No I can't get enough of your dandelion love Oh I can see the sailboat in the sky
𝘼𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧.
Just like Luke.
Luke always focused his songs on his friends or experiences he had faced; take "crooked teeth" for example or "my name is Luke."
Nella however, focused her songs on deep and meaningful things like her non-existent and dreadful love life. This was how Dandelion Love was written, it was different from the pop punk, pop rock vibe she had with the boys, it had more of a soft tone maybe edging on the genre of country.
If you haven't guessed who the song was for just from the mention of country then let me enlighten you, Antonella wrote it for Reginald leather-jacket Peters.
Laying on the bottom of her bed, her acoustic guitar sat. She reached for it, playing a few chords before writing them down in her red notebook that had butterflies scattered on it. The curly haired teen couldn't focus completely on her new song for a number of reasons:
Number one: Her mother was playing the classical theme of the nutcracker downstairs, almost as if she was trying to coach her daughter out of her room. Nella hadn't been practicing ballet as much as she used to, with her new found friendship of sunset curve Antonella found herself transitioning into other hobbies such as writing and playing guitar. She already loved to do those things but her mother practically forbade it. The older woman would go as far to say "those boys are turning her daughter into a no-good punk."
Number two: Nella didn't know whether the wind was picking up or a raccoon/other wild animal variant was outside of her bedroom window but there was a continuous rustling of a bush which proved to be very distracting.
Number three: The most important reason, her inspiration for her country-love song wasn't here and it's not like her mother would allow her to take a ride to the beach at this hour meaning she just had to deal with a half-finished song for now.
And finally, reason number four: The banging of her bedroom window opening and closing was beyond irritating and made it significantly harder to concentrate...
Antonella whipped her head around, turning towards the intruder. Out of panic she picked up the item closest to her which was her walkman and headphones.
