The Rock Star Dream

I decided to go over to Ashley's place to hang out with Andy since May had lied he hasn't wanted to come hang out the past week. I brought my journal with me in case I got bored. Ashley answered the door on the first knock. "Hey little biersack!" "Hey, Ash. Is Andy here?" "He and Juliet ran out to the store a few hours ago they should be back soon though if you wanna come in and wait." "Okay, thanks." I said as I walked into his house. His house was all wood and rock it created an earthy feel. Kind of southern but the house also had some modern touches that gave it a bit of seriousness. Basically the house was Ashley's personality come to life. Ashley had started to give me a lesson on motorcycles since I found a collection of mini cycles in every make and model ever made except for the most recent years. He was only half way threw when Andy and Juliet came back.

Andy put down his bags once he saw me and lifted me into a bear hug. "Hey little sis! What a nice surprise!" he cooed. Juliet came over and shook my hand introducing herself. She seemed really nice. Andy took me to Ashley's basement where the guys had a practice space. Andy took me over to the couch where we sat and started talking about stuff. When I told him I had tried writing songs before he didn't let me finish before he grabbed my journal. I had poems but I could never write a song. He started explaining it to me.

When I took my journal back and started trying to write a song with Andy's direction he decided to snap a picture of us with my head down. He posted it on instagram and twitter with the caption... Song writing with lil sis. #makemeproud I don't have any personal social media accounts. All of my accounts are for photography, Art pages. I wondered how confused his fans were going to be. Im sure they knew he's an only child but now... how are they going to take this news? Not that it really matters. this song writing stuff is not so easy. I've crumpled and scribbled out so many pages I was starting to get frustrated.

Andy gave up on song writing for the time being and asked me if I knew how to play any instruments. I told him I played the cello in fourth grade and he said that that didn't count. Of course it didn't. Instead he handed me a guitar and showed me a scale. I practiced until my fingers hurt. Then we went back to song writing... ugh!

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