So, I want to start a oneshot series and I have a few ideas, but before I do. I want to get some opinions. So, here are the titles and a little sneak peak from the first three stories.
88 keys:
Ever since I was born, I could always remember having a piano in the house. Every time we moved, it would come with us. My dad looked at him with eager eyes night after night. He loved to play, but more importantly loved to pass down the feeling of the keys to my brothers and I. I first place my fingers on the cold black and white when I was three. Just a little, curly-headed thing with a curious mind. I wasn't' supposed to play on it, and I knew it, but I was drawn in.
Class Clown:
All through elementary school, I was known as J.J. Not the best nickname in the world, but it seemed to fit my personality. I never sat still and I never really behaved. But, not many people know why I was that way. Some say I was an attention hog, some say it was just the way I was, but I have my reasons. As an older brother, you are supposed to lead the way. Kevin didn't really do that good of a job, so I felt that it was my responsibility to show Nick a thing or two about life. I didn't expect to be upstaged my my little brother. So, I began to act out, little did I know that it was just adding to the immaturity and that I may never be able to be serious again. I would always be known as J.J. But now, 12 years later, I'm tired of being that little kid stuck behind his little brother's fame.
and . . .
Scared:
He was so young, venturing out on this dream of his, with so much to lose. I was proud, but he wasn't an ordinary kid. He had other worries and as the oldest, I had to make sure that he was alright. Some may call me protective, but over the years I've learned to take precaution. I wouldn't call myself "safe", just there are times for fun and times for work. Me, I just differentiate between the two on my own terms. Life throws curves and I don't want to dodge them, I want to catch them.
So, what do you think?
