The weekend started really slowly. I tried to do my homework but couldn't concentrate. The girl was still on my mind. I wanted to find what was wrong...
When school started again, I asked the girl her name.
"Kate" she said and walked away.
Kate. Kate. She was always on my mind. Like she was an obsession. I needed to know what was wrong.
That day in school, the principal asked Kate to leave early for an appointment. I started to think of what the appointment could be when the bell interrupted my thoughts.
I walked back home and started playing my acoustic guitar. I wanted to write a song for her. So I started to sing a melody and after I just strummed the strings...
"You know something I don't. It's not like you to be cold. Every night replayed Over and Over."
YOU ARE READING
BRAVE
RandomJust be true to who you are. Be brave. (c.h. AU) You don't have to know Calum Hood to read this story...
