Jagged Edges

I knew that my senior year of high school would be stressful but I never thought it'd be like this. With a week and a half until the showcase, my days are booked with meetings, rehearsals, and practices. Theres hardly any time to do schoolwork and even less time to be with Gian. 

He doesn't complain but I can see the disappointment on his face every time I have to leave him to do something showcase related. Seriously, he's perfect. I just need to figure out a way to make it up to him.

I find Gian at his locker and cover his eyes from behind. "Guess who?"

"Could it be my tall, dark and handsome boyfriend?"

I move my hands from his eyes and he turns around smiling. "Do you have another boyfriend that I don't know about?"

"You're my one and only." Gian leans up on his toes and kisses me firmly as if to drive in his point. "Don't you have a rehearsal right now?"

"Mmm. I do but I feel like I haven't seen you at all since L'Von's play, and I was wondering if I could convince you to come with me."

"You could, but you'd also have to convince Ivy that there aren't any snails in her younger brothers underwear drawer. She's convinced that they're hiding in there in order to crawl up his legs and control him so they can take over the world. We were going to investigate."

I grin. "I think I can do that."

I dial Ivy's number and she picks up on the third ring, ad usual. "Name?"

"Treason."

"Sex?"

"Male."

"Age?"

"We both know that age is a conspiracy." I answer, smiling at her normal routine.

"Treason! What's up?" She exclaims, relaxing,

"I was wondering if I could steal Gian from you this afternoon."

"He was supposed to help me with the world domination snails." She explains.

"Snails? Ivy, didn't you hear? The World Domination Snail Committee declared Annapolis a safe zone. It was in the news and everything."

"Really?" Ivy asks, relief clear in his voice.

"Really." I confirm. "So, can Gian come with me?"

"Of course!" She laughs, hanging up without saying goodbye.

Gian grabs my hand as I slip my phone into my pocket. "That was some very impressive Ivy-control."

"Yeah, it takes talent." I wink, leading him through the hallways and into the music room.

There are a handful it people there as usual going over sheet music, plucking the strings on guitars and humming soft melody's to themselves. All of them are performing in the showcase. It can get a little overwhelming.

I lead Gian to a couple of seats near the front and sit down next to him. "I only have to go over one song with Rachel and then we can get out of here. I really want you to listen to the lyrics though. She picked it because she likes it but every time we sing it I can only think of you."

Gian's eyes melt and he agrees, kissing me once before I stand to join Rachel. She hands me the guitar she just tuned with a smile. "All set?"

"Of course." I smile, securing the guitar strap around me. "Ready?"

She nods and I count down quietly. The rest of the room goes silent in anticipation. They know the routine well by now.

The sounds from the guitar are smooth and soothing, and Rachel and I harmonize on a few 'oooooo's and 'yea-aaah's. It's mainly her song but there's no mistaking my voice in the harmonies. 



Rachel finishes the song with a few hums and 'yeah's and we receive a louder than expected applause when the guitar fades out.

"How was it?" She asks, bright eyed and excited.

"It was great! I'm so proud of you. We've definitely got it down." I smile, taking off the guitar and hugging her with one arm. "I think we're done practicing. Just make sure you're here the night before the showcase for dress rehearsal."

Rachel beams at me and nods excitedly before going to her friends and chattering happily. I secure the guitar in a safe place and head over to where my boyfriend is waiting patiently.

"So? How was it?" I ask, a bit self conscious.

Gian looks around the room to check for witnesses before jumping into my arms and crushing his lips to mine. "I don't think I've ever been more in love with you."

"I take it you liked it then." I tease, pulling him out into the hallway for more privacy.

He rolls his eyes but grins as well. "So, uh, I'll be the prince and you'll be my princess?"

"I knew you'd pick up on that." I groan, pressing him against the lockers and hovering just and inch over his mouth. 

"I'll hold you to it too." He winks, closing the distance eagerly. "There are so many things I wanna do to you with my tongue right now." He murmurs.

"Mmm. I like the sound of that. I don't meet Rexroth until eight. That leaves us four hours of unsupervised fun."

"Then why are we still in the hallway?" He wonders. He pushes me away and grabs my hand, pulling me eagerly all the way to my car.