Dream On.

Raven read my mind like i hoped she would. she agrees and goes back to drawing. suddenly, as if it hit her in the face to be quite honest, she gets an idea and hunches over her sketch book. when shes done she olds it up for me.
"hey Cellia what do you think?"
I am stunned into silence and Clarissa gets to the point before i do.
"Oh my god its so good!" Her enthusiasm always makes me smile, you can see on her face how honest she really is.
I look at Raven.
"Raven, Van Gogh is rolling in his grave out of jealousy. its perfect." I smile and have a sudden urge to hug every one on the bus. I start with Raven, she seems surprised. Then Devin, he was on my other side, he seem...well boy-ish happy that i was hugging him. Then Clarissa, She was expecting it and waiting with open arms. Then Clarity, its hard because her guitar is still out but we manage. Finally i approach Jet, he gives me a rather odd look, i say:
"I know we just met but..." and i envelope him in a hug too. hes stiff, but he sort of hugs back. I sit back down and say
"I love you all, non akward, of course" i look at Devin who has a look of mock sadness when i say Non akward.
Then, i burst out laughing.

I grin at Cellia and then burst out singing randomly and everyone just gives me the has she gone insane look but I just grin and continue singing " Broken home, all alone Broken home, all alone

I can't seem to fight these feelings
I'm caught in the middle of this
And my wounds are not healing
I'm stuck in between my parents
I wish I had someone to talk to, someone I could confide in
I just want to know the truth, I just want to know the truth
Want to know the truth ...

Broken home, all alone

I know my mother never loved me
But does my father even care if I'm sad or angry?
You were never ever there when I needed you
I hope you regret what you did
I think I know the truth, your father did the same to you
Did the same to you ...

I'm crying day and night now
What is wrong with me?
I cannot fight now, I feel like a weak link
Crying day and night now
What is wrong with me? I cannot fight now, I feel like a weak link

Push it back ... inside
Push it back ... inside
(A weak link)
Push it back ... inside
Push it back ... INSIDE!

Broken home, all alone

It feels bad to be alone
Crying by yourself, living in a broken home
How could I tell it so all y'all could feel it?
Depression strikes hard like my old earth would tell it
To me, her daughter, she told me I'm the one
Pain bottled up about to blow like a gun
Stories that I tell are non-fiction
And you can take it back cause it's already done

BROKEN HOME!!!!!
BROKEN HOME!!!!

Can't seem to fight these feelings, caught in the middle of this
And my wounds are not healing, stuck in between my parents

BROKEN HOME!!!!!
BROKEN HOME!!!!!

Me and May planned this.

Devin

I turn to Jet, "Dude, you are coming in here and stealing all my girls." I say, pulling the two sitting next to me closer.

"I am not your girl." Clarity says coldly.

"Hey, I didn't mean anything by it." I laugh.

"You know, maybe if you got a head on your shoulders, you wouldn't act like such a man whore." Clarity says coldly.

"Ouch, that might scar me for the next, I don't know, five minutes." I say with another laugh.

The bus stops, and clarity gets up to leave.

"Don't be like that, come on." I say, not smiling anymore.

"Leave me alone!" She yells, I stand up, going after her. I grab her arm.

"Please, I'm sorry, I won't say it again." I say, trying my best to be kind.

"Give me one reason I should stay." She tells me in a whisper. Then don't ask me how, but somehow we ended up kissing. Somehow, her lips ended up pressed against mine. We break off.

"Reason one you should stay." I say.

"Fine, I'll stay." She says, and sits down with a smile.

I give Devin a look. "CRAP!" I shout aloud. The bus driver starts to pull away from the bus stop and I scream "STOP!!" He stops and looks at me like I have 10 heads I sprint up the aisle grabbing some money from my bag as I go. "If I give you 100 dollars will you hold the bus until I get back." I say holding out a crumpled 100 dollar bill. "Fine." He says curtly snatching it out of my hands. I grin and jump off the bus steps and towards a music store. Once inside I buy an acoustic guitar a guitar pick and case. I pay for it and sprint back towards the bus and I jump up the steps and stick the landing. I thank the bus driver and walk back to my seat besides Cellia. I sit down and notice everyone is looking at me like I have 10 heads. "If I'm going to be on a bus with several amazing musicians I may as well prove my worth." I say as if it is the most rational thing in the world. The bus starts and Cellia bursts out laughing soon enough we all join in.

Now we all have guitars. Raven stopped the freaking bus to go buy one. just so she wouldent be the only one. plus, i think shes secretly mad that Devin kissed Clarity. Ha Ha. This strikes me as funny. i laugh out loud, and i can't stop. soon everyone is laughing hysterically. Personally, i like Devin as a friend, not a love intrest, but if Clarity and Raven want to fight it out for Devin, IM SWEDEN! i am not going to get involved. ha ha. still laughing. haha. if this bus is deciding to take the love tunnel, im all for it, that is if i can remember how to flirt...

