Just Kayley

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Heartwarming story of a mom and daughter.

Submitted: July 16, 2009

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Preface
I grabbed my guitar and held it against my
chest. My fingers had blisters all over them but
I\'ve been waiting my whole life for this.
I put my left hand on a chord and the other on
another chord. Then I closed my eyes, and strummed.

Chapter 1
I\'ve always been musical. Of course, I know that because I know how to dance and sing.
Play the guitar and drums. Though, I never fit into school. Because everybody else is always talking about college and school and homework. But it\'s hard to keep a conversation still with me. I\'d change the subject to make it about music. About how peaceful and lovely it is.My first guitar was when I was 4. And I was rocking it even then.
My only friend, Roxy, was the only person who uderstood my love for music. Because ,she too, plays guitar and understands the beautiful sound it makes to sooth you.
"Kayley? Are you paying attention?" My teacher Ms.Nancy asked me.
"Yes," I said trying to make it sound true. "You multiply?"
"Correct." And then she turned around back to the board and I continued my doodling in my notebook.
"Kayley." Roxy whispered. She was easy to hear since she sat right next to me."We have choir after school?"
"Yeah." I told her. I would never forget anyday if it had music involved.
She nodded at me and smiled. I smiled back.
Roxy was an awesome friend. She was real cool and smart. Unlike me. People had to explain things 2 times
before I can understand what they were talking about.
Then the bell rang and as fast as I could, I threw mybag over my shoulder and carried my notebook under my arms.
I ran to the music room and saw my music teacher, Ms.Clear, sitting in a chair writing some notes in a music book.
I threw my bag to the floor and ran to the corner where all the guitars were.
I slowly picked up mine, careful not to drop it, and sat down. I set it down on my lap and took out a notebook with all my music in it.
Then the door flew open and Genevieve , the girl who supposedly thinks she popular, came in with her new prada bag and...fake nose.
Very obvious she had plastic surgery about 6 times.
"La la la la la la la la la!!!" She said at the top of her lungs.
I had to cover my ears so I wouldn\'t go deaf.And then Roxy came through the door and imitated me. She covered her ears too.
Everybody started taking there seats and Roxy sat in her usual seat next to me.
"Ok kids, today we are going to plan a talent show."
Ms.Clear said in a casual, soprano tone.
In the class there was a few "Yes!"s and "Awesome!"s.
But I stayed quiet to listen to the rest.
"Genevieve and Laura you\'re in charge of cleaning up after the show.
"What?!" They both said at the same time.
Me and Roxy snorted.
"Roxy and Kayley you\'re in charge of decorations."
"Whoo!" I shouted at the top of my lungs then got out of my seat. Then awkwardly sat back down.
I didn\'t need to hear anymore. I only wanted to hear the part I got.
I hugged Roxy and she hugged me back.
At the end of class, I headed home with my guitar in my hands. Today I could finally take it home.
Once I got inside, the first thing I saw was my mother Cassidy.
"Sup Mom." I told her and threw my bag down.
"What is this?" She said and took out a broken envelope.
"An envelope?"
"Not the envelope. What was inside the envelope."
Oh shoot. My report card. The whole "What is this?" thing was a trick.
"My report card! You see mom I had a lot going on and I didn\'t do some homework and didn\'t finish some work in class."
She took a deep breath. "No guitar for one month. No books for one month. NO MUSIC FOR ONE MONTH!"
And then my knees started shaking and my head felt like it was going to explode.
"N-n-n-no m-m-m-m-music?" I asked her and she just nodded once.
Then I blanked out.
Chapter 2
"Honey? Honey?" My mother said as if she were
talking in to a microphone. Her voice was loud and echoing.
"What?" I said and opened my eyes. I was drenched in sweat and in my bed.
"Thank gosh. You\'re okay." She said and took a deep breath.
"What happened?" I said taking a sip of water she was holding for me.
"You fainted and you hit your head with the door knob. Got a pretty big bump on the back of your head."
I got up and she pushed me down with her hand on my shoulder.
"Maybe you should get some rest."
"No. I smell like if a donkey peed on me."
Her face was motionless and I went to the bathroom and took a long shower thinking about my punishment.
I blacked out. Like a long sleep with no dream. But I did have a dream. It was a long and big white room with people around it throwing paint at the walls.It was really weird.
When I was washing my hair, I felt the bump.
