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Post by Jason King on Nov 7, 2008 17:40:53 GMT -5
The drama class cleared out for the day, the bored blond boy in the back stayed put in his seat. The teacher trusted him in there for some reason, she must of figured there was nothing he could break but himself. Jason only gave her a charming smile as she left the room. Leaving him alone in the auditorium, the stage was open and the lights were on. There was a mic set up for the monologues that the students had to perform today. He picked his guitar up from it's resting place beside him and slide down the banister to the stage. He jumped up with little trouble and set it down. He looked around as he took his amp cable out of the guitar case. He found the audio hook up and plugged in. He put his guitar on with it's strap and strummed it, checking it's tuning as he walked over with a cd in his left hand and put it in the sterio. It was the background noise of some Daughtry songs, besides the vocals and the guitar. He smirked as it started playing. Jason figured he was alone in the room. He began to play his guitar to the tune of ' What about now'. He leaned forward to the mic and began to sing along with the song. His voice was similar to the original artists only a bit lower and he couldn't hide his accent in some of the words. He knew he'd have to work on it more. Right now he was just having fun on the stage, alone to the best of his knowledge. Even doing a backflip with his guitar still playing and as the song ended just laughing until he heard the sound of someone clapping. Jason head jerked around to find out who heard him. |
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Post by Mandy James on Nov 7, 2008 20:44:38 GMT -5
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Mandy was having one of her better days. Those days where she was a kind person. She tryed to do this more often but there was just those days. Those days where she had to be bitchy. But the thing that had really set Mandy off was the sound of the gatuar and the singing. It was nice to hear. She had started to clap once she knew the song was over. Dautry was a great artest. Mandy could rember watching that season of American Idol. She enjoyed that show. Along with enjoying things like Britan's Got Talent in which her mother would tell her about every so often.
Mandy had just gotten through her first day of anger, and this song was always there to make her feel quite better. Well this and Jonas Brothers, When you look me in the eyes. Mandy is yet another one of those girls who are 'in-love' with the Jonas Brothers. But she's a little more settle than others. She had just about had the worst day. This was the one thing that had made it much better. "So" she said after he timidly looked over at her. "You are the one that is playing the best song of like ever?" Mandy giggled. She had thought 'better be kind to this boy, he seems cute!' But was advoiding from saying it aloud.
She neared the stage by her walking tward it. She had been just by it, as the stage reached up to her upper chest, she rased her hands. As she crossed them her head was placed in the center of them while they lay on the stage. "Why stop? Don't pay attention to me. It was good, keep playing If you wish" Mandy said in a nice tone. "Really, don't mind me" She giggled as she rembered her name. "Oh pardon me. I'm James, Mandy James." She told the boy. "And your self" she piped as she hick-uped. Well now didn't Mandy loathe the drink and food she had before she ran to where she heard the gatuar play.
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Post by Jason King on Nov 8, 2008 14:23:27 GMT -5
"Yeah that was me" He said as he set the guitar down for a bit. "Jason King." He said as he flashed his smile and presented his hand "Pleasure to meet you" New Jersey hung in his voice like paint to a wall. He rubbed the back his head with his none presented hand. "I was just messing around, figured I was alone in here"
It wasn't as he originally planned today, but hey, someone showed up and he loved attention. On top of that, it was a girl, a good looking girl, the flirt would be out in him soon and lord knew what he would end up saying in a sly way.
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Post by Mandy James on Nov 10, 2008 17:24:50 GMT -5
I wanna live like music Songs about justice Songs about love
The only thing that Mandy could think of was how sexy it sounded at the moment. "Pleasure to meet you too, Jason King" Mandy said to the boy that was still perched on top of the stool. Mandy hadn't one idea on what to say to the handsome boy that was right in frount of her own very eyes. It seemed....amazing. Did God answer her plea for a boy? Maybe this was it.
She tried to climb herself onto the stage. It was rather high, but she managed. As she walked over to where Jason was standing she looked around "you have sheet music?" Mandy asked, she was thinking of maybe playing her rubbish of a self the gituar. She used to play, but when she came to Serene Academy, she had to quit. After three years of lessons. She loved to sing along with her gituar, though this might explain the instromental that her friends and she made as her ring tone. As everytime that she did hear it, she cried. Why must she be such a b**ch? Why?
Well there was the reason on annoyance, as well as the reason of thats just the way she is.
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Post by Jason King on Nov 13, 2008 23:27:04 GMT -5
"Sheet music." Jason let out an easy grin. "Nah, I just memorize songs." He played a few notes from Smoke on the Water just from memory. " His blue eyes looked at her with his nice guy smile on. "It's not too hard, just a lot of practice." He said coolly. Could he even read music? Well sure, it wouldn't be hard, he started like most people do, learning all those cords and once he could put them together, he found out about tabs from a friend. He remembered smacking the kid, who knew the entire time he was trying to learn and never said one little word.
"But hey." He took the guitar strap off and held it up for her. "Give it a try anyway, you'd be surprised the amazing things you can make just by messing around with guitar strings that don't really make notes." Jason was notorious for that amongst his friends. He'd sit down be messing with the guitar, figure something sounded good and be making a tab for a new song. Then, of course, he'd confuse himself with trying to form them to other instruments to synthesize a beat or anything. So it wasn't a perfect way to write songs but then again, Jason wasn't a composer.
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