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"That was perfect," Flynn says from the drums. He twirls his sticks around in his hands.
"Ah, there's something missing. Let's go again," I say, wiping the sweat from my forehead.
I'm standing in the front of the room, my guitar slung over my shoulder and microphone on the stand in front of me. We're working on a combination of cover songs and making our own. Right now, we're trying to go through one of our own songs, but I'm not feeling it today.
I just can't get into it.
I haven't been able to sit still since Luna walked away from me yesterday. I tried going to her bedroom window last night, but she wouldn't open it for me. Now the guys have been here all day, and we're really behind on practicing. I'm trying to put it behind me for just a couple hours so I can focus on the shit I need to do, but I can't.
I can never put her behind me.
We roll through the song one more time.
By the time we’re finished, I have sweat dripping down my temples, and I want to scream. My mind is too disorganized, I can’t get shit straight. It’s messing with my music.
"Perfect, Rome. Let's call it," Clyde says from the bass.
I shake my head, feeling like something's still missing. "No, not yet." My fingers run up and down the smooth guitar strings, wishing it would just play perfect for me so I could go see Luna.
"Dude," Lonnie says, "What's going on?"
I frown at him as I lift the guitar from over my shoulder and put it in its stand. "What? Nothing." I grab my glass of water and down it, letting an ice cube slip into my mouth. I crunch on it, feeling angry and embarrassed that they can even tell I'm torn up over something.
If they knew it was over Luna, they'd laugh at me until they were blue in the face. They love Luna, and they think of her as a little sister, but they have been making fun of our relationship since they met her.
"You love her."
"She has you whipped."
"You look like a fucking puppy dog."
Always. Always fucking harassing me about it. If they knew I was pouting over something so trivial, I think they would smash my guitar over my head.
"Kathleen and Leslie are going to the movies tonight and were wondering if we wanted to go," Flynn says, thumping the bass drum with his foot.
I sigh, not really interested. Although I can tell Clyde and Lonnie are by the way their ears perk up. "What movie?" Lonnie asks.
"The new Psycho is what Leslie said. Hey, Roman, Leslie said Cindy is supposed to be there tonight. Maybe if she gets scared enough, she'd jump on your lap." Flynn shrugs, like it isn't a big deal.
I hear a tinkering, and look over my shoulder, seeing Nora and Luna standing in the doorway. Nora is staring at Flynn; she's had a crush on him since I could remember. I would intervene on it, except my eyes are locked on Luna's and the devastated look on her face.
I take a step toward her, but she's already gone, only a wave of black hair flowing in the doorway before that disappears. Nora follows her a second later, after a fierce scowl in my direction.
I turn around, glaring at all three of my friends. "Ido notfucking like Cindy. Why does everyone keep thinking that?"
"Dude, Leslie said she's going to try and pull big moves on you now that you're going to be in a different school than Luna."
I snort. "She can fucking try, but I'll shut her down every time."
Silence.
"Go get her, Rome. You always play like shit when you guys are fighting. It'd be a waste for us to sit here and pretend like the music will be good."
I nod, walking out and shutting the door behind me. They can either wait until I get back or leave whenever they want. I'm sure they'll end up going to the movies, and they know that I'm not going to be going with them. They've been around my house enough times to know their own way out of there.
I slip out the back door, walking in my shorts and t-shirt across my backyard and into Luna's. I walk to her window, tapping on it a few times.
No answer.
