And Suddenly, All The Love Songs Were About You...

Chapter One: A Random Day

POV: Aerilyn Rose

Another exam paper. With a big smiley face and a 100/100 written on the top right corner.

These don't excite me anymore. They have become casual to me. "And once again, Aerilyn got the highest marks. Congratulations!" the teacher spoke with a big smile and an chirpy voice.

I smiled back awkwardly at her. These teachers annoyed me to the core. They only care about praises when a student is performing well in their class and ofc, their paychecks. They don't give a shit about the ones that need a bit more attention than the others. They are always stuck up on how to keep the top students merry, giving them extra time, and all the other benefits that they can give.

"Do you have an extra pen?" a deep but gentle voice speaks from behind me. I turn around- its the new transfer student. Alexander Brown. He is the quiet and mysterious kind. But theres something different about him. I don't know what.

I smile and nod, "Yeah sure, here." I hand him a pen from my bag. He thanks me and goes on about his work. I can't help but look a bit longer at him. He has jet black hair. I can tell his body shape is ideal and muscular even though i have only ever seen him in hoodies. He is surely a treat to the sore eye.

Girls aren't already swarming around him just because he is a newbie and maybe also a bit introverted. They will take atleast just a little bit of time before obsessing over a guy and not immediately swoon over him just because he is handsome. Or maybe, they just wait to figure out if a guy is rich.

Just then, an annoyingly shrill voice cuts me out of my thoughts. "Hey Aeri!" She likes to call me that. I hate that nickname but whatever. Her voice is the one of the pick-me girls that changes their voice into a uwu kinda tone infront of boys to act cute.

I cringe but force a smile and casually reply "Hey," Its Melody Park, aka, my bestfriend. I kind of hate her guts. You see, her mom used to work with my mom and i have known her all my life. Yet, she doesn't match my vibe or should i say, shes the meanest and most vicious girl i have ever met