The Guitarbox ~ A 5SOS Fanfiction

Da den 18 årige Quiff Hallow mister sine forældre i en bilulykke, vil hun gøre alt hvad der skal til for at udvikle sin musik. Hun spiller i sin lokale park hvor folk lægger penge i hendes guitarbox men hvad sker der når en specielt dreng lægger penge i den. Nemlig Luke Hemmings. Følg med i Quiff Hallows rejse med musik, håb, og ikke mindst kærlighed ❤

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2. The beginning

The beginning

Jeg kigger rundt i parken og finder den sædvanlige bænk jeg sidder på. Jeg lægger min guitarbox på jorden foran mig. Jeg tager min guitar ud og svinger den rundt om mig. Ja, i tænker sikkert hvad jeg har gang i. Men lad mig starte med at fortælle hvem jeg er.

Jeg er Quiff Hallow og er 18 år (Funny name, I Know). Jeg bor her i Australien, Sydney og min forældre døde i en bilulykke. Jeg bor i et lille hus og sparer op til at gå på et musikskole. Musik er min passion og derfor, spiller jeg her i parken og folk lægger så penge i guitarboxen.

Jeg elsker pop-rock musik og derfor er jeg fan af Nirvana, Green Day, All Time Low og lidt af 5 Seconds of Summer. De er gode nok men de er lidt for, irriterende. Don't judge me men ja. De virker bare for selvglade men, alle har sin mening. Okay, tilbage til virkeligheden.

Introen til Good Girls af 5SOS bliver spillet af min hånd, det kan godt være at de er irriterende men de betyder ikke at det laver god musik. Godt nok kan jeg lide pop-rock, men har faktisk aldrig spillet på en el guitar (længe leve pengemangel).

She's a good girl
She's Daddy's favourite
He's saved for Harvard
He know she'll make it
She's good at school
She's never truant
She can speak French
I think she's fluent

'Cause every night she studies hard in her room
At least that's what her parents assume
But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend
Here's what she told me the time that I caught 'em

She said to me,
"Forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught.
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught."

Whoa oh oh oh- oh whoa oh
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa oh oh oh- oh whoa oh
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

She's a good girl
A straight A student
She's really into
All that self-improvement
I swear she lives in that library
But if you ask her she'll say,
"That's where you'll find me!"

But if you look then you won't find her there
She may be clever but she just acts too square
'Cause in the back of the room where nobody looks
She'll be with her boyfriend
She's not reading books!

She said to me,
"Forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught.
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught."

Do do do d-do do do do do do
Good girls are bad girls and good girls are bad girls
Do do do d-do do do do do do
Good girls are bad girls and good girls are bad girls

She's a good girl
(She's a good girl)
Hasn't been caught
(She's a good girl)
She's a good girl
(She's a good girl)
Hasn't been caught...

She said to me,
"Forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught.
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught."

She said to me,
(She said to me)
"Forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught.
So just turn around
(Just turn around)
And forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught."

Whoa oh oh oh-oh whoa oh
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa oh oh oh-oh whoa oh
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa oh oh oh- oh whoa oh
Whoa oh oh- oh oh whoa oh
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

 

Jeg afslutter sangen med en melodi jeg selv har fundet på. Folk har i løbet af sangen omringet mig og klapper så til sidst. Jeg bukker og begynder at pakke sammen.

Folk lægger penge i guitarboxen, men noget fanger mine øjne. En dreng der lægger pænt mange penge i boxen. Han har en Nirvana tanktop og en læderjakke. Han har Ripped skinny jeans, en læbepiercing og hans hår ligner et skihop. Har jeg ikke set ham før? Jeg kigger i hans blå øjne og med et ved jeg hvem det er. Luke.

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