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Originally Posted by
Harron Peasley 
"Exactly what I think. And besides, by saying we can't do something, we just want to do it more. Thats what I think, anyway," Adam said, shrugging again. And that was one of the reasons he'd taken up guitar in the first place. Now, however, he played purely because he loved it.
"Where d'ya get you strap from?" he queried. It was cool, and very nice compared to his plain black one. He listened as she played, and as she came to a stop, he grinned.
"You're reall good," he said honestly, before pulling out his own
guitar.
Slinging it over his head, he pulled the pick from the leather strap around his neck and began to play the
song. He couldn't help but sing a little, softly.
And although he felt guilty, he pushed the thoughts aside. He'd promised Lori that she'd been the first and last person he'd played for. But Raven was a fellow musician, and no harm done really. Maybe they could start a band or something.
"So true, what is the amusing is when parents try to set a curfew for us; we sneak out anyways to go party or whatever. At least that's what I've done, which explains how I got my tattoos; my parents were so not happy when they saw them but I payed for them myself and there was nothing they could do." Raven said with a chuckle as she stepped up to the microphone then plugged it into the speaker beside the amp for her bass.
"Hmm, I think I might sing now; just to show you my vocal talents." She began playing a
song on her bass then cleared her throat before beginning to sing.