16 Whose is it ? (2/2)

When he turned to key the bike growled like a sleeping monster that had just awakened.

'What a satisfying sound.'

He thought, actually it was his first time driving something this fast. It was similar to a car in the way that it had gears and a clutch but it he'd need time to adapt to it.

He twisted the handle a bit and the bike growled even stronger than the first time.

”Hahaha ! It's so cool I want to do it too !”

Em said and reached to the handle, as he was still on neutral she could have as fun as she wanted even though it would put pressure on the engine but he didn't care that much as he wouldn't keep the bike for long, soon he'll make more money and buy a car.

On the way home he and his sister were enjoying the feeling of the wind, it was a first time for Em so he took her to the highway to let her enjoy even more, she took so much fun that she fell asleep as soon as they got home. Really a rewarding trip, he didn't do much but he got a new bike. Tony couldn't report him to the police as he would have to explain why he had kidnapped Em and he couldn't beat him up as well so all he could do would be to give Sam what he wanted and hope that he would get beaten up anymore.

On the way home he also looked for a place to drop the gun, he couldn't do this half heartedly as his fingerprints were already on it, at first he thought about keeping it but he was afraid of Tony or Leo denouncing him and the police coming to check his apartment. The probability of this happening was low but he didn't want to take the risk so he took the river that crossed the city and threw the gun in the middle of it, it was deep enough and went as far as the sea so he wasn't afraid of the gun being found this soon. The river was also very dirty so he was sure that it wasn't cleaned very often.

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After dinner Sam sat in front of his computer, he still hadn't bought a new one so he kept using the old one he had at home. He went on YouTube to check his channel, the number of views were still going up but he hadn't published a video in a few days so he was thinking of what to do. He had to come up with something new as people liked freshness and originality, the best idea he could come up with was doing his own song.

He had only done covers until now, if he wanted to step up he'd have to do an original.

During that night he just worked on the melody, he played with his guitar random melodies. After a hundred tries it was still unsatisfying and he wanted to give up when he remembered the shop. He had originally 879 EV, he then used 59 EV to buy the X-ray vision drop and 500 EV drops to buy the gun.

He now had 320 EV remaining so he started to look at the cheap products list. He scrolled slowly and checked whatever there was on the list, at the same time as he was looking for something useful he also looked at whatever was disponible in case he needed something in a hurry in the future.

There were lots of useful books like books for instruments but it wasn't what he needed right now, he could spend a bit of time to find a good melody but if the lyrics were bad the song will be bad.At the moment he could ask Keith to take care of the production part, he would write the lyrics and find the melody, for this he took a level two guitar skill book for another 150 EV. He had now 170 EV remaining.

He started pulling the strings of his guitar and a melodious sound came out, it was obvious he had became better.For an hour or so he kept playing in a trance, he wasn't really thinking, he just let his bodily instincts take over. He kept playing and playing and slowly a slow and harmonious melody took over the original one he was playing. It was the kind of sound that made you feel warmth, feel at home. Even he himself wanted to hide inside his blanket and spend a good night of sleep and warmth. He was very happy of himself, he had made something on his own for the first time since he got the system, he was finally at the real starting line.

Now all he had left to do was write the lyrics, sing the song and leave the rest to Keith, he wouldn't mind paying him for his hard work.

For the moment asking Keith for his help was enough but sooner or later he'd need a production team. It was decided, tomorrow after school he'd pick up Em and head toward the studio to start planning with Keith.