The boy was right about not many people in the school being interested in music. If you didn't include the school band you probably wouldn't even need all your fingers to count the people interested in music in their year. Luckily Jasmine was friends with Ashley and they both had a passion for music. Marley also seemed pretty invested in the band but then again he was Ashley's boyfriend so that probably helped.
After the boy finished talking an awkward silence filled the room. It was becoming pretty clear to Jasmine that the boy was running out of things to say. But at least if he was talking about the band he wasn't questioning her about her view on minorities. To try and break the uncomfortable silence Jasmine played a small tune on her bass. Jasmine had never really thought trying to recruit a member from the school band, then again there was the barrier of they would have to like and enjoy the genre of music that the band played and Jasmine knew that metal wasn't the most popular genre of music.
Then he asked her to play a song she had written.
That one actually took Jasmine off guard.
She'd never actually played one of the songs she'd wrote in front of anyone other than Ashley or Marley since she'd had to play the songs to them to get across what they were supposed to sound like. Other than those two no one had heard them...well Jasmine assumed Topaz had since she'd probably heard Jasmine practicing at home but that was different than Jasmine actually playing the song for her. At the same time though Jasmine liked the attention she was getting for her interest in music.
"Yeah I guess I'm the song writer and sure why not, I've been dying to play something this whole time anyway."
Now all she had to do was decide on what song she was going to play. The answer came to her quickly. It was her favourite of the songs she'd written so far and she had a feeling the boy would at least appreciate a part of it. She quickly tuned her bass to the correct pitch.
"Alright, this is called American Nightmare." She told the boy before starting to play, the prelude to the song was a heavily distorted version of the national anthem which only lasted for a short time before the song started proper. Jasmine breathed the introductory lyrics as she played.
Whatever happened to the American Dream?
And when'd it become the American Nightmare!
Just as she reached the break however the sound of the bell echoed through the room, causing her to stop playing with a start.
"You have got to be kidding me." She said the annoyance clear in her voice. Just when she was going to be able to play uninterrupted for the first time that period it ended. That was just the world fucking her over.
"Guess that ruins that."
Jasmine carefully packed her bass away and slung it over her back. Then throwing her drink back into her satchel she slung it over her shoulder. She had her hand on the door handle when she realised she hadn't said goodbye to the boy. For some reason she felt like she had to do it, she had no idea why but she didn't feel like dwelling on it. After all she had a class to go and sleep in.
"Have a nice life I guess."
With that Jasmine put her headphone back into her, turned her music back on and left the room.
It was only later when she realised that she'd had a full conversation with the boy and she never even found out his name.
((Jasmine Stone continued in Luck is for Losers