I walk by the old building and peer in through the window, I know it’s the same one as before because I can see the same instruments, only this time they weren’t where they were before.

I lean against the wall next to the window and set down my tray before I hear a noise from inside. I look inside the window, and there is Ashley Davies, my dream girl look- alike, locking the door from the inside.

I stare at her as she sits down in a chair and picks up a guitar that was in the corner of the room. She takes her hand in her bag and pulls out a pencil and a few papers. I lean in to take a closer look and see a bunch of staff paper with notes and writing on them.

It now clicks to me again that her father is a rock star and leader of Purple Venom, a rock band that even I know. She plays a few chords to get the feel for it. Then she starts to play around with the beat until she finally stops and leans down to pencil something in on the paper. She continues to do this until she has about a few lines.

She plays through the chords and must say that it sounds good. She does it again and this time sings with it.

“She’s just a little girl

Living in someone else’s world”

She stops and adjusts the sound in the chord.

“She’s scared and she knows

That they’re all the same, friend or foe

Though she doesn’t realize

That someone sees through her eyes”

Her melodic voice rings in my ears and I find myself taking her words to heart. She looks absolutely gorgeous, more so then any time I’ve ever seen her.

“Some nights she cries herself to sleep.

Just another girl who’s in too deep

She doesn’t see you or know you

Hell, she doesn’t even know about you”

Her voice continues to echo in the empty room and her face is full of emotion. I don’t know what it is though. It’s simply indescribable. Her eyes are tightly closed as she sings out the next words.

“But you saw her

And you know her