Strummin and Hummin

"When People run in circles its a very very Mad World..."

A very mad world indeed.

The young Chance sighed quietly and was making his way up the towers when he heard a sound of a guitar echoing between the age old stones. He didn't think he'd bump into anyone else in this quiet morning; he thought maybe, he could go somewhere whilst his brother was asleep, and try to pratice something. It didn't happen that way.

His sapphire eyes peered through the tower doors: a girl was playing the string intrument, the resounding vibrations almost music to his ears. He stood silently near the door, almost too timid to walk towards her.

Maybe, Darien just wanted her to sing just a little longer. Without noticing that he was there.

He had swung the wooden door closed, and leaned on the back of it, his eyes closed, smiling calmly at the words. She was a good singer, he noted to himself to compliment her afterwards...

Look right through me, Look right through me."

He fluttered open his eyes, once he noticed that she had stopped singing. Did she notice him already? Or was she still unaware? His eyes darted to the doorknob; maybe he should just go outside, and listen to her singing and the music from outside the door...

Is she angry? Is she angry?

No, she wasn't angry obviously, but the lack of personal space made him a little scared.

"Um, sorry...?" he attempted to apologize, smiling slightly, although the nervousness from being caught and having to speak with someone alarmed him. And without his twin, Darren, he had absolutely no idea what to say.

Well, wing the conversation, he told himself.

"You sang nicely," he commented, feeling a little awkward about having to converse with someone he hardly knew, unprovoked.

He blinked, relieved that she had pulld back, still slightly iin the air because of his lack of socialization skills.

"Darien," he nodded, and then he spotted her outstretched hand.

If Darren was there, he would just tell him to shake it in a gesture of friendliness, but he wasn't. Instead, Darien just stared strangely at it. "Um..."

Yes, if socialization was a course, he'd fail it.

It was B) he's stupid, but he didn't have to know.

"Fourteen," he replied calmly, looking into her eyes. Then, he though about how awkward that would be since she was older than he was and added, as if it was an afterthought, "...Why?"