Follow The Song

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~Readers POV~

It was a beautiful day in between Winter and Spring. The weather was warm, people were outside, and no bugs were out yet. I was sitting in the grass near the bandstand listening to music.

"I've been waiting way to long.
I've been playing the same old songs.
Who am I? I'm so shy.
I just can't seem to comply,
to the words that you say.
They just don't mean a thing.
Who am I? I'm so shy.
I just can't seem to comply,
to the words that you say.
Baby, I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
Today, things will change,
and we'll live like happy people.
We'll live like happy people.
Today, things will change,
and will live like happy people.
We'll live.
Who am I? I'm so shy.
I just can't seem to comply,
to the words that you say.
They just don't mean a thing."

~Johnnies POV~

"Who am I? I'm so shy. I just can't seem to comply, to the words that you say." I overheard someone singing my song.

I spotted them and started walking, "They just don't mean a thing."


~Readers POV~

"Who am I? I'm so shy.
I just can't seem to comply,
to the words that you say.
Baby, I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
Anymore.
Anymore.
Anymore.
Every single person seems to think it's so great.
Every single person seems to think they get me.
Every single person seems to think it's so great.
Every single person seems to think they get me.
Who am I? I'm so shy.
I just can't seem to comply,
to the words that you say.
They just don't mean a thing.
Who am I? I'm so shy.
I just can't seem to comply,
to the words that you say.
Baby, I'm not okay.
I'm not okay."

I heard someone say, "Great voice!"

"Thanks!" I turned around to see Johnnie Guilbert himself standing behind me. I flinched as Johnnie sat down beside me, leaning on the bandstand. "Oh, hi Johnnie!!" I said with excitement.

"I heard you singing 'Song Without A Name' so I walked over here about halfway through the song." He explained.

"So sorry for my terrible singing." I apologized.

He responded with, "You're a great singer!"

"Thanks..." I said, embarrassed.

"Do you wanna get some coffee?" He suggested.

"I would love to, Johnnie. My name is (y/n)."

"I like it."

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