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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 26, 2011 14:43:16 GMT -6
Kane nodded. He knew a lot of songs to play on it. He had never joined a band yet. He was thinking about joining one, But then it was much better makeing his own band. Kane had not thought of a name for the band yet. His dad was once in a band, But then quit a few days after he joined. His mom was never in band because she really didn't like music as much as he did.
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Post by alice on Jun 26, 2011 14:47:37 GMT -6
Kara laughed. "What songs do you know?" She asked admiring the guitar. She had always loved the intrument though she could never play. She really, could never touch any without messing it up or breaking it; she seemed to have that effect on most things. The one thing she could do was sing and that she really enjoyed. And write most of the time. If she was not dead tired like she was that day, then she could have been able to write just about anything, like a song for her to sing. That was what she did a lot, she wrote songs. However, only her mirror got to listen to them most of the time.
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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 26, 2011 17:05:34 GMT -6
"Awake and Alive, Monster, Everyone like me and a lot more. " Kane said. He knew a whole list of songs from bands that he listened to. He could name ever Skillet song and Thousand foot crutch song. Yes, Skillet sounds like a pan, But it's a band too. He wonderd why the band call them Skillet. When he told his father about the band, He was confused. Kane had to end up explaining the band to his dad.
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Post by alice on Jun 26, 2011 17:10:21 GMT -6
"Oh my god, really?" So, maybe she was a little too excited when he said that. Yes, she loved Skillet and a million other bands like that especially thoses that were a little more rock and heavy and metal and heavy metal and so forth. She knew she was really supposed to like sappy things like Taylor Swift and other little things like that, but she just could not help it. She liked the harder music rather than the easy and soft stuff everyone was into then. "I just love them!" Then, before she knew what she was doing, she was singing Awake and Alive. I'm at war with the world And they try to pull me into the dark I struggle to find my faith As I'm slipping from your arms
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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 26, 2011 17:45:58 GMT -6
Kane nodded. They liked the same band which was really cool to him. He has never met someone who liked the same band as him. Mostly kids now liked rap. He would hear it on the radio mostly. Where was the metal like skillet? He heard her sing the lycris of Awake and Alive. "Your really good at singing." He said.
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Post by alice on Jun 26, 2011 18:14:11 GMT -6
Kara suddenly stopped at the compliment. Her face flushed as she realized that she had started singing; she was incredibly shy when it came to her her voice. She gave a nervous smile. "Oh, thanks. I'm not really that good. It has been a hobby of my for like..." She tried to remember when she had started singing really. "Ever." So, that was not necessarily accurate, but it worked. She seemed to sort of shrink back a little like she was going to go into a little shell like she rarely did, but did so indeed.
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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 26, 2011 22:47:36 GMT -6
"Your welcome." Kane said. He still thought she was really good at singing. He couldn't sing that well because he rarely sang. He was the guy who always played guitar everyday and even at night. Guitar was his thing and enjoyed playing guitar. It helped him feel relaxed if he was stressed out about something. It often made him feel better when he was sad. It was a hobby for him.
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Post by alice on Jun 26, 2011 23:07:02 GMT -6
It was then that a thought struck her as she looked at that guitar in his hands that he played such amazing music on; well she was not sure how good he played, but she knew it was good music he tried to play anyway, which was a huge plus to her. She knew that she was much more at ease singing with music behind her. "Hey, I propose we ge together some day and you can play that pretty guitar of yours and I will sing. And the music we shall make together will be a very good song, because sappy crap is just not good enough for us."
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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 27, 2011 10:49:50 GMT -6
"Yea." Kane said. He put his guitar back in his locker and then shut it. He picked up his books that were on the ground. It would be awesome if she came over to his house. He could still show her his car. He would have to ask his parnets if she could cone here. It was always a rule in his house to ask if someone could come over to his house. Sometimes his parnets said no or yes. It just depends if they were going anywhere.
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Post by alice on Jun 27, 2011 16:32:34 GMT -6
Kara found herself looking forward to this new idea of hers much more than she probably should have been; she did not even know if it was going to happen, yet she felt it was the most exciting thing in her life to happen for quite some time. She was not one to just throw herself out there and do all of these things that made her insecure- her singing in this case- but she felt this strange connection with this guy; this guy she had never met until maybe ten minutes ago and yet she liked him in a "I want to go skydiving with his guy" kind of way. What that meant exactly, she had no idea, she just knew that that was the way she felt. "I am free all this week except Thursday," she added as she watched him close his locker and pick up his books. She grinned and began to walk to their first period class.
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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 27, 2011 16:49:53 GMT -6
" Ok. I think I am not doing anything Thursday. Usually I am never busy on Thursday. I could ask my parnets about you comeing over to my house Tuesday." Kane said, as he was walking beside her. He would have to call his parnets after school. He had his guitar classes on Monday's which he had to go to after school. His parnets mostly went out to eat twice a week. He didn't really like fast food so he would eat the food at his house. Sometimes he would buy food from the school for lunch because he rarely brought a lunch for school. Sometimes he would skip lunch at school because he didn't really like their food.
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Post by alice on Jun 27, 2011 18:04:35 GMT -6
Kara walked slower so that he could catch up. As she walked, she looked at an angle so she could see him and what was in front of her. She did not need to run into any more things for a while. "Tuesday, sounds great," she said though added, "if your parents allow it of course." She really hoped his parents would say yes. She wished to go to his house and play lovely music. Wow, she sounded like a love-sick girl- er a music-sick girl. Strange.
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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 27, 2011 21:50:03 GMT -6
Kane nodded. He was sure his parents would allow her to come over to his house on Tuesday. He hoped she could come over to his house too. Tuesday he wasn't much busy either. They hardly did anything on a Tuesday because sometimes both of his parnets worked on the same day. He could have someone over at his house on Tuesday when his parnets worked, But he would still have to ask. There were even rules when his parnets weren't home.
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Post by alice on Jun 27, 2011 22:17:22 GMT -6
Kara nodded and shook her head. Her grin was bigger than it had been in a while which was definitely a good thing; she needed a friend after her best friend had moved that summer. She still really was not over it, but at least she now had someone that could possibly keep her company. It was then that they reached the classroom door. Half the class was already in the room, though if the teacher was there, she could not tell. She walked inside the room but moved to the side. "So, where do you want to sit?" she asked looking around at the empty seats.
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Post by FordstangGT on Jun 27, 2011 22:24:05 GMT -6
Kane followed her and stopped next to her when they were in the room. He looked around the room. He then looked at the empty seats. Kane didn't know where to sit so he picked the seats next to the window. "How about the two next to the window?" He asked. He liked sitting next to the window, But then he had the habit to look at the window. He would get in trouble by some of teachers. He would try not to look out the window this time.
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