I got home, it was 10:34 pm, my mother was sleeping in her warm bed with one light one. I went over to turn the light off and my mother opening her eyes, rising up, whispering
"Where have you been? It's 10:35. What where you doing?"
"Working, you know that." I said, trying to walk out of the room. My mother stopped right in front of me, in her bright yellow nightgown ,and her hair up in a ponytail.
"Your not going anywhere. You're staying right here and telling what you where exactly doing, or I swear I'll take your guitar away."
"Fine. I got out of school. I went to the cafe to see, Levi. I grabbed a package, from a kid at school, and then I-"
"Wait, what kid?"
"Just a Kid, who wanted to give something his mother."
"Well, that's sweet of him. I'm guessing, that he's new."
"Ya, he is."
"Do you like him? Do be shy?" If I told my mother a secret, within a hour, the world would know. Ether way, I'm don't really like him like that, he's more of a friend, but not, kind of like Levi. I told her I didn't like him like that. Afterwards, I went to my room, it was on the top floor. It was a white room with blue carpet and a single window. The bed was a mess, candy rapers, song lyrics, paper, it was just a mess. There was one spot on my bed was clean. That's where I sat, making music and eating candy. The walls were filled with posters of my favorite bands and singers; Rolling Stones, 5 Seconds Of Summer, Paramore, etc. There was a small corner blank, it was going to be fulled with pictures of me, for the future, when I become a star. Dream, that's all, nothing more, nothing less.
I sat down on the bed, garbed my guitar, started to play. I played, 5 Seconds of Summer's song, Amnesia. I closed my eyes and started to play. I was in a dream, I was on stage, cheering, screaming, claping. It was so nice. I open my eyes, back the life. Sad.