If This Is What You Wanted, Then Fire At Will.
Lonely Day
**Audie's POV**
A shirt. Looking down, I relized I was only wearing a black tank top. In public, I have never worn anything without long sleeves. For a reason. With a heavy sigh, I shimmied out of the top and into a big, purple H.I.M. sweatshirt. Grabbing Taylor's Ipod, (mine was dead) I headed out the door, desperate for privacy and a much needed cup of coffee.
I had walked to the nearest Starbucks, and I have to admit, Taylor listens to some pretty weird music. Almost all of her songs were from a band called My Chemical Romance. Interesting name, but I had never heard of them. As the lead singer's voice drifted into my ears, I felt a weird deja vu feeling slowly creep over me. As if I had heard it before. Shrugging it off, I set up my laptop and took a sip of strong coffee. Then it all began.
A shirt. Looking down, I relized I was only wearing a black tank top. In public, I have never worn anything without long sleeves. For a reason. With a heavy sigh, I shimmied out of the top and into a big, purple H.I.M. sweatshirt. Grabbing Taylor's Ipod, (mine was dead) I headed out the door, desperate for privacy and a much needed cup of coffee.
I had walked to the nearest Starbucks, and I have to admit, Taylor listens to some pretty weird music. Almost all of her songs were from a band called My Chemical Romance. Interesting name, but I had never heard of them. As the lead singer's voice drifted into my ears, I felt a weird deja vu feeling slowly creep over me. As if I had heard it before. Shrugging it off, I set up my laptop and took a sip of strong coffee. Then it all began.