karmaa
☯ b a r b i e ☯
? Madden Carter ?
"Have you ever thought about being a band? Not that you need to, you're great as is, but have you?"
Madden raised a brow. "Yeah actually but I don't know anyone that knows how to play instruments. And besides, what am I going to call the band?" Madden giggled. It was true that she thought about having a band, it would be fun and she could make new friends as well. "I don't know where to start. Maybe later." Madden sighed, her phone buzzed in her bag. "Excuse me." She muttered awkwardly as she switched her phone on. It was an alarm, her father was coming home in ten minutes. "Shit!" Madden exclaimed as she began to stuff the ukulele into her bag along with her phone. "I'm so sorry but I have to go. My dad is going to be so pissed at me." Her voice trailed off as she got ready to leave. "Thanks for coming Wes. That was really nice of you." She smiled at Wes for a longingly second before running off into the crowd.
Madden raced out of the club, her head looking for the quickest route home. Turning on her heels, Madden ran home, going through bushes and past pedestrians until Madden reached her home's backyard. She released a soft sigh when she saw her bedroom window opened. Madden chucked her bag into the window, a perfect hit. Next, she chucked her shoes. Madden rubbed her hands together in a nervous matter. She grabbed the nearby ladder and leaned it against the roof, slowly climbing it until she got into her bedroom. Madden scurried to her bed. A knock came from Madden's door as her father's head peaked in. "You okay Mads?" He asked. Madden just nodded quietly, awkwardly pointing at a book next to her. Her father just nodded at his daughter and closed the door. Madden took a deep sigh. That was too close