A/N: Hello my beloved RONHIC Reader. Your votes and comments are very much appreciated. I found a new friend, whose story is great and can't wait to be shared so I dedicated this chap to her. Anyways that's it. Happy reading!
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The lady handed Sarah the acceptance letter back and ushered her to the big doors, the one she came out from.
Sarah adjusted the shoulder strap of her backpack and started pulling the suitcase. She slowly looked over her shoulder to check if Deep Blue is still there.
The hallway is empty. Where is he now?
Sarah braced herself to whatever is in the other side of the doors. She started pushing them. Why does these doors have to be heavy?
It was dark inside except from the lights coming from the stage. It was an auditorium. Everyone is listening to the speaker on the stage. Sarah was looking around the place. Amazement plastered on her face.
My..this room is so big. I think it's twice the size of our auditorium back in my old school. Mich will freak out. Sarah thought while smiling to herself.
She was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. The lady called her attention since she stopped walking.
After the speech the guy made, everyone clapped and most girls screamed the guy's name.
"Charles!!!"
His voice transmits a cheerful vibe.
"You can put your bag in here. Now go to the back of the stage." The lady instructed.
Sarah nodded and walked towards the back stage. She had no idea why she needs to go there but followed the lady's instruction anyway.
I'm hurting, baby, I'm broken down
I need your loving, loving, I need it now
When I'm without you
I'm something weak
You got me begging
Begging, I'm on my kneesSarah was looking around waiting for further instruction when she heard someone singing.
She immediately got hooked to the owner of the voice. His' was better than the speaker earlier. The voice was coming from the other end of the backstage.
She slowly walked towards that direction. Careful not to be seen by the mysterious singer.
Who could he be? Is he a guest or a student in this school?
She can't figure out since the guy is not wearing a uniform like Deep Blues.
His back was all Sarah can see. But she can sense that he is good looking. Tall and broad-shouldered. His enigmatic posture matches his voice.
He was strumming his guitar and continued singing.
Your sugar
Yes, please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
I'm right here, 'cause I need
Little love, a little sympathy
Yeah, you show me good loving
Make it alright
Need a little sweetness in my life
Your sugar
Yes, please
Won't you come and put it down on me?Memerized by his voice, Sarah got closer to hear better. She hid behind the curtains and closed her eyes feeling the music.
She is not just a book worm slash geek but a music lover too.
The music stopped playing.
"What? Wait don't sto-" Sarah opened her eyes. While her mouth hanging open. She was caught eavesdropping.
Green cool eyes are now looking at her intently. Guitar strap hanging so stylishly on his shoulder.
He is indeed good looking. Sarah thought. Her breathing became wild.
"How long have you been there miss? This area is for the band only." There's this coldness in his voice but it was warm at the same time. It brought goosebumps to Sarah who is now lost for words.
Why am I acting like this? She thought. "I.. I.. Uhm.. I -ah" She started walking backwards to escape. But due to her clumsiness she tripped.
She got hold of the thick red curtain but failed to correct her balance. She fell on the ground. She closed her eyes for the impact of the fall.
But why is it so bright? Did I hit my head that hard? Sarah held her head. She heard chuckles, giggles and laughters all around the place.
"Oh my-" She lent out a deep sigh and immediately stood up.
The girl on the stage, who seems to be a cheer leader, was looking at her in disgust. Sarah felt her cheeks burning from embarassment.
She fell twice within a day. Luck must be out strolling.. causing these unfortunate events to happen.
Sarah was about to run when the music started playing and the crowd went wild.
It was Green Eyes who is now on the stage singing.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Miss Sarah--" He continued strumming the guitar to fill in for loss words and looked at Sarah trying to ask her her last name through eye contact.
Sarah stared blankly and gave him a questioning look before realizing he did not know her last name. How did he even know my first name?
"..uhm- the exchange student." She shouted to Green Eyes.
Everyone stopped cheering and started whispering. Even Green Eyes stopped playing the guitar.
Now what's with everybody acting strangely when I mentioned exchange student?!
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Royal Or Not Here I Come!
Teen FictionFoster home. Summer job. Highschool. Sarah has her whole future planned for her by her best friend. All she needs to figure out is if she is up to it and stick by the plans of her own. Started May 2015