Chapter 8
Nick’s House, 6:45 p.m.:
“Hi Nick. How was school?” Nick’s mom asked as her walked in the door. “Great. Love it.” Nick said. “Really. That’s great. I ordered pizza.” Mrs. Jonas said. “Okay. I’m not hungry right now, though.” Nick said. “Alright, when you are just come and eat.” She said. “Where’s dad?” Nick asked. “He’s working late.” She said. “Oh. Alright. Bye.” Nick said and ran upstairs and into his bedroom.
Nick’s Bedroom, 6:47 p.m.:
“Oh My Gosh. She almost found out. That’d ruin our friendship forever. I’ll have to tell her eventually. Or ask her how she feels. I wonder what she said in French to me. Probably something like I CAN SPEAK FRENCH AND YOU CAN’T. HA HA.” Nick thought. In case you couldn’t tell, Nick likes Kaylee. And Kaylee likes Nick. But both of them are too blind to see it, and too chicken to tell the other how they truly feel. Well, accept Kaylee. She told him, but he had no idea what she had said. Which was what she wanted. She wanted to tell him, but didn’t want him to know what she said. Speaking French was the perfect solution, for now.
Nick sat on his bed with a pen, his guitar, and his notebook he wrote his lyrics in. Kaylee and Nick both played guitar, and loved to sing.
Nick was going to write a song. A song about Kaylee. Finally something popped into his head.
Starring out at the rain with a headed heart,
It’s the end of the world in my mind.
Then your voice pulls me back like a wake-up call.
I’ve been looking for the answer.
I didn’t see that it was right there.
But now I know what I didn’t know.
(chorus)
Because you live,
And breathe.
Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help.
Because you live, Girl,
You live,
My world, has twice as many stars in the sky.
It’s alright.
I survived.
I’m alive again.
‘Cause of you, made it through in the storm.
What is life,
What’s the use,
If your get it time.
I’m so glad I found an angel,
Someone,
Who was there when all my hopes fell.
I wanna fly looking in your eyes.
(chorus)
Because you live, I live.
Because you live, there’s a reason why,
I carry on when I lose the fight.
I want to give what you’ve given me always
(chorus x2)
Because you live, I live. I live.
That was Jesse McCartney “Because You Live”
Sorry. I know that it was kinda short. But I'll post the next 2 chapters tonight too. I'll post them next.