Chapter Four
“And what do you think?” Angelina has just been staring at me since I read out the lyrics that I wrote for the song that I still need to perform and I really cannot read what her mind is saying.
“ Well, it's very sad. Why are you writing such a sad song?” She asks me and I shrug my shoulders.
“I don't know, doesn't everyone love sad songs? I mean, I can't believe I was not even given a scope. I was just told to write a song out of my heart. How does that make any sense?” I ask her before huffing and sitting back down on my bed.
“Do not get so bummed out.
I think it's a good song. I just think it's so sad for high school, you know, and the play is not so depressing. So you might want to switch it up and make it a little less sad”, she says, and I know what she's trying t
