When I Come Around, chapter 1
"God damn it... Why won't my fingers go in the right place?!" I try to place my fingers on the right strings of the guitar.
"At least you know how to play," Dianna says as she watches me struggle.
"I wish this was my guitar." I look at the black Fender and dream about the sound it would make if it was plugged into the amp.
"Kelly... Please for the last time...Do some work and stop playing with the guitars." My boss says.
"I'm sorry." I lie, I'm never sorry about using the guitars, I mean why can't I? I work in an instrument store but I can't touch anything. I like working here but only when I work by myself.
I get up and go behind the counter and put the guitar up for display.
Dianna comes up and stands in front of the counter.
"So what are you doing this weekend?" Dianna askes me as she leans forward and rests her head on the counter. Dianna was one of my friends, but she wasn't my best friend, we're just like people that talk to each other and don't have to worry about fighting or anything. And besides I don't separate my friends from least good friend to best friend. I find that stupid.
"I don't know, I guess sit around and makes some mash potatoes when I'm hungy,"
Dianna looked at me and laughed.
"Not this again." The last time I made mash potatoes was when she came over to my house, she ended up going home with shit loads of mash potatoe in her hair.
"I love potatoes... So what are you doing?"
"I'm going to see some band... Something about kerplunk...I don't know."
Dianna and I loved punk music. Like The Remones and The Clash and Op Ivy.
"Oohhhh can I come?" I always get excited about going to concerts.
"Yeah...I think the band is in town now.. I don't know, whatever." Dianna half heartedly finished the sentence. Dianna was a cool girl, apart from the fact that she works half the time and she is always tired. But she was a cool person to talk to.
"Great, I'm so excited. I LOVE GOING INTO THE MOSH PIT!" Dianna lifts her head up.
"Well I'm going home...See you later.." She walks towards the door.
"Bye Di." I wave to her, she waved back and opened the door.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Dianna screams at the guy who ran into her as she came out.
"Geez...Sorry... " I looked at the guy as Dianna pushed past him. He had the brightest red hair I have ever seen. He looked over to me, I quickly looked away. I don't want to look like a dick staring at him.
He looked away and I looked at him again. I watched him look at the amps.
"Hey...How much is this?" He said pointing to the biggest amp the store has.
I walk over to him.
"Well that one is $1000," I looked at him, I was almost knocked out. He had the greenest eyes I have seen. I stare at him.
I snap out of it.
"Oohh I'm sorry," Why the fuck did I do that? He thinks I'm on crack now.
"Sorry about what?" he turns around and looks at the guitars.
"Nothing...So can you play?" I quickly change the subject.
He turns around and looks at me.
"Yeah...Can you?" He smiled at me, I smile back.
"Yeah..." I pick up one of the guitars and hand it to him.
"Can you plug it in?" he looks at me as he sits down on the stool and stums a few chords.
"Yeah sure," I grab the chord and plug it in.
He play a song which I'm sure I've heard, wait...I must of heard it somewhere before.
"Can I hear you play?" He smiled.
"I'm not that great...I'm having problems with putting my fingers on the right place," Why the hell did I say that? Now he thinks I lied.
"Come on..." he said holding out the guitar. I can't resist him, God just play it.
I take the guitar, he gets up from the seat. I sit down.
I play the first chords of Knowledge. But when I get to the middle part my fingers fuck it up. He laughed.
"Come here I'll help you," I stood up, he stood behind me and put his hand one mine and gently put my fingers in the right place. I strummed and it sounded really great.
"THANKS!" I'm so excited he showed me how to play it. Wait, he knows Operation Ivy.
"It's right, I see you like Op Ivy," he smiled.
"I love them!"
"Me too-"
"HEY BILL...COME ON!" some guy yelled at through the window.
"YEAH...I'M COMING...Thanks for the help." He smiled and walked away. I watched him open the door, he turned around and smiled.
"I'll see ya around maybe." He walked out.
