Adopted By Ash Costello

Chapter 55

** Trouble by NeverShoutNever wasn't made at this point.**

"How do you know my mother? My birth mothers name? She's dead."

"Do you believe in paranormal activity?" I nodded my head. "You see, my band and I started playing the Ouija board, and we came into contact with a woman named Loraine. She told us how she committed suicide. She described you, and I thought 'Wow, this girl must be beautiful', so I took into liability to search for you. And I found you. Not to sound creepy, of course."

"Uh? Wow, okay. Well I have to go, I'm celebrating my daughters birthday."

"May I join?"

"I don't really know you.. How do I not know you're not an axe murderer? I mean you showed up to my house out of nowhere."

"My apologies. May I get your number?" I took into deep thought about what could happen. I gave up and gave it to him anyways. "Thankyou, Angel." I nodded and he left.

"What a weirdo..."

**

Christofer Drew
~Christofer

I couldn't get her out of my mind. I've called her a couple times, but I've always ended it before anybody could answer. I've been writing a new song lately, and I've been having trouble.

Then it clicked. I grabbed my guitar and my recorder, and started playing.

I'm in trouble

I'm an addict

I'm addicted to this girl

She's got my heart tied in a knot

And my stomach in a whirl

But even worse

I can't stop calling her

She's all I want and more

I mean damn

What's not to adore?

I've been playing too much guitar

I've been listening to jazz

I called so many times

I swear she's going mad

And that cellular will be the death of us

I swear, I swear

And oh

O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh
Oh

I'm running my mouth

Just like I got her

But I surely don't

Because she's so

O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh

Rock 'n roll

And out of my league

Is she out of my league?

Let's hope not

I'm in trouble

I'm so cliché

See that word just wears me out

Makes me feel like just another boy

To laugh and joke about

But even worse

I can't stop calling her

I love to hear that voice

And honestly

I'm left with no choice

I've been playing too much guitar

I've been listening to jazz

I called so many times

I swear she's going mad

And that cellular will be the death of us

I swear, I swear

And oh
O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh
Oh

I'm running my mouth

Just like I got her

But I surely don't

Because she's so

O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh

Rock 'n roll

And out of my league

Is she out of my league?

Let's hope not

And oh
O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh
Oh, oh

"That's it!" I yelled excitingly. "Finally." I got up and put shoes on, dreading. "Time to go show the band."