across the fretboard.

 

((OOC: so, should we all meet at the "Usual Place"? lol, KH2 reference. ))

IC:

"Shay. Shay!" Barry called out through the over-crowded hallways. It was two periods after homeroom and Barry wanted to let Shay know that he wanted to cut a couple of periods.

"Shay!" He called.

"Barry, Barry, over HERE!" Called out a recognizable voice from the gymnasium.

"Shay, thank God I found you." Barry panted.

Shay crossed his arms, "Don't over-exaggerate, I'm really not that great that GOD should fall into discussion, but... I do admit that whenever I'm around, a God does fall into question." Shay smirked.

Barry crouched down, trying to support his worn-out knees, "Don't flatter yourself." Barry smiled as he slowed his heart-rate down.

"So..." Shay raised an eyebrow.

"Umm, yeah. I need you to dispose of the section sheet," Barry pulled a crumpled up paper out of his pocket and handed it to Shay.

"Here, I already typed up a new attendance sheet. I was never here." Barry smiled as he pressed his index finger up against his lips.

Shay's eyebrows dropped, "Nonononono- NO! I am not covering for you again, Barry!"

"Well for fuck's sake, Shay..." Barry began, thinking of different ways to tell Shay that he owed him.
Unlike Shay's, Barry's eyebrows shot up.

"OOH! Ooh, ooh! What about that time I helped you hook up with Serena Turner!" Barry grinned.

Shay moaned, "THAT WAS IN THE FIFTH GRADE."

"It worked, didn't it? And you never payed me back!"

"You're my friend, I didn't have to pay you back!" Shay groaned.

"Please, Shay..." Barry looked up to him, then quietly mouthed the word again 'please...'

"Ugh." Shay said as the bell rang, "FINE! I'll cover you this time. Now get out of here before you're seen or we'll BOTH get in trouble."

"I LOVE YOU LIKE A SON!" Barry laughed as he ran out of the school, sniffing the fresh, sweet air on a beautiful morning like this one.

 

The solo came up and Will stood, the cord trailing from his guitar. He loved playing this solo because it had so many different elements to it. As his hands slid to start the higher chromatic scales of the solo he shut his eyes, losing himself into the music, letting his hands and memory do he job and he just sit back and listen to the music

 

Lily walked down the dark road, hands rolled up tightly in her jacket pockets. Her eyes fixated on the floor. At first she didnt know where she was going, or what she was doing out at 6:26 in the morning. She had been out all night just wandering around. There air was cold and murky, and all she could her was the sounds of the leaves rustling in the trees.

She stared at the sky.....she watched the sun slowly rise....covering the streets with light. She covered her eyes with her hand and squinted at the sun.

Her watch started beeping, she didnt want to go school so she decided to go to the usual place instead.
Lily turned in the oposite direction and started running...she didnt know why, she just felt like running.

 

Will hands moved faster and faster and suddenly he found himself at the chorus, but omething was different. He was singing and it was perfectly in tune. He had sung a bit when he was younger but he mostly stuck with guitar. He thought i ws strange but just continued through the song, hands moving from memory.

 

Max arrived with his motorcycle at usual place. He saw Will who was listening to the music, so he parked his motorcycle nearby his car and picking one of his speaker and saying, "Sorry to interrupt, but here's the magazine you waiting for."

He picked up his bag and showed Rolling Stone latest magazine and gave it to Will. "It wasn't hard to get here when uncle was busy with his "facebook" and chatting with the lady on the next door" said Max.

Then he sat and waiting others to came and planning to tell everyone about going to Apollo, the greatest musical concert that held once in a year.

 

As soon as Lily arrived she noticed that she wasnt the only one that flunked school today. Max and will were sitting in the corner reading a magazine of some sort.
She strolled in and sat down slowly. Her eyes were still fixed onto the ground, she tapped her fingers in a slow and steady rythm and her mind just seemed to drift away.

