Long Live the Reckless and the Brave
Forty
I've been going to physical therapy three times a week after school, unable to practice with everyone, which sucked. But today I was going to try playing my guitar again. I missed feeling my finger feeling the strings as I played my own songs and my dad's. I loved to play and having dealt with the fustration of my hand being broken and unusable made me really bitchy. But now I was getting to play again, and that made me a happy Gaskarth.
Practice was going to be held at home today, which meant Jack had to swing by his place and Nate's to get their guitars and amps for practice since everyone had been practicing at home due to my busy schedule. So, I took advantage of havin the practice space in the basement as my chance to try playing again. I picked something somewhat simple but was still challenging for me. I picked to play Circles. I loved to play it since my dad wrote it when he was around Jack's age.
"Inquistive and thoughtful, she was the challenge he'd been waiting for. A reminder that creativity runs deep like secrets. Take on dreamers, they were dangerous pair. Q next to U sqribbled out on paper. They stop. They go. They're done. Go back to the place we knew before, retrace our steps to the basement door. I'll ask if the rain still makes you smile. Like some much time we spent in the fall, the color of our cheeks when the air turned cold. Proceeding to our bitter end," I sang along as I played the opening verse and chorus as my dad came down. I guess everyone wasn't done getting their things and Tom was still lip locked with Aubree in his room.
"Wow, I didn't like that song when I was the one playing it, but you make it sound amazing, Stella," Dad complimented me.
"I like to sing it as warm up with some of my favorite Sleeping with Sirens songs," I told him.
"So how's your hand feeling," he asked.
"Great. I'm playing just like I used to. Maybe once I get play my newer songs I wrote the guitar parts with Jack and Tom will be even better than my older ones I wrote before I got my hand crushed," I told him.
"That's what I like to hear. Are you excited for the spending the summer on tour, he asked.
"Yeah, I miss being out with you, Dad. I mean it might be once a year if possible, but it's still my chance to watch you play on stage. I sometimes picture myself out there with everyone and with Tom in Matt's spot," I told him.
"Just keep working on everything and learning all that you can. Once you guys are older, us parents will consider getting you guys out further than New York or Philly," he smiled and kissed my hair.
Jack, Nate, Aubree, and Tom finally came downstairs and they saw me playing the guitar solo from If These Sheets Were States. All of them stood at the foot of the stairs in shock that I was playing like I hadn't even broken my hand. I blushed and stopped playing the song when I saw everybody.
"Oh my god, Stella that was amazing. I'm so proud of you, sis," Tom enveloped me in his arms. Even though I'm the older of the two of us, he's the one that plays protector. I used to be the protector until Tom shot up past me in height. I'm 5'6" but he's nearly at dad's level at 5'10.5".
"Thanks, Tom. I've missed being able to play," I told him.
"I'm glad you're playing again. I missed my rhythm guitarist girlfriend," Jack smiled big as he took me into his arms. I reveled in being held by him. Ever since we had the talk of waiting for me to be ready, he and I grew so much closer. He's my best friend, band mate, and boyfriend, and he's the greatest person in my life, second only to my dad. I love him with all of my heart and he loves the same way.
"Alright, enough with the mush brother-sister and boyfrien-girlfriend moments, let's practice," Nate crashed the party. I felt bad for him since he was so closed off to most of us, except Aubree. He's just like his dad and I wished he'd open up more.
"Nate, I've been dying to practice for real with everyone. Let's do this we can start with Distance Between You and Me," I told them the title of the song I wrote about my dad always being gone and Aubree counted us in to start playing. We were so damn good and I was glad we decided to make this one of songs that we constantly play, since it connects to all of us in a different way.
When practice ended, Nate went home to have dinner with his parents. Aubree and Jack stayed over and the four of us took over the living room to watch a movie. I was cuddled up with Jack in an armchair and Aubree was doing the same with my twin brother on the couch. Mom and Dad joined us to provide parental supervision and to enjoy the movie with us, they too were cuddled up like we were on the loveseat.
Jack was playing with my hair while we watched the movie. I loved feeling him run his calloused guitar playing hands through my sometime wild hair I got from my dad. I loved how it felt to be held in his arms, knowing he'd protect me like how Tom and my dad protected me before we started dating. I guess, while I sitting in Jack's lap, cuddled up to him, I saw myself at the age my parents were when they met and I was married to Jack. I could picture the two of us along with Nate, Aubree, and Tom being a successful band touring all over the world like our dads before us. I saw myself being a mom like my own mom, being loving and understanding. But I came back to reality, I wanted to enjoy being young while I could. I know that I'll grow up when I'm ready. And when that time comes, I'll make my parents, brother, and boyfriend proud of me.
