You know those people in the background, only noticed if you cause trouble? I'm one of those people. Name's Trinity Fallen.. strange last name, I know. So, I love music.. basically, if I was alone on an island and could bring three things, I'd bring my phone, earbuds and my guitar.
I'm known as the one who's always wearing a hoodie, preferably my teal one, if not, my black one. I always sit in the back, right window seat in class. I don't talk often, I prefer to just listen to my music. I heard a bell ringing in the background. Crap, I'm late for class, I thought. I ran through the halls, making it to history. I zoned out, wishing it would end sooner.
I stared out the window, glancing at the clock every few minutes. I sighed, watching a few deer exit the forest around the school. I listened to the teacher, Mr. Jeffrey, blabber on in a monotone voice. The bell rang, signaling my favorite period; music. I picked up my bag, before rushing to music. I got there first.
I picked the song, Counting Stars, OneRepublic. The other students filed into class, late. I played the guitar, singing the song.
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‘‘Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be counting stars Yeah we'll be counting stars
I see this life, like a swinging vine Swing my heart across the line And in my face is flashing signs Seek it out and ye' shall find Old, but I'm not that old Young, but I'm not that bold And I don't think the world is sold On just doing what we're told I-I-I-I feel something so right Doing the wrong thing I-I-I-I feel something so wrong Doing the right thing I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie Everything that kills me makes me feel alive
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be counting stars
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be, we'll be counting stars
I feel the love and I feel it burn Down this river, every turn Hope is our four-letter word Make that money, watch it burn Old, but I'm not that old Young, but I'm not that bold And I don't think the world is sold On just doing what we're told I-I-I-I feel something so wrong Doing the right thing I could lie, could lie, could lie Everything that drowns me makes me wanna fly
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be counting stars
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be, we'll be counting stars
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned
Everything that kills me, makes feel alive...
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be counting stars
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep Dreaming about the things that we could be But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard Said no more counting dollars We'll be, we'll be counting stars
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned
Take that money Watch it burn Sink in the river The lessons I've learned..’’ I played the last few notes, the class began clapping loudly. I pulled my hoodie down more, going to my seat. I put my earbuds in, listening to the song I just played. I hummed to the song, picked up my bag and left class. I pulled my keys out of my bag, getting into my navy blue truck.
I drove home, locked the car and walked inside. ‘‘Hey, sweetie. How was school?’’ Mom asked. ‘‘Same old, same old. I played that song, Counting Stars by OneRepublic.’’ I replied, taking a sandwich from the fridge.
‘‘I'm sure you were amazing, as always. Goodnight, Trinity.’’ I nodded in reply, kissing my mom's cheek and went to my room. Navy blue walls, green sheets, king sized bed, song lyrics all over the walls, guitar specially placed on my desk.
I sat on my desk chair, plopping my bag on the floor before getting out homework. I listened to music while finishing the homework. I plopped onto my bed, staring at the glow in the dark stickers on the ceiling, remind me of that song. I hummed the lyrics before climbing under the covers and falling into a dreamless sleep.
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