Holy crap. I can't believe what just happened. I just met a really cool guy.
But what the fuck was his name?...
"At least you know how to play," Dianna says as she watches me struggle.
"I wish this was my guitar." I look at the black Fender and dream about the sound it would make if it was plugged into the amp.
"Kelly... Please for the last time...Do some work and stop playing with the guitars." My boss says.
"I'm sorry." I lie, I'm never sorry about using the guitars, I mean why can't I? I work in an instrument store but I can't touch anything. I like working here but only when I work by myself.
I get up and go behind the counter and put the guitar up for display.
Dianna comes up and stands in front of the counter.
"So what are you doing this weekend?" Dianna askes me as she leans forward and rests her head on the counter. Dianna was one of my friends, but she wasn't my best friend, we're just like people that talk to each other and don't have to worry about fighting or anything. And besides I don't separate my friends from least good friend to best friend. I find that stupid.
"I don't know, I guess sit around and makes some mash potatoes when I'm hungy,"
Dianna looked at me and laughed.
"Not this again." The last time I made mash potatoes was when she came over to my house, she ended up going home with shit loads of mash potatoe in her hair.
"I love potatoes... So what are you doing?"
"I'm going to see some band... Something about kerplunk...I don't know."
Dianna and I loved punk music. Like The Remones and The Clash and Op Ivy.
"Oohhhh can I come?" I always get excited about going to concerts.
"Yeah...I think the band is in town now.. I don't know, whatever." Dianna half heartedly finished the sentence. Dianna was a cool girl, apart from the fact that she works half the time and she is always tired. But she was a cool person to talk to.
"Great, I'm so excited. I LOVE GOING INTO THE MOSH PIT!" Dianna lifts her head up.
"Well I'm going home...See you later.." She walks towards the door.
"Bye Di." I wave to her, she waved back and opened the door.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Dianna screams at the guy who ran into her as she came out.
"Geez...Sorry... " I looked at the guy as Dianna pushed past him. He had the brightest red hair I have ever seen. He looked over to me, I quickly looked away. I don't want to look like a dick staring at him.
He looked away and I looked at him again. I watched him look at the amps.
"Hey...How much is this?" He said pointing to the biggest amp the store has.
I walk over to him.
"Well that one is $1000," I looked at him, I was almost knocked out. He had the greenest eyes I have seen. I stare at him.
I snap out of it.
"Oohh I'm sorry," Why the fuck did I do that? He thinks I'm on crack now.
"Sorry about what?" he turns around and looks at the guitars.
"Nothing...So can you play?" I quickly change the subject.
He turns around and looks at me.
"Yeah...Can you?" He smiled at me, I smile back.
"Yeah..." I pick up one of the guitars and hand it to him.
"Can you plug it in?" he looks at me as he sits down on the stool and stums a few chords.
"Yeah sure," I grab the chord and plug it in.
He play a song which I'm sure I've heard, wait...I must of heard it somewhere before.
"Can I hear you play?" He smiled.
"I'm not that great...I'm having problems with putting my fingers on the right place," Why the hell did I say that? Now he thinks I lied.
"Come on..." he said holding out the guitar. I can't resist him, God just play it.
I take the guitar, he gets up from the seat. I sit down.
I play the first chords of Knowledge. But when I get to the middle part my fingers fuck it up. He laughed.
"Come here I'll help you," I stood up, he stood behind me and put his hand one mine and gently put my fingers in the right place. I strummed and it sounded really great.
"THANKS!" I'm so excited he showed me how to play it. Wait, he knows Operation Ivy.
"It's right, I see you like Op Ivy," he smiled.
"I love them!"
"Me too-"
"HEY BILL...COME ON!" some guy yelled at through the window.
"YEAH...I'M COMING...Thanks for the help." He smiled and walked away. I watched him open the door, he turned around and smiled.
"I'll see ya around maybe." He walked out.
Holy crap. I can't believe what just happened. I just met a really cool guy.
But what the fuck was his name?...
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