 

Will didn't acknowledge that they were there as he finished the song, hands working with the strings in steady, precie motions. His voice was still going with the song, in perfect tune with the music Will was playing along to. He was aso not aware that he was even still playing. He had wanted to polish up the solo and start on practicing a different song but he just started to lose himself in the song.

 

Barry arrived in his old run-down El Camino, he saw the gang was there and pulled up across the street.
Getting out of his car, he noticed that Will was already strummin' his guitar.

Predictable, Barry thought and smiled.

"Howdy, boys." Barry said, trying to cover-up his little southern accent.

 

Lily heard Barry's voice, then looked up 'Boys?' She raised her eyebrow as she spoke. maybe they didnt seem to notice that she is a girl. Considering that she hangs around with them all the time and she doesnt have many 'girly friends' maybe she's caught onto boyish habits aswell. But she was glad that they treat her like a normal person.

 

Barry quickly directed his attention to Lily, "AND girl." He smiled as he sat on a cold folding chair.

"So, looks like most of us are here, does anyone wanna go for a quick song? By the looks of it, I think we all have time." Barry yawned, cracking his neck.

"So, anyone?"

 

Lily just shrugged and looked down again. She didnt feel like singing, she didnt feel like doing anything. She looked around and wondered why she was there anyway. Why are they my friends? What exactly is a friend? She didnt even know the meaning of the word 'friend' anymore.
But she was glad that she wasnt alone anymore. 'um....so....you guys okay?' she muttered.

 

Will strummed the final note and heard Lily. "I'm good Lily, how have you been?" He asked as he started putting away his equipment. He unplugged the guitar, shut down the program on his laptop, wrapped the cord and strap up, put everything in his case except for his laptop, and shut it, flipping the latches within seconds. He then strode over to the old mustang and put the guitar in the back seat. He came back and sat next to Lily.

 

((we haven't created the band yet, right?))

Barry shrugged, "Alright then."

He got up and went over to a desktop they had all pitched in money for. Barry sat down and turned on a professional music program they had bought for the computer.

Barry put on his headphones, "Since we don't have enough money for a sound-proof room," Barry chuckled, like they'd have THAT much money, "Do you guys mind if I practice my vocals?" He asked.

"I'll sing quietly."


Barry had always been good at singing, thus, he was lead singer in band class, but would they like his singing?

 

'hhmmmm.... been better' she said. At the same time she was wrapping a peice of broken string around her finger. She had a habit of spaceing out from time to time. She would just stare into one spot and reflect on memories of her past. She didnt seem to notice will talking. She closed her eyes and saw her Dad standing in front of her.....arms wide open she tried to run to him, but the further she ran, the futher away her dad seemed to be. She kept on running but she couldnt reach him. He slowly faded away then she woke up to the sound of Will's voice.

 

Will looked at her. "Lily, you ok?" He asked, closing his laptop and putting it in his bag. He had always thought of her as a good friend and worried about her often, mostly because of the spacing out but also because she rarely talked with the others.

 

Barry grumbled to himself, "Fine..." He said trailing off.
Barry understood that no one would probably ever like his singing, but he trailed off anyway and hummed slowly to himself.

Barry yawned and watched everyone talk, maybe it was a waist of time cutting the rest of school just to be here.

 

'hmmmm? yeah im fine.' Her finger was swollen because her blood couldnt reach the tip of her finger. She unravelled the string slowly realesing her hand from the agonising pain, though she enjoyed the feeling....she wouldnt have wanted to have her hand chopped off because of it. She was still trying to understand why people were so concerned about her. They could see that she was fine yet they still ask questions.......but maybe in other peoples eyes she isnt fine.

 

Will sat next to her. "Well ok but I just don't want you getting hurt... in any way." He said, setting his hand on hers. She was one of his very good friends since he was rarely in school and when he was he fought or slept. "Seriously, if there's anything wrong, let me help, ok?"