My Band Part 3
Remind me never to mention love to them again. They bombard me with questions, until Tsubaki, with a quiet voice that you want to listen to and that makes you go quiet and is much more compelling to listen than yelling, says, "Leave the poor girl alone; she already has enough on her shoulders." Their shouts and squeals stop. We stop by the bathroom, and I change back into my normal outfit, put in my pigtails, and head home, where Soul probably is already. I stroll in, humming, and lock the door behind me. "So, what was that about making that song?" Shit. I'm dead. How the hell am I going to explain this. I freeze, deer-in-the-headlights style. My humming halts immediately. SHIT! Should I keep him going, tell him that I help create their songs? Or should I tell him the truth?
(A/N okay, sorry it's short, but I just really have a keen sense of where to end things, but I will update it again really soon! Like, less than an hour soon.)
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