I walk over and sit by Jet, both of us still laughing. I look at him and smile sweetly, then tuck my hair behind my ears, shyly but secretly seductivly. i cock my head and smile again. then i reach for his guitar. its in a black case. i stop:
"May i see it?" i realized that i totally screwed that up. "your guitar?" i cover quickly, still keeping the same cutsie voice. He nods and i reach over to grab it, specifically leaning over him a little too much. I take the guitar and examine it, then i look over at Raven make an "am i doing this right" face. She smiles, i smile back and continue to Flirt, hard core, with Jet.

I start to strum humming quietly along with it. Personally I didn't give f--- about Devin and Clarity I just was peeved that I was alone. I continued to strum putting all my emotions into the music and it changed from a gentle sweet melody to a fast paced song and I kept playing still humming. I focused on my pain and sadness and the song changed to one of those heartwrenching gorgeous melodies that just makes you want to bawl or just lay back and let the music consume you.

I saw a bus passing. A bus filled with people with guitars. Run aways. As it stopped and the door creaked open, I jumped up onto the stairs and walked into. Everyone turned towards me, surprised to see another person on, I guess.

"I'm Blaze," I said. They were all staring at me. "Is there room for one more?" I asked, looking them over.

I grin at the new arrival. "Alway room for one more." I replied.

Profile:

Spoiler

Name: Blaze Stewarts
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: He's tall with blue eyes. He has black hair that's constantly in his eyes.
Personality: He's sweet, kind, but can be stubborn. He's very flirtatious and a 'ladies man', which arrises problems when he actually finds a girl he does like.
Faults: He speaks before he thinks.
History: Ran away from home because of strict parents, too many rules, and just the usual rebel teenager stuff.

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"Alright," I said. I brushed my black hair, which was falling into my eyes away, and sat beside the girl. "And you are?"

"Raven, Raven Rose," she said, grinning. I nodded.

"So, how'd you end up here?" she asked, tilting her head.

"Ran away," I said, shrugging. "Usual story. Nothing that important."

" Same here but I guess my story isn't what you would call typical." I said quietly. "What do you mean?" He asked curiously. I sighed and bit my lip drawing blood. "My sister was murdered and my parents started to beat me after that I have run ran whatever a total of 7 times not including this time." I said in one breath. I finished and he looked at me. " What?" I asked curiously.

"That's... I'm sorry," I said softly. I looked into her eyes deeply, then snapped my gaze away. I had done this kind of thing my whole life, but with this girl, it didn't work.

"Don't be," she said, shrugging. "We've all got stories like that."

I was confused by her unresponsivness, but didn't question her.

I start to strum again dropping into the wonderful altered state that music takes me too. I focused on my pain and sadness again and the song changed into one of those heartwrenching gorgeous melodies that just makes you want to bawl or just lay back and let the music consume you again.

Raven played her music on the guitar. She seemed happy, and sad...and i dont know, she seemd emotional, but not necessarily in a bad way. Just moment earlier another boy entered the bus. he started talking to Raven while i was flirting with Jet. They were cute, not flirty but they seemed pretty close. I got up from my seat and went over.
"Hi im Cellia. Welcome to the bus to everywhere and nowhere." i smiled. And went back to my seat next to Jet. I leaned on his arm lying sideways with my knees up and pulled out my ipod. Suddenly my stomach groweled, loudly. everyone within a 5 foot radius looked at me then down at their stomachs, which groweled as well. I realised it had been days since anyone had eaten.
"Everyone, Hows abouts some food? Im buying!" I stood up at the next stop and hoped i wasnt the only one. (for the record its ok if i am, no one has to follow, i can re-put myself in the story. thank you so much for the support on this SB!)

"I'll come," I said. Might as well make as many friends as I could. I stood up and followed the girl, Cellia, towards the bus. I jumped out behind her and didn't look behind me to see if anyone was following. Cellia was really pretty, but I doubted I had a chance with her, considering the way that she was acting around that guy.

Devin

I get out of the bus too.

"I stole three grand from my parents, I will pay." I say, and hand Cellia $100. I see the boy looking at her, and decide to just go back on the bus. She tries to give me the money back, but I refuse.

I get on the bus, and Clarity walks up to me. "The next stop is mine. She says glumly.

"I heard. I will be sorry to see you go. But, like dove from nest, all birds must fly." I say dramamticly.

"Cool it, shakespeare." She says.

"Hey, just a little something to remember me by when your all gone and famous. I'll just always be Devin, making people smile. It's all I am really good at." I say.

"Yeah, your right, you do make people smile. But it can't be all your good at."

"Oh yeah? Try listing one other thing I am good at."