Lost lovers

Chapter 39

A couple days later she was back at school and Amara was actually looking forward to it, she'd managed to get control over her voice, no longer enchanting those who heard her. It was fun once she realized she could sing just for the sake of it and not to make someone do something.

Songwriting was hard, but as soon as she sat by herself and tapped into her emotions, the lyrics just started flowing and she was glad to say she finally had a song she was proud of.

Her third class of the day was Music, she walked in and immediately sat beside Vivian who took up the class to keep Amara company.

"Have you done the assignment?" She asked the brunette who groaned as if she suddenly remembered "I think I'm going to wing it" Amara shook her head at her friend antics "wing a whole song?" Vivian grinned nodding her head a plan already forming.

Just as she said Vivian made up a half a song just by saying random lines from different songs. "I haven't really figured the rest out yet I'm still working on it" she added completely fooling her teacher.

Amara shook her head at how effortlessly she pulled that off, "that is the dumbest thing I've ever seen" she told her after complimenting her performance because you be nice to your friends before you scold them.

When it was Amaras turn she slowly made her way to the front of the class.

Flowers - Lauren Spencer Smith.

Took me over to your house to meet your family
Introduce me to them, saying that you'd marry me
Then you'd look me in the eye and say, "It's just a joke"
Then you'd kiss me and I'd smile, did you even know?
When you'd say that kinda thing, I'd be excited
Got me hoping maybe one day you would mean it
Always thought I'd only make a fool of someone else
Now you've only gone and made me make one of myself

I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you'd give me space and not communicate
And for a while I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holding onto what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head, now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you

I was getting any flight so we could make it work
You'd ignore me, coulda told me you were seeing her
Kinda hate myself for justifying your mistakes
Took a minute but I learned that shit the hard way
Who are you to tell me I can't be heartbroken?
Babe, you had the chance, the door for you was open
If it's what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night
Pretend I haven't found a man who finally treats me right

I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you'd give me space and not communicate
And for a while I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holding onto what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head, now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you

If there's anything I've learned, it's you should watch yourself
If it's hurting you, then leave and go and get some help

"That was very touching Miss Gordon you did a great job, where did you get the inspiration?" She asked whimsically. "Just a couple of things I felt needed to be said out loud" she nodded quickly dismissing it "Next is Mr Reed" Amara sat down and waited til the end of lesson.