Vaia: Day 15

Day 15

There was only one big thing happening today—Market Day! All the shops and stores had almost everything—from fancy clothes to powerful weapons—on sale across the bazaars and shopping districts.
There's only one thing that I want to buy from the markets and only one thing—a brand new, high quality guitar. A sale on musical instruments and accessories were held at the north-western part of the city and some of the electric guitars there were very stylish.
Eventually I came across a guitar that seemed to be calling me—a dark purple Heavy Vanquisher with a body decorated with lilac flames, a seventh extra string and a design shown with carved thorns.
"Excuse me," I asked the guy at the counter, pointing to the guitar I described. "How much is this purple guitar up there?"
"That one? It's 40% off. And if you get it at that price, I'll even hook you up with some free accessories!" He seemed rather eager to sell some products today.
So I bought the guitar and had received a bonus which I received a new pick, a black leather strap with studs that shaped up to a lightning bolt and an amplifier with more switches then my old one. I just squealed with eagerness when I got the whole pack!

Three hours later...
I'm at the hut from the last two days and I'm sitting next to Jak, trying my new guitar out. I told him that I was working on my song yesterday and I gave him the lyrics to have a look at and to see if he had any ideas about what I've done.
"This looks very good so far! Try tuning your guitar to a Drop D. Then just play some random notes or chords halfway across the neck," he suggested.
I tuned down the lowest string to a low D, and then played whatever notes my fingers laid across; just when I was playing the notes mindlessly, my ears detected the notes playing to be the perfect melody for my song. Just by using notes and chords from the second to eleventh frets, Jak started to sing out the lyrics I wrote.
"♪Can you feel it crush you? Does it seem to bring the worst in you out? There's no running, no way from...these things that hold you down. Do they complicate you because they make you feel like this? Of all the colours that you've shined, this is surely not your best.♪" Jak emphasised the last word for more than a minim beat. "♪But you should know these colours that you're shining are...♪"
I stop playing and my brain started to "power up" with some more ideas. "Jak, keep singing and, at some point, I'm going to strum some low chords." I continued to play the song from where the last lyrics were sung.
Jak continued singing from where he stopped moments ago. "♪But you should know these colours that you're shining are♪"—I paused in playing—"♪Surely not the best, colours that you shine!♪" He did this twice and there was more emphasis on every fourth lyric in the chorus.
After a small pause, we decided to have a rest from rehearsing. I was stunned at how Jak was an incredible vocalist, even though he's had his first two weeks of finally speaking. He had told me days ago that he was originally mute. I said to Jak, "You're a very good vocalist, you know that?"
Jak chuckled slightly. "You think so, Vaia?"
"I know so; you could be part of the Music Competition if you want."
"Hmm, I don't know if I can," Jak objected with doubt. "When is that?"
"Two weeks from today," I answered.
"Damn, that's the same time as the Class 1 Racing Championship. And Keira's counting on me to win against Erol." He looked and stared at the hut's arched ceiling. "Can't the times be changed?"
"Hmm..." I was wondering if the timetable can be altered. "I'll see what I can do," I said with hope. The sky out through the window behind us viewed the sun about to set on the horizon. "Well, I'd better pack up and get going; it's getting late. Same time tomorrow?"
Jak made a slight smile. "Sure, as always." When I was packing up my guitar, a purple thorned jewel got in my sight. I looked at it and I was surprised by how it was made. There were three thorns on the jewel, the middle point larger than the other two by the sides. Jak was giving it to me, and then I took it and put it around my neck. It looked pretty when I looked at it again. But this time, Jak's smile widened and his teeth was gleaming with a little sparkle. And then he said to me, "Good luck."