The title is deceiving.. A story of new discoveries.
Other than studying, her life revolved around her band. Well not really her band, but it was the only place she felt safe, where she could be herself and express all her emotions through music... And she was only ever in this band because of Frank. Frank had started it all. The setting of the sun signified the end of Monday, but the start of a long evening for band practice. Frank stood, his fingers constantly moving as if on edge, as he practiced his guitar solo. His electric blue guitar glimmered in the lonely, un-shaded light bulb that dangled precariously off the ceiling, occasionally shaking as someone walked on the floor above. Stella was sat on the sofa clicking away on her blackberry unsure as to why people suddenly start texting her when she was busy, yet when she was bored, no one texted her. Suddenly a piercing sound came from the microphone and the two of us fell silent, looking up from our own dream-worlds to source the disturbance. Frank ran for the amplifier and punched it, his knuckles clicking from the impact. The amplifier squeaked once more and then silenced into the natural sounds. As he returned back to his natural position, he caught my eye and smiled the smile that I had initially fallen in love with and I responded with a cheeky wink and a giggle.
Our suddenly intimate moment when disturbed by the muffled thumping of feet walking down the stairs towards us.
Its been a while since I have started writing again.. So hope you enjoy(: