Then I Will Grant You A Chance.
Flashbacks
Vanessa's POV*
I hated packing. It wasn't like I moved around alot or anything. I just found it pointless to pack and unpack everything. If only I could snap my fingers and boom everything goes exactly where I wanted. Since that was merely impossible I continued on packing my things so everything was ready to go in the morning.
See, I'm a guitar instructor at our local Guitar Center here in Huntington Beach but I have built up so many clients that Los Angeles noticed me and wanted me to transfer over to their local Center. Of course I'm going to miss everything here but opportunity called and I just so happened to be the one they called for. Music was my life though, I loved playing the guitar and writing lyrics here and there. So Los Angeles would be te start of my journey to have people listen to me play. Today, guitar instuctor... Tomorrow, an idol to people who love music too.
Everything in my apartment was pretty much packed up except for a few things in my closet. So I walked over to my closet and began to grab the remaining couple of shoeboxes at the top of shelf. As I was walking to put the shoeboxes away with my other ones, I tripped and the shoeboxes fell scattering pictures all over the floor. I started to pick them up when I came across an old picture of me and the guys. The picture was taken back when I was a sophomore and they were seniors.
I grew up next door to a couple of them, Brian Haner and Matthew Sanders. They excepted me like their sister so I was constantly surrounded by them and their friends. They introduced me to Zachary Baker and Jimmy Sullivan, and from that point we were inseperable. The guys wanted to form a band and I gladly would have joined but back then the only thing I could do was sing... And I wasn't even good at it. I would go to the little practices they had at Matt's house and mess around with the guitars and what not. Thats when Zack decided to teach me how to play. So I owe it to him for my amazing skills that landed me my job today. It was hard to pay attention to him when he taught me though cause he was so damn cute and secretly I was crushing on him.
Hmmm, I wonder how the guys are. When they graduated high school they went off and started touring, so I haven't seen or talked to them in about 7 years. They've come home to visit but when I graduated high school I started working right away, so I was always busy. I kind of miss them. We had great times together, now they're living their dreams and tomorrow im off to start living mine.
I hated packing. It wasn't like I moved around alot or anything. I just found it pointless to pack and unpack everything. If only I could snap my fingers and boom everything goes exactly where I wanted. Since that was merely impossible I continued on packing my things so everything was ready to go in the morning.
See, I'm a guitar instructor at our local Guitar Center here in Huntington Beach but I have built up so many clients that Los Angeles noticed me and wanted me to transfer over to their local Center. Of course I'm going to miss everything here but opportunity called and I just so happened to be the one they called for. Music was my life though, I loved playing the guitar and writing lyrics here and there. So Los Angeles would be te start of my journey to have people listen to me play. Today, guitar instuctor... Tomorrow, an idol to people who love music too.
Everything in my apartment was pretty much packed up except for a few things in my closet. So I walked over to my closet and began to grab the remaining couple of shoeboxes at the top of shelf. As I was walking to put the shoeboxes away with my other ones, I tripped and the shoeboxes fell scattering pictures all over the floor. I started to pick them up when I came across an old picture of me and the guys. The picture was taken back when I was a sophomore and they were seniors.
I grew up next door to a couple of them, Brian Haner and Matthew Sanders. They excepted me like their sister so I was constantly surrounded by them and their friends. They introduced me to Zachary Baker and Jimmy Sullivan, and from that point we were inseperable. The guys wanted to form a band and I gladly would have joined but back then the only thing I could do was sing... And I wasn't even good at it. I would go to the little practices they had at Matt's house and mess around with the guitars and what not. Thats when Zack decided to teach me how to play. So I owe it to him for my amazing skills that landed me my job today. It was hard to pay attention to him when he taught me though cause he was so damn cute and secretly I was crushing on him.
Hmmm, I wonder how the guys are. When they graduated high school they went off and started touring, so I haven't seen or talked to them in about 7 years. They've come home to visit but when I graduated high school I started working right away, so I was always busy. I kind of miss them. We had great times together, now they're living their dreams and tomorrow im off to start living mine.
Notes
Hey guys, this is my first story so I hope you guys like it! Please comment, subscribe or send me ideas if you'd like and I will try to incorporate them in the story.This chapter is short but I promise chapter 2 will have way more.
Thank you <3
-Ellie(:
This was great! I so cannot wait to read the sequel!
3/16/14