Practice was going to be held at home today, which meant Jack had to swing by his place and Nate's to get their guitars and amps for practice since everyone had been practicing at home due to my busy schedule. So, I took advantage of havin the practice space in the basement as my chance to try playing again. I picked something somewhat simple but was still challenging for me. I picked to play Circles. I loved to play it since my dad wrote it when he was around Jack's age.
"Inquistive and thoughtful, she was the challenge he'd been waiting for. A reminder that creativity runs deep like secrets. Take on dreamers, they were dangerous pair. Q next to U sqribbled out on paper. They stop. They go. They're done. Go back to the place we knew before, retrace our steps to the basement door. I'll ask if the rain still makes you smile. Like some much time we spent in the fall, the color of our cheeks when the air turned cold. Proceeding to our bitter end," I sang along as I played the opening verse and chorus as my dad came down. I guess everyone wasn't done getting their things and Tom was still lip locked with Aubree in his room.
"Wow, I didn't like that song when I was the one playing it, but you make it sound amazing, Stella," Dad complimented me.
"I like to sing it as warm up with some of my favorite Sleeping with Sirens songs," I told him.
"So how's your hand feeling," he asked.
"Great. I'm playing just like I used to. Maybe once I get play my newer songs I wrote the guitar parts with Jack and Tom will be even better than my older ones I wrote before I got my hand crushed," I told him.
"That's what I like to hear. Are you excited for the spending the summer on tour, he asked.
"Yeah, I miss being out with you, Dad. I mean it might be once a year if possible, but it's still my chance to watch you play on stage. I sometimes picture myself out there with everyone and with Tom in Matt's spot," I told him.
"Just keep working on everything and learning all that you can. Once you guys are older, us parents will consider getting you guys out further than New York or Philly," he smiled and kissed my hair.
Jack, Nate, Aubree, and Tom finally came downstairs and they saw me playing the guitar solo from If These Sheets Were States. All of them stood at the foot of the stairs in shock that I was playing like I hadn't even broken my hand. I blushed and stopped playing the song when I saw everybody.
"Oh my god, Stella that was amazing. I'm so proud of you, sis," Tom enveloped me in his arms. Even though I'm the older of the two of us, he's the one that plays protector. I used to be the protector until Tom shot up past me in height. I'm 5'6" but he's nearly at dad's level at 5'10.5".
"Thanks, Tom. I've missed being able to play," I told him.
"I'm glad you're playing again. I missed my rhythm guitarist girlfriend," Jack smiled big as he took me into his arms. I reveled in being held by him. Ever since we had the talk of waiting for me to be ready, he and I grew so much closer. He's my best friend, band mate, and boyfriend, and he's the greatest person in my life, second only to my dad. I love him with all of my heart and he loves the same way.
"Alright, enough with the mush brother-sister and boyfrien-girlfriend moments, let's practice," Nate crashed the party. I felt bad for him since he was so closed off to most of us, except Aubree. He's just like his dad and I wished he'd open up more.
"Nate, I've been dying to practice for real with everyone. Let's do this we can start with Distance Between You and Me," I told them the title of the song I wrote about my dad always being gone and Aubree counted us in to start playing. We were so damn good and I was glad we decided to make this one of songs that we constantly play, since it connects to all of us in a different way.
When practice ended, Nate went home to have dinner with his parents. Aubree and Jack stayed over and the four of us took over the living room to watch a movie. I was cuddled up with Jack in an armchair and Aubree was doing the same with my twin brother on the couch. Mom and Dad joined us to provide parental supervision and to enjoy the movie with us, they too were cuddled up like we were on the loveseat.
Jack was playing with my hair while we watched the movie. I loved feeling him run his calloused guitar playing hands through my sometime wild hair I got from my dad. I loved how it felt to be held in his arms, knowing he'd protect me like how Tom and my dad protected me before we started dating. I guess, while I sitting in Jack's lap, cuddled up to him, I saw myself at the age my parents were when they met and I was married to Jack. I could picture the two of us along with Nate, Aubree, and Tom being a successful band touring all over the world like our dads before us. I saw myself being a mom like my own mom, being loving and understanding. But I came back to reality, I wanted to enjoy being young while I could. I know that I'll grow up when I'm ready. And when that time comes, I'll make my parents, brother, and boyfriend proud of me.
Aww! :) I would hugg you too! And you're welcome, silent readers suck...
6/14/13