BlueScarlet369
Tom followed Sehla and brought Terri with him "i'll play if you play" he said with a smile "and don't worry about Chancie Terri can watch her.
Sehla turned around and looked down forcing herself not to blush and it worked "Um, y-you don't have to. And I feel like I'm kind of not being fair, you let me listen to you play...and I didn't. If you want me to then I will."
Chancie opened her eyes and looked at Tom "You're going to make a move on her Tom, huh?"Sehla mummbled quickly "Shut up Chancie."Chancie sat up "Well, it's because it looks like he l-"
Sehla turned around kneeled down, and covered Chancie's mouth "Okay that is enough Chancie! Si te gusta el chisme?" Sehla stood up and turned to Tom "Um, I gues I will play...." She walked into the backstage door and got a electric guitar. She went on the stage and put on the guitar and started playing "I can't believe the news today. Oh, I can't close my eyes and make it go away.How long, how long must we sing this song?How long, how long?
Tonight, we can be as one tonight.Broken bottles under children's feet.And bodies strewn across the dead end street,but I won't heed the battle call.It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall.Sunday, bloody Sunday.Sunday, bloody Sunday.Sunday, bloody Sunday.Sunday, bloody Sunday.And the battle's just begun,there's many lost, but tell me who has won.The trench is dug within our hearts.And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart.Sunday, bloody Sunday.Sunday, bloody Sunday.How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?And it's true we are immune.When fact is fiction and TV reality.And today the millions cry.We eat and drink while tomorrow they die."