Summer days are always the best for lounging around. These kinds of days were my favorite- the kind that gave everything a lazy mood, and giving my an excuse to stay on my bed with the window open, my only company a book and some music. Outside, I could hear my siblings having a water balloon fight, and my mom relaxing and chatting on the phone. They were enjoying the summer the way they always did, and it felt normal for once. From the edge of my bed, the phone buzzed and rang loudly. I grinned when I saw the caller I.D., and answered without an issue.
"Hey, Midori!" I had held her to her promise of being around to talk, and we ended up catching up a lot, especially after I left the music business and my personal life wasn't on display anymore.
"What's up, Michelle? Enjoying the weather? I hear it's nice out today. Not that I would know...I'm in the airport, after all. It's my brother's birthday, so I'm going back to Japan to surprise him...poor kid," she joked. I let her complain about how boring airports were until she trailed off. "Hm? Hey, go to channel ninety-seven." I obediently grabbed my remote and flipped through until I ended up at some entertainment channel.
"After guitarist Michelle left Shell Plate, we were convinced they were done for, but apparently Judy Nails is joining up with them for a second time! Not only that, it's rumored that she's back together with lead singer Izzy Sparks! What a twist!" a spokeswoman shouted from the screen. I rolled my eyes and shut the screen back off. What a twist, indeed.
"Maybe they'll have a concert or something," I said. "We could go see them together, if you want," I said, my unaffected tone genuine for once.
"Wait, really?" Midori said nervously.
"Sure! It'll be fun, don't you think?"
"Well...um, okay. Yeah, sounds cool! Oh, my flight! Better run, kid. Talk to you when I'm back!" she chirped.
"Okay, then. Bye, Midori." As I hung up, I figured out that I meant it. They got a new guitarist so that they'd be successful. That's how it goes in the world- you get by the way you can. So why not see them? It would make for a fun time with a friend of mine. As I closed my book and focused on the music, my thoughts turned to them.
They had changed my life, no matter how it turned out in the end. Now I was back the way I started, a bored seventeen-year-old spending the summer with books and preparations for her senior year. But that wasn't quite it anymore. I had joined and left a band, had her father jailed and her mother attacked, and had run through New York half-dressed in a blind panic. I had gotten drunk, kissed a rockstar, gotten to know the people that my classmates would be talking about. And I was a guitarist, even without a band to go with me. But now, I was just someone listening to her music echo through the room.
"Whoa, sweet child of mine...whoa, sweet love of mine."
Author's Note: Wow. Rewriting that took a lot less time than I thought it would. I rather like improving my work...maybe I'll do it again sometime. I was considering going to everything I wrote before Roommate Situations and rewriting it all, but I still have to finish the other three. So...welcome back, if you read the first version, and I hope you liked whatever version it was you read. XD See you next time!