"Ow." I whispered to myself.
It was a little swollen.
When I got out of the shower, I wrapped the towel around my body and went to my room. It was 1:20 in the morning.
I put on my night gown and lay in bed without the covers over me.
"Mom." I call. What I was going to ask her was risky. If she forgot I was fine. But if I was the one to remind her, I was screwed.
"Yes, honey?" She said walking in to my room wiping her hands on her apron.
"Am I still punished?" I asked and I could hear my heart pound against my chest loudly.
Her face looked surprised... as if she had forgot.
"You can still read books." Was all she said and went back into the kitchen.
Chapter 3
I woke up the next morning completely depressed. Roxy was going to be dissapointed that I was grounded from music. Besides, I was going to be her partner for the talent show. The decor. And I also wanted to try out for the talent show. I had talent and I knew it.
"Hey Kay!" Roxy shouted when I got to school.
"Hi." I said and looked at my shoes.
"What\'s up?" She asked and tried to look at me.
"I sorta kinda got grounded. I don\'t think my mom is gonna let me go to the talent show." I told her and she just squinted .
"Sneak out."
"What?! I can\'t do that! My mother will literally murder me!"
"It\'s simple just tell her you\'re gonna come and study at my house. Besides you\'re grounded because of your report card, right?"
"Yeah."
"Then you got yourself a perfect excuse."
My best friend was a genius, a complete physco, but a genius.
Chapter 4
I sat on my bed fully dressed with my guitar on my lap. I breathed slowly trying not to have a heart attack. I opened my window and gently put my guitar on the ground. I closed the window and went to the living room.
"Hey mom?"
"Yes?"
"I\'m gonna go study at Roxy\'s. She said she could help me do extra credit so I won\'t flunk the next report card."
"Roxanne is a very good girl. I can trust you with her. Maybe she got good grades."
When she looked away, I rolled my eyes.
"So, can I?"
"Sure, be back by eleven."
"OK, Bye mom."
I headed out the door and went to thewindow of my room. I dusted off my guitar from the dirt and carried it to Roxy\'s house.
Thank goodness Roxy\'s house was close. My guitar was starting to get heavy.
I knocked on the door and Roxy opened it on my first knock.
She smiled and said, "Let\'s go."
We took her car to the talent show and once we got there, my stomach felt queezy.
"Are you okay Kayley? You look sick. Want me to take you home?"
"NO! Come on." We both got out of the car and I felt more sick than I looked like it. I didn\'t think I could do it. But I did not sneak out of my house, lied to my mom, for nothing. So I am going to do this.
When we got inside, Roxy led me a way to back stage to get ready and she sat in the front row.
Backstage was crowded. But less crowded than the audience. My poor eyesight could\'ve mistaken about 60 people for 600 people.
"And now...Jessica Johns." I was right after her.
I practiced as much as I could. My fingers were swollen and numb.
I heard applause and Jessica came backstage again.
I threw up a little in my mouth and gulped a mouthful of air.
On the stage there was a stool with a microphone. I went on stage and sat on the stool. My breath was shaking. I took another mouthful of air and looked at the audience where Roxy was sitting.
I grabbed my guitar and held it against my
chest. My fingers had blisters all over them but
I\'ve been waiting my whole life for this.
I put my left hand on a chord and the other on
another chord. Then I closed my eyes, and strummed.
I heard some gasps in the audience and that made me smile.
I kept strumming. I was just making the song up as I went.
I looked around the audience and the most terrifying scariest thing in the world to me was at the entrance of the stadium. My mother. Arms crossed and looking at me. I didn\'t think she knew I was looking at her so I looked away quickly. My death was today.
Chapter 5
"Honey, I\'m proud that you didn\'t sneak out to go to a party. But you still lied to me." My mother told me after the talent show, in my room, on my bed.
"Mom, you don\'t understand. Music is a part of my life. Without it I\'m Just Kayley."
"Just Kayley seems pretty darn good."
"Not funny. So am I in trouble?" I asked her hoping the answer was no.
"Actually, no. I think that it was just a little harsh to punish you like that when you only got 2 D\'s and the rest A\'s. Honey, I just want you to do whatever you think is right. And tonight was a bad example."
I nodded. She was right. Maybe I should have talked to her about my punishment.
"So we\'re cool?" I asked her.
She smiled. "We\'re cool." And she hugged and I hugged her back.

Note to self:
Never take any of Roxy\'s advice again. EVER.


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