How Do They Do It?

[Angie Vanderbilt]

Angie flopped down on a couch in the student lounge. She had a book in her hands. Which was a very frightening sight if you knew Angie. She never reads. She never studies, and she never sat still. She was just a hyperactive Hufflepuff. She had JazzyMae help her with most of her assignments. Angie was surprised she had such a smart roommate. She was lucky she even got a grade in her classes. She opened her book and started to read the first page of the book. Since Angie had taken a special interest in Squibs. JazzyMae suggested a book to her. Sure, her roommate knew a lot more about Squibs than she did, but JazzyMae did not have the time to tutor her on them. She was too busy learning a different language. "What a friend she is." she snorted and continued to read her book.

 

[Damien Blade]

Damien made his way along the fourth floor corridor.After a few days of resting his shoulders and back he had decided to bring his guitar around him.He had missed it.Strange to think that an instrument could become your best friend,but his guitar had been with him during every important part of his life.It was one of the only things that he never changed even when he had.It had been one of the only stable things in his life.It still was and even though his dad had offered to buy him a new guitar he had declined because he wasn't going to give up this baby until she was literally in pieces.He walked into the student lounge and looked around.There was only one other person in their and she looked round his age.She looked vaguely familiar,probably in one of his classes.He took off the guitar and held it in his hand.He then walked over to the couch and sat down.He did't want to disrupt the girl because she seemed to be reading.Damien was getting better at reading but he was still below average.He put his guitar on his knee and quietly began to strum

 

[Angie Vanderbilt]

Angie was very into her book. She did not notice that someone had sat next to her until she heard music. Lowering her book she looked at the person. It was a body around her age. The boy looked familiar. She had seen him and JazzyMae together a few times. She got distracted by her thoughts by his guitar. "That is a guitar right? Can you play anything on it?" she asked curiously. She was tempted to touch the guitar, but she did not want to be rude.

 

[Damien Blade]

Damien was in his own world.He was strumming his guitar not really paying attention to things going on around him.He was playing the song Fix You by Coldplay.He liked their music,they were really good singers and he loved all their songs.Damien looked over at the girl when she spoke."Yeah"He said smiling. "Any song in paticular"He asked.Strumming the guitar loudly this time.Now that he didn't have to worry about annoying the girl,he played it much louder. "I'm Damien"He said smiling

 

[Angie Vanderbilt]

Angie shook her head. "There is no song in particular." she smiled. She nodded at the boy. Damien. That was his name. JazzyMae had mentioned him a few times. "I am Angie." she introduced herself. She closed her book. She was not getting very far in it anyways. "A guitar is made out of wood right?" she asked curiously. She had knew what the instrument was, but she did not pay much attention to the details of it. She had guessed that they were, but she was not positive.

 

[Damien Blade]

Damien racked his brains for a song to play. "How about Blackbird,it's a Beatles song.I hope you don't mind me singing as well."He said smiling shyly.He had gained a lot of confidence in his playing since preforming for the Glee Club,also playing it in front of his friends had helped too.Angie,Angie,He knew the name sounded familiar.But he had never met the girl before so he must have heard it from someone.Then it clicked Andi had been talking about her when they had first met.Angie had made her go to the Yule Ball.Damien like the girl even more now because it amused him to have Andrea in a dress.Not that she didn't look pretty but the fact that she hated them."Yeah all guitars are made from wood"he said twanging his own.

 

[Angie Vanderbilt]

Angie shrugged. She did not know who the Beatles were, and she thought having that name was weird. She stared at Damien as he went to a very intense thinking mood. it looked like he just got an epiphany after a few seconds. She giggled. "What were you just thinking about?" She asked him curiously. She was interested now. She did not like not knowing things. Not knowing things would bother her and cause her to be very snappy. "Do you know what kind of wood that guitar is made of?"