Skin and Bones
Chapter 10
About 2 hours after we started jamming, Vic came down to the basement, a wild grin on his face.
"You guys sound sweet together," he said.
I chuckled and said, "Thanks, he's a lot better than you."
Tony laughed and blushed a little bit.
Vic smirked and said, "I guess you guys don't need my lyrics then..." He held up a notebook, opened to a page filled with our hopefully completed song.
I looked at Tony, he just shook his head and laughed.
"Let me see!" I exclaimed, "Is it done?"
"See for yourself," he mumbled, throwing me the notebook.
Tony ran over and read it over my shoulder. I felt a grin spread across my face, god my brother has talent... This is amazing...
"Oh my god," Tony said, stealing the words right out of my mouth, "This is perfect Vic."
I nodded my head in agreement. Vic smiled at us widely, before saying, "Glad you like it. Do you guys want to start on the tracks tonight? It's getting kind of late, so if you want you can just spend the night Tony..."
"Yeah sure," Tony said, walking back over to his guitar, "So have either of you ever composed a song? Because I have no idea what I'm doing..."
"Err," Vic said, "I was hoping you knew..."
After 2 hours of dicking around on our instruments we have half on one of the two guitar tracks done and recorded. We desided we'd record all of our progress so we don't forget anything. The track we started on was most likely going to be Tony's, it sounded pretty cool I guess.
"So," Vic said, putting his guitar away, "I think I'm going to head to bed. You guys do what you want."
"Night bro!" I exclaimed as he walked out, "So," I turned my attention to Tony, "You wanna watch a movie or something?"
"Sure," he said, sitting down on the couch, "But first I want to talk to you..."
I felt my heart skip a beat, a pit of anxiety filled my stomach. I hope it's not about what happened earlier today. I walked over and sat down next to him.
"What about?" I asked, hesitantly/.
"I'm just..." he began, "I'm worried about you. You seem like you never eat, and you collapsed today. I think their might be a corrolation."
I didn't respond. I'm not talking about this. If I eat, I stop losing weight, and if I stop losing weight I'll be fat for the rest of my life.
"Mike," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder, "You're so thin. I moved you when you passed out, I didn't want any teachers to freak out. You were so light, you can't weigh much more than 100 pounds..."
"I don't..." I whispered, hoping he didn't hear me. I don't know why I said it though, my fat is only my business. I've never talked about it to anyone before, not even Vic.
After a while he didn't say anything, so I looked up to see if he had even heard me. He must have, he was looking at me. His eyes filled with saddness, why he was sad, I don't know.
"Mike..." he whispered, "How much do you weigh?"
Waytomuch. "98 pounds," I whispered, quieter than before.
"You guys sound sweet together," he said.
I chuckled and said, "Thanks, he's a lot better than you."
Tony laughed and blushed a little bit.
Vic smirked and said, "I guess you guys don't need my lyrics then..." He held up a notebook, opened to a page filled with our hopefully completed song.
I looked at Tony, he just shook his head and laughed.
"Let me see!" I exclaimed, "Is it done?"
"See for yourself," he mumbled, throwing me the notebook.
Tony ran over and read it over my shoulder. I felt a grin spread across my face, god my brother has talent... This is amazing...
"Oh my god," Tony said, stealing the words right out of my mouth, "This is perfect Vic."
I nodded my head in agreement. Vic smiled at us widely, before saying, "Glad you like it. Do you guys want to start on the tracks tonight? It's getting kind of late, so if you want you can just spend the night Tony..."
"Yeah sure," Tony said, walking back over to his guitar, "So have either of you ever composed a song? Because I have no idea what I'm doing..."
"Err," Vic said, "I was hoping you knew..."
After 2 hours of dicking around on our instruments we have half on one of the two guitar tracks done and recorded. We desided we'd record all of our progress so we don't forget anything. The track we started on was most likely going to be Tony's, it sounded pretty cool I guess.
"So," Vic said, putting his guitar away, "I think I'm going to head to bed. You guys do what you want."
"Night bro!" I exclaimed as he walked out, "So," I turned my attention to Tony, "You wanna watch a movie or something?"
"Sure," he said, sitting down on the couch, "But first I want to talk to you..."
I felt my heart skip a beat, a pit of anxiety filled my stomach. I hope it's not about what happened earlier today. I walked over and sat down next to him.
"What about?" I asked, hesitantly/.
"I'm just..." he began, "I'm worried about you. You seem like you never eat, and you collapsed today. I think their might be a corrolation."
I didn't respond. I'm not talking about this. If I eat, I stop losing weight, and if I stop losing weight I'll be fat for the rest of my life.
"Mike," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder, "You're so thin. I moved you when you passed out, I didn't want any teachers to freak out. You were so light, you can't weigh much more than 100 pounds..."
"I don't..." I whispered, hoping he didn't hear me. I don't know why I said it though, my fat is only my business. I've never talked about it to anyone before, not even Vic.
After a while he didn't say anything, so I looked up to see if he had even heard me. He must have, he was looking at me. His eyes filled with saddness, why he was sad, I don't know.
"Mike..." he whispered, "How much do you weigh?"
Waytomuch. "98 pounds," I whispered, quieter than before.
Notes
Guys, I'm really procrastinating on this story... I don't know why, I really like it so far... Ugh, I'm to lazy for my own good.So after about an hour of blood, sweat and tears I finally got my phone to work right. It was pretty difficult, and my mom got super angry. It just wasn't fun...
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