Suspicious…what do you mean?”He walked over to the driver’s seat and got in.”Were just getting ice cream right…..?He started the car and drove off.While in the car their was an awkward silence again.So the good thing was his iphone was already synced into his car.So he told her to browse through it an find some music to put on.Chase didn’t like a lot of main-stream music and he rarely listened to the radio.Glancing over at her he wanted him to trust him.He never let people look through his phone let alone his music,but with her being a singer like him it made it easier to.
"Suspicious as in….. i don’t know. Just the way you said it…" she trailed off not wanting to make a fool of herself. This was one of her few friends at Sterling and she didn’t want to scare him away. He handed her his iphone and told her to pick a song to listen to. Slowly, she scrolled through the songs. Not one of them had she had a clue what they were. She had never heard of any of these bands and artists. Carly only listened to mostly mainstream music. It was kind of weird because by the looks of it, her and and Chase had completely different tastes in music. Shyly, she looked over to him. "Well, I don’t know any of these songs." She said handing him back the phone, "You pick the song. I’d love to be introduced to new music."
While they were walking Chase smirked as he caught Carly looking at him but shrugged it off.When they got to the elevator Chase pressed the button to go to the 1st floor.He giggled back at her,”Of course I know where I’m going”.The door opened,”Don’t worry just stick with me”.He winked knowing that was one of the most cheesiest things hes ever said,but it just slipped out.After the short elevator ride they got out and made their way to the parking lot.He searched for his keys,”Their they are”pulling them out of his back pocket.He unlocked the doors and opened the passenger door and signaled for her to get in,”Don’t worry I have my licenses”.
Carly followed Chase into the elevator and pressed the button awkwardly. She looked over and smiled at him and stepped back into her place. After the short elevator ride was over, they stepped out into the parking lot. Carly tripped over her feet accidentally but thank goodness it went unnoticed, it would have been embarrassing if Chase would’ve seen her stumble. Carly had always been sort of a klutz. In 4th grade, she tripped over her dog’s food bowl and twisted her ankle horribly. She was just prone to accidents. Following Chase to his car, he told her “Don’t worry I have my licenses.” He opened the passenger door for her and she replied “Well doesn’t that sound suspicious.” Carly sat in the seat, pulled her foot in, and closed the door.
Today was the day Chase was longing for this hole week “Saturday”,But he just spent it in bed channel surfing until his thumbs ached.He picked up his phone from the charger and saw is was already 10pm.”What a day”his mumbled and thought the one chance he’s away from home and his spending it in bed was not gonna fly straight with him.So he scanned through his contacts and saw Carly aka Miss Forever Young’s number and decided to invite her out for ice cream. He thought she needed some cheering up.When she accepted he went to get dress,remembering today was Saint Patrick’s Day he threw on his “Kiss Me I’m Irish shirt,some dark skinny jeans and his brown oxfords.As he was about to leave he knew it was cold out so he grab his coat and made his was to Carly’s dorm.Knocking on her door he looked down at his watch and sudden up again seeing her in the door way.After he greeted her with a Hi and a nod to signal he was ready to go they were off to get some ice cream.
Carly greeted Chase and walked out of the room, closing and locking the door behind her. Lottie hadn’t been around, which wasn’t such a bad thing. Carly liked Lottie, but they barely knew each other. She liked having the room to herself so she could practice her keyboard. Glancing over at Chase, she scanned him discretely. She didn’t want him to think she was checking him out or something weird along those lines. She noticed his shoes, which she thought looked nice on him. As they walked, she realized she had no idea where she was going. She didn’t know where anything was around this place, having had only been there for a few days. She let out a giggle and quietly told him, “Ok, I have no idea where anything is. Please tell me you know where you’re going.”
Carly picked up her purple wide-toothed come and ran it through her hair. She looked into the full-length mirror and examined herself. Her make-up still sat on her face from earlier when she had done it so she could go down to eat lunch. She smoothed her blouse and her jeans. Slipping on her shoes, she heard a faint knock on the door. She hopped off her bed and opened the door to reveal no other than Chase. He had come so they could go get some ice cream. Carly’s life had been a boring mess and he came to change that. “Oh hey. You ready to go?” She asked in a nice tone.
Addison clapped her hands together. “Wonderful!” She yelled in excitement. “You’ll love it trust me.” She smiled widely. Addison wasn’t aware of how she was coming off to Carly. She had only met her the other day and she was already pressuring her to try new things. Then again Addison did the same thing back home. Even if she didn’t know the person she would pressure them into going to a rave with her. She would do anything to have a great time. “I’ll even help you get ready for the rave! It will be so amazing! You won’t regret it.” She nodded slowly with a smile. “What about tomorrow? A rave then? How does that sound? She asked with a smile still on her face.
Carly nodded at Addie and stood up. “Tomorrow sounds nice. I don’t have any plans, so that should work.” She agreed and looked at the floor. She felt her cheeks blush. “Not to sound stupid or anything. But what do I wear? I don’t want to wear the wrong things, you know.” Carly asked the girl and looked into her eyes. Maybe Addie wasn’t pressuring her that much. She really didn’t give into peer pressure often. At home, her friend wanted Carly to try a cigarette. Of course she said no. that was the right thing to do. Zoning back in, she patiently waited for Addie to answer her question.
