Sonooneeverlihisdelicate-lookinggirl—whoalwaystriedsohardtoseemolderthanherage—withtheword*rebellious.*
Notuntilfiveo’clock,whenthefinalbellrang.
Crashovedthebarely-sixty-poieraturetestintoherbackpadwalkedfasterthanusual.Shecutacrossthenoisyfieldandheadedforthefaredgeofcampus,totheoldestbuildingwiththeworstsoundproofing—therundownactivityterwheretheRockMusicClublived.
ThebasementdooroftheoldactivityterwasabatteredsbofwoodpsteredwithpostersofL’Ar~dShiinaRingo.Itwasalwayswideopen—partlytoairoutthesunlessspadpartlybecausethelockhad“diedanhonorabledeath”inthehandsofsomeuppercssmenyearsago.
ThemomentCrareachedthestairwell,abstofdistuitarhithereardrumslikeacollision.
Thiswastheclubroom.
“Chu-Qing初晴,you’refinallyhere!”Thegirlbehindthedrumkittwirledastiherhandandshoutedather.Withthemotion,sheflickedherlongbckhair.Thial-framedgssessatonherheedgesofthelensesfoggedwithsweatandadrenaline.
Theotherfirlsintheroom—thevocalist,leadguitarist,rhythmguitarist,andkeyboardist—pausedtoo,liftingtheirsatwordlessgreeting.
Itwasasix-piedwithabold,unmistakablelook.
IncludingCra,theywereallthesameage—eleventhgraders—andasifthey’dp,allsixhadnaturalbckhair,longanduntouchedbydyeorperms.AsidefromCra’srimlessframesandthedrummer’smetaloheotherfourwssesatall—faces,bareandbright.Whosaidgirlscouldonlysingsoft,sweetpopsongs?Thesebck-hairedgirls,wholookedlikewell-behavedhonorstudents,insistedonpyingthederhythmsaornatearrasofJapaneserock—J-Rock.
oddedandmovedwithpracticedeasetotheer.Frbagshepulledoutanolderbckfive-striricbass.Itwasheavierthanastandardfour-string,withawiderhatextralcouldproduceafrequencysodeepitfeltbottomless.
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