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A young girl sat on the corner of the street, guitar case in front of her with a few dollars in it, starting the first verse of "Living on A Prayer, By Bon Jovi." She stood up and started the song, hitting every note perfectly. "Tommy used to work on the docks. Union's been on strike, He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough. Gina works the diner all day. Working for her man, she brings home her pay For love - for love." Her voice was amazing, even though she looked like a boy with her figure. People gathered around her, eager to her the young protegee play as she hit the second verse with her guitar and voice.

She was usually here on the weekends before she sat in the woods, writing. Her pinkish-red hair blew in the wind as she strummed away, not a worry in the world when she was playing. Her cell phone vibrated in her pocket, but she ignored it. Just my mom. She kept playing, the fascinated faces watching her. She really enjoyed playing for random people, just for generous contributions so she could go to camp this summer.

Archur was among the crowd. The young man looked at Maxine with an almost infatuated, extremely fascinated look.
When she finally finished, he threw $10 into the guitar case then nervously sat in front of her.
"Hello..." he smiled.

Max finished the song and looks up at the generous boy. "Thanks." She said simply, standing up and going into the intro to "Better then Revenge, By Taylor Swift." Her fingers were perfect for drawing and being a guitarist, but her figure made her look like a boy. Not that she regretted it. "The story starts when it was hot and it was summer and... I had it all, I had him right there where I wanted him. She came along, got him alone and let's hear the applause. She took him faster than you could say "sabotage." I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it. I underestimated just who I was dealing with. She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum. She underestimated just who she was stealing from." She loved this song, even though it didn't apply to her.

Archur sat in front of her te whole time, "You're fantastic," he commented.

A kid in the crowd whistled at her. He was about sixteen and wearing a blue hoodie. He threw a fifty-dollar bill into the case. "Phenomenal." He just stood in fascination. "Hey! Do I won't give up! I don't know much of it, but I think your voice is perfect for it!" He threw a five dollar bill in. "Sing!"

Max smiled and was surprised when the boy threw a fifty in. She happily obliged to singing more, after all he just gave her serious money. She quickly thought of a fun song to play and remembered the perfect one, "Trouble, By P!nk." She played the base of the song on her guitar, singing the first verse. "No attorneys, To plead my case. No opiates, To send me into outta space. And my fingers, Are bejeweled, With diamonds and gold, But that ain't gonna help me now. I'm trouble. Yeah trouble now. I'm trouble ya'll. I disturb my town. I'm trouble. Yeah trouble now. I'm trouble ya'll, I got trouble in my town" She loved this song too, and she was always being called "trouble" by her foster parents before they send her back to the orphanage.

(He threw in a 5, not a 50 xD)

Archur looked up at the other kid then back towards Maxine. "Do you have any sort of record label coming after you?" he asked with a positive grin.

"Not that I know of." Max said interested on why this kid wanted to know. ((Re-Read when he threw it in. Lol))

"Because you're fantastic," he smiled brightly at her, "Can you play Historia Calamitatum, by Rise Against? Or Lanterns? Same band."

(I recommend you look it up if you haven't heard that song.)