⚠Mild swearing, but its just one word⚠
(Y/N)'s POV
"(Y/N)! There you are! I seen everyone come out of the practice room, what happened?" Ellie asks, confused. I smirk a little, knowing she would have questions.
"Well, Dylan came in just as we were about to start, and of course they didn't really want to sing in front of him. I guess they thought they would embarrass themselves or something." I tell her. Her eyes widen.
"Really? So what happened after that? I mean, I know Mark and Stephanie were still in there with you." She says.
"Well, Mark and I were singing 9 to 5, we had started so they could join in, Steph was playing it on piano. Then as we were about to choose another song, Mrs. Black came in and told both of them they were supposed to be at a badminton meeting. Leaving me alone with Dylan." I sigh as she squeals.
"What happened, what happened, what happened?!!!" She tugs on my arm.
"Nothing really, I just played the piano a bit and we talked a little." I lie. I don't want to tell her what really happened. I felt like that was something to be kept between me and him.
"Oh my god. Even that's a good thing. A little disappointing, but good." She assures me. Sometimes I question why I'm friends with her.
"Anyway, where's everyone else?" I look around for my other friends.
"I don't know. Wait, there they are!" She waves to Lory, Lauren and Abby.
"Hey, guys." I say when they reach us. Unfortunately, that's when the bell decides to ring. I wave sadly at them and walk to Maths.
After listening to my fifth period English teacher drone on and on and on about a poem, I'm heading to lunch. I round a corner and walk in to someone. "Sorry!" I exclaim, then I look up to see who it is. Its Dylan. He's smirking at me.
"Its fine, it was my fault." He says.
"I know, I just didn't want to be a dick about it." I laugh slightly and he does a bit too. "What're you doing up here anyway? This is the English corridor." I ask.
"Well, I'm a bit lost if I'm honest. I was at the music base and now I'm trying to find either the drama place or somewhere else for lunch. Which I don't actually have." He says slowly. I giggle a little.
"Well the cafeteria is always a good place to find food." I suggest. He scratches the back of his neck. "Buuuut you don't want to face that mob, do you? I suppose I wouldn't if everyone was gonna surround me." I deduce.
"Yeah. But I'm starving. Doesn't this place have a vending machine?" He groans.
"Yea, it does." I reply. He perks up.
"Really? Where?" I smirk at him. "Its in the cafeteria, isn't it?" I nod my head, biting my lip to contain laughter.
"How about, I go to the cafeteria, get you, and myself of course, some food and bring it back?" His eyebrows rise.
"Great idea. Where will I meet you?" I grab his wrist and pull him down the corridor. Once I know he's following I let go. I take him into a small meeting room. Well, meeting for teachers and students, or if a pupil is sent out to do their work there.
"Stay here and I'll be back. Any requests?" I ask, halfway out the door.
"Chicken please!" He says sitting down. I close the door and start back on my original path.
