[day 5]
Becky's pov
I'm currently washing the plates since I had no classes today due to some " i don't know " and " i don't mind " reasons. It's 7:00 in the morning and I don't know how to spend my day today. As I walked across the kitchen, I bumped in the refrigerator. I turned to the refrigerator as I flashed my irritated face.
It's the ref's fault!! not mine??? It's blocking my way???
But my eyes landed on the note pasted there saying...
" Dreaming of you by Juris — 0:25-0:47 "
I scrunched my nose and think of what's this? Is this a song that I should listen to? I grabbed my phone and searched the song and it says— Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you, and I wish on the stars that somewhere you are thinking of me too.
Freen did this? isn't she?? I walked around the house to look for more notes and I was right, there are pieces of notes pasted in every corner of the house. Just like this one in the stairs saying...
" Through the dark by One Direction — 2:20 - 2:40 "
I searched the song stated and it says— And you don't need, you don't need to worry, and you will see it's easy to be loved, I know you wanna be loved.
What's the point of these words???? of these songs??
I walked around to look for the remaining songs. I encountered—
" You're here that's the thing by beabadobee "
" If you're not the one by Daniel Bedingfield "
" This Town by Niall Horan "
" Officially missing you by Tamia "
" Leaves by Ben and Ben "
The songs gave comfort. Sunlight streams through the window, and I went out to go to school. Whatever she's up to, it's her problem now, not mine.
Third Person's pov
Becky sits alone at a table, Bright is with his friends, laughing and talking, oblivious to her stress. She tries to focus on her lunch, but her mind is racing. She knows she should talk to Bright, but what if it's something he shouldn't be involved in? But it doesn't matter. I want to know answers.
" Hey, you okay? You've been quiet all day. " Bright approached.
Becky looks up, her eyes red-rimmed.
" There are notes, songs.. everywhere. " Becky answered.
Bright sits beside her, taking her hand.
" What do you mean? What notes? " the lad asked.
" They're everywhere. On the fridge, stairs, corners. They all have songs written on them, like... like someone's trying to tell me something. " Becky explained.
Bright takes the note, his brow furrowed. He reads the message, then looks at Becky, a realization dawning on his face.
" Becky, do you think this could be... Freen? "
" Ofcourse she is. "
" Think about it. She's been trying to get back with you. She's always with music and she knows you love it too. And maybe creating playlist through notes is a great idea. " Bright gives sense.
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FanfictionRebecca Patricia Armstrong, a self-reliant student, who always thinks nothing except studies. Book is her bestfriend, A kind, lovely, and special person she is. On the side of the page, Freen Sarocha Chankimha lives, A complete opposite of becky. A...