Post by Alexander Cunningham on Oct 10, 2011 14:32:20 GMT -6
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CAN WE PRETEND THAT AIRPLANES IN THE
NIGHT SKY ARE LIKE SHOOTING STARS CAUSE I COULD REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW
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It was late at night and Alexander couldn’t sleep. He had these habits of staying up till at least four o’clock in the morning. It was a really bad habit and he needed to get out of it. But, that would take him some time so he never really tried. He decided to go down towards the lake. It was where he knew where he could relax. He loved it down there.
It had been around twelve am when he knew everyone was asleep and the time where he could easily sneak out without being caught by any prefect or teacher. He hadn’t gotten into any trouble yet. It was his last year and he was just going to enjoy it. He wanted to explore.
Alexander had walked out of the Slytherin common room with his hood up of his cloak. He made his way gracefully but, smooth. He was quiet as a mouse. He double checked his pocket before he left and made sure he had his quill and note pad. He loved two draw and write songs. His music was a part of him. Sometimes he thought he had been a ravenclaw but, his mischievous got to him. Plus his whole family was a line of Slytherins.
He finally snuck up to the entrance hall and opened up the double doors. It had been a little bit chilly and he pulled his cloak up close to him. He made his way down to the black lake. It was really dark out but, the stars were shining above and it made a light path walking down. So it wasn’t like pitch black out. He continued and worked his way down and finally gotten there. There was no one about and he found his way to his spot.
Alexander walked over and sat down. Underneath his cloak he had on a pair of skinny black jeans. Also, he had on a plain black shirt with a hoodie. He pulled out his quill and notepad from his pocket. He was in the mood to write songs and he had one in his mind that was urging to get out.
Alexander didn’t like anyone see his work. His parents hadn’t been too fond of his music. He loved to play the guitar and the drums. But, he had a passion for writing songs more. He had his own band back home. Most of his friends went to durmstrang where he should have gone but, he had gotten stuck here all seven years. Alexander didn’t mind it. He was rather quiet boy. He leaned back and started writing.
As he wrote he had thought of his ex-girlfriend. Which was a bad thing for him. She had cheated on him thankfully she didn’t go hear. He was rather heart broken by it and still couldn’t get his mind off of her. That’s what this song was about that he was writing. He had started humming it to himself and tried to get the beat that he had wanted.
Song
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STATUS: Done
TAGGED: Alexia
WORDS: 505
LYRICS: B.O.B. & Hayley Williams
NOTES: none...
CREDITS: Thanks to BUNNYA! at Caution 2.0
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