Aiden strummed a few chords on his guitar and hummed along, not really following a specific melody. Just jamming and letting it come to him. That was one of the great things about knowing this instrument backwards and forwards. He could produce pretty much whatever sound he wanted from it.
A pretty girl walked past and he changed the tempo of the music briefly as he watched her stride away. He turned his attention back to his instrument and scowled when he hit a wrong note. That’s what he got for not paying attention.
Ugh. Oh well. Hayley was supposed to meet him so they could hang out, but he wasn’t sure when she was planning on showing up. Aiden was looking forward to seeing his friend. It had been a while since they’d hung out, and he missed having someone who understood him to talk to. Not that home was bad, but most of his friends had been on vacation with their families and stuff. It just made for kind of a depressing trip back home, especially since his parents both worked full-time.
At least school was better. He could play his music and learn some stupid Real Education (according to his mom) credits. Plus, he had friends here. A few, anyway. And the good things in college were worth the bullshit math and foreign language credits he had to take. He was learning music, after all, and that was all he wanted to do.