“But, that’s what’s so wonderful at being at this academy Carly! You don’t have your parents here to tell you no. And since most people don’t know you here you can be who ever you like!” She explained in a high pitched voice. Tossing her hair back to the side she walked back over to Carly. “You need to loosen up a little Carly. Have some fun! I know you’re only 15, but that isn’t young at all now of days to start partying.” She smiled with her rosie pink lips. “If you don’t live a little, you might regret not living life at all.” She nodded as she placed her pale hands on her hips. “You don’t have to take drugs have fun at parties. You can stay sober.” She smiled bigger showing her teeth as she gave Carly a playful nudge. “That’s what I did my first couple of years of partying.”
Unsure, Carly smoothed her hair over several times. Addie was making her nervous. Peer pressure is what it felt like. But Carly couldn’t just tell Addie she didn’t want to. She was young, and everyone was skeptical about her cool status anyways. If she said no, it’d label her a loser. Carly wasn’t a loser. She knew that. Getting over her fear, she sneaked a smile onto her face. “Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt anything. My parents wouldn’t find out. I’m willing to try anything once.” she said nervously. Partying didn’t seem like her thing. She didn’t like that kind of stuff. At least she thought she didn’t. You never know until you try.
“Sure,” Avery said, listening to Carly play. “The reason I play the guitar so well was because Andy taught me,” she said, completely surprised that she had actually said that out loud. She blushed and continued to play, listening to Carly play along. As she stroked she remembered Andy and how he taught her to play. He used to be so amazing to her. Avery soon found she has started playing a completely different song, and Carly had stopped, a little confused. “Sorry,” Avery said, focusing on the music and playing again.
Carly changed what she was playing to go along with what Avery was. Avery mentioned something about someone named Andy. It caught her attention. “If you don’t mind me asking….. Who’s Andy?” Carly focused on her fingers and she keyed along to Avery’s tune. They made great music together. She could definitely see her and Avery being good friends; even though She was 3 years older. But age was just a number, and it was hard for Carly to make friends considering how young she was. She looked over at Avery eagerly and awaited her reply.
“I love your room,” Avery said as she strummed a few chords from “Free” absentmindedly. “I’m the same way with acting,” she said after hearing about how music is to Carly. “And writing.” She started to hum, refraining from singing along. She didn’t sing unless she was completely alone, and even then, she was always paranoid about it. Old habits don’t die, she guessed. She felt completely safe in this room, tho, which was weird for her. She hardly felt safe anywhere anymore, not even her own house. After a a while she felt so safe that she began to sing quietly, almost inaudibly.
Carly smoothed her bedspread free of any wrinkles. She silently listened to Avery as she strummed chords on the guitar. “Thanks. And for an actress, you’re quite good on the guitar.” Avery strummed a catchy tune, and Carly enjoyed it. It was nice to have someone to keep her company. She usually didn’t get visitors and she really didn’t have many friends. She was one of the few freshman and everyone thought she was too young. Getting up slowly, she walked to her keyboard. She hovered her fingers over and gave a warm smile to Avery. “Mind if I play along? I don’t know the song but I’m sure I could improvise something.”
“What! Really?!” At Carly’s remark Addison was surprised. Her hand gently banged on a desk that was near by. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Addison said in a shocked tone. She had never met a person besides Avery who had never been to a rave. In Wolverhampton everyone she knew was either at a rave or a house party. Then again she had to remember this wasn’t Wolverhampton anymore. Most of the teens here were Americans, so she figured from now to expect that none of the teens go to raves besides Rosie. Her best friend. “I started going to raves at the age of 13. Of course you’re not too young.” She smiled as a laugh escaped her mouth. “Would you ever consider going to a rave?” She asked Carly as she walked over to her dresser pulling out a soft lilac colored blouse and placing in on her dresser. She quickly took off her old grey t-shirt, exposing her body even with the door still open. She didn’t mind at all. She wasn’t ashamed of her body. Why would she? She was perfect. She put on the blouse as she waited for Carly’s response.
Carly looked at her hot pink painted toes while Addie changed her shirt. Would her parents even approve of her going to a party? Much less a rave? Carly didn’t seem like the type to care about her parent’s rules, but she actually kind of did. Her mom and dad were nice. They didn’t make rules just to keep Carly from having fun. They made them to keep her safe. “I don’t know if I would go….” Carly said nervously, and kicked her feet at the beige colored carpet. She looked up and realized she could see herself in a mirror across the room. Her hair was a slight mess, and she smoothed it back down to where it should be. “I don’t think my parents would approve. And it’s just…. Well….. Not me.”
“Hey,” Avery said, smiling at Carly. She was cautious as she walked into the room, inspecting it. When nothing tugged at her mind, she had a seat on the bed. Noticing Carly’s guitar, she pointed at it. “Nice guitar,” she said, flashing her a smile. “I play a little too. Do you play keyboard?” She noticed the keyboard a little farther from her. Carly nodded, and Avery found herself smiling even bigger. “We should have a jam session! Do you mind if I use your guitar?” She looked over to the beautiful guitar lying on the bed.
Carly watched Avery enter the room and take a seat on her bed. She was so happy to have someone in her room besides Charlotte, her roommate. Avery politely asked to play Carly’s guitar. “Of course you can play it. I was just practicing my keyboard… I space out when I’m playing my instruments. It’s kind of weird. But music just takes over my soul sometimes.” Carly replied and took a seat next to Avery on her pink bed. She loved the color pink. It was bright and cheerful, and seemed to lighten her mood. She sat and listened as Avery strummed on the guitar.