Thread: Musical Love (MysticSparxman & ReaperDouble0)

Name Lyra Denosis Age Nineteen. Appearence Something like this Personality Lyra is the kind of person that constantly seem glad. She smiles a lot, laugh a lot and just enjoy life. If something sad happens, she keeps it in her head instead of worrying others. She usually cares more about other people's problems more than her own, usually to a level where it gets annoying. Likes Music and singing, being around others, talking, sometimes she drinks some coffee, although it's mostly when she's sleepy. She loves more or less anything with strawberries in it. Dislikes Rude andor mean people, music-haters, tomatoes and dubstep. I'm sorry if I mess up 3rd person a little, I usually RP in 1st or 2nd .-. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The clock was about 1AM. Lyra was in her bedroom, more specifically in front of her laptop. The icons down at the toolbar was telling that she was listening to some music on spotify, was using skype, and had a few websites open. The laptop wasn't one of the most expensive you could get, but it wasn't cheap either. It had costed her about 1 000 dollars, and she had to pay for it herself. But it was alright. The ASUS-laptop was fast-working, had few issues and it came with most of the Adobe-programs. The reson Skype was open was because she had been talking to the lead guitarist in the school-band for a while now, and it looked like the conversation would last for a while. The conversation went like this Lyra Just asking, have you started talking guitar-classes again? Felix No, why? Lyra Well, I just felt that ... How should I put this ... Felix Just say it already -.- Lyra Sorry to say this, but if you don't start again, I guess we'll have to find a new person to play as lead-guitar. You're holding us back ya'know. Felix Is that so? As far as I can remember, you've been holding us back a bit as well. Lyra -Sigh- I've been sick. What do you expect me to do, come to the school, infecting everyone with my cold? I don't think so, and what I mean is that because of you, we can't continue over to more advanced songs. Tony already know about 10 of the songs I've been considering, and it's the same with Lisa. Felix Why do you expect so much of us? It's just a school-band lol. Lyra Well, if you don't care more than that, I guess I'll just find someone else to play as lead guitar then. Felix Fine, you know what, I don't give a single fuck about who it ends up with because I know you won't find anyone at my level. Lyra Pff, at your level? Even I can play better than that, and I haven't had help with it like you had. I learned what I can myself. Felix I'd like to see that, I bet you suck. Lyra If you're just going to be pissed at me, then fine, do whatever you want. You know, I'm just trying to do what's best for the band. Goodbye. I can't wait to see your face when I find someone, and he kicks your ass. Felix has left the conversation Lyra Idiot... Lyra has left the conversation Lyra felt mean the rest of the night. It wasn't like her to be like that against others, but Felix had pissed her off. It was really not like her. Normaly, she would have sorted it out in a respectful way instead of flaming at him like she did. She looked at the clock. It was almost 2AM now. She push away from the writing-desk and starts stripping off her current clothes. The white tank-top and the shorts was folded together before she put them on the black chair she had been sitting on. Then she laid down under the sheets, hoping to get some sleep. It didn't happend before about 5AM. The next day The alarm-clock made it's normal sound. The squealing sound was ringing through Lyra's ears as she leant over to the watch to turn it off. She was so sleepy she was tempted to just lay down under the sheets again and get a few more hours of sleep. But she didn't. She sat up on the side of the bed, more tired than she would have been if the conversation with Felix hadn't ended so roughly. The phone was laying on the nightable. The icon that used to flash when she got a new message did it's job. She opens the message and starts reading. There wasn't much to read really, just some nonsense from Felix about her beeing a backstabber. Then she went over to her mail. Nothing interesting, only a ton of messages like Felix Ichansar has removed you from his friend-list on facebook and so on. Lyra close the phone and grabs the morning-coat hanging on the wall in the rather big house. She pulls it on before walking over the bathroom to take a shower. She strip off her underwear and turn on the water, hoping it would wake her up a little. When the water felt like it was hot enough, she stepped inside and started to wash her shoulder-long hair. An hour later, she was sitting in the dinning-room, eating some yogurt. There was bread and such in the house, but it didn't feel like a bread-day. No, it was yogurt-day today. It was just a boring Vanilla-yogurt, but it still tasted good. After she was done eating, she washed out of the plastic-cup, and then threw it in the plastic-can. After she got out of the shower earlier, she put on a pair of skinny jeans and a white blouse. Damn, I had to take the bus today... I murmur as I pick up my backpack. My brother was currently borrowing my car because of something 'really important'. In other words, he probably tried to impress a girl, and I said yes of course, being the way to friendly little sister that actually had enough knowledge in my head to save up money before I got my license. I walk down to the bus-stop, still tired. I look down at my simple white shoes. The black jacket felt heavy on my shoulders as I waited for the bus to arrive. 35 minutes later, the bus stopped on the bus-stop before the one by Belleview. The only reason Lyra went off the bus before the school, was because the Starbucks on the way there. She was so sleepy on the bus that Yashiro, an exchange-student from Japan had to shake her shoulder several times just to keep her awake. She got off the bus and went over to the Starbucks with a sleepy expression on her face. She bought a coal-black coffee and started walking towards the school. The coffee tasted horrible, but it woke her up properly at least. People were rushing through the hallways of the school like always. It wasn't anything new. It wasn't that big, but it still had quite a lot of students, more than it probably should. The teacher told us that there was going to be a new student in our class today. Lyra was curious to see what kind of person it would be. The school had all kinds of people. From sports-geeks to nerds, emos to lolicons and so on, so it was always interesting to see where new people fit in. But Lyra had bigger issues of course. She needed a new lead-guitar. It was too limited what you could do with one bass-guitar, a set of drums and a rhythmical guitar. But, there was nothing she could do before the break after first class. As she walks up to it, Lyra notices someone standing just by her locker. She took off her backpack as she walked up to the lockers. Hey, you're the new boy, right? She asked the boy as she unlocked her own locker.