I always knew there was something unusual about Melody White. She just seemed different to all the other girls I know. I don’t know what it was but she seemed to have a magical essence surrounding her.
The first time I saw Melody was on my way back from school. The air was dark and misty and the light was listening of the local pond. I sat down on the bench and watched the water glisten and sparkle. I turned to head home and instead found myself wandering the aisles of Jets, my local store. As I made my way round i caught the eye of a girl at the tills. She was different to any other girl I've seen before, there was a certain sparkle about her eyes. She pulled away from my stare and got back to work. That's what I have to do, I thought to myself. Talk to her. Just once.
I grabbed a few pointless items and headed towards the till. Sweating and nervous i stood around, my hands full of useless everyday items. I trembled watching as Melody spoke to an elderly woman about her shopping. Hurry! I thought to myself, I need to speak to her! A male cashier locked eyes with me.
"Next please" He asked, continuing to stare.
I looked around increasingly nervous. Suddenly, Melody was done and I hurried over to the till where she was stood, ignoring the kindly man at the other till. As she scanned my items I spent the time looking at her, studying her features. Melody was a simple yet pretty girl and I wondered why I'd never seen her around before. Her crimson hair was tied up in a ponytail with a Christmas ribbon wrapped neatly in a bow around it. She was wearing the usual Jets supermarket uniform in mustard yellow, but for some reason she still stood out from the others.
“Did you find everything you wanted Sir?”
I simply stared at her.
“Sir?” She asked, her smile fading slowly.
I mumbled my answer and paid quietly.
Walking out of the shop, I felt stupid and embarrassed. Why couldn't I talk to her? I've spoken to girls plenty of times, even having a few girlfriends in my time, but Melody was different. I wouldn't have called it love at first sight, but there was a connection between us. Except the fact that I couldn't even talk to her.
I rushed home feeling even more stupid the more I thought about it. I knew I should forget the situation, forget Melody altogether but I just couldn't. I know it sounds stupid now but Melody had taken over my heart, my soul and lastly my brain. All i could think of for the rest of the day was Melody and how stupid i'd been in the store. On the bright side though, I could go see her whenever I wanted too.
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"Jamie!"
I woke up with a start. Well that nap seems to last a little too long.
"Jamie the school bus is here!"
ok way too long. I grabbed my worn out rucksack and stuffed the unfinished homework from yesterday into it. I jumped up and legged it out of the door. My mum continued to moan about unfinished chores but that was the last thing on my mind.
Sitting on the bus alone i looked out of the window seeing that same pond I saw yesterday. It glistened in the sunlight. Though this time there was a strange shadow of black near the trees. I stared as it moved across the pond but as the bus carried on, it moved further and further away. At that time I thought it was odd, but I had better things to do. I realise now that I should've thought about it more at the time.
When I arrived at the disgusting place I call school, I hurried along the full halls, swerving left and right, attempting to get to my locker. 5,6,3,2 CLICK. I stuffed my bag into it, without the worry of getting out any of my books for the next lesson. A girl with brown hair hurried up to me, dropping half her bags in the process. She brushed her fringe to one side and stared at me, waiting for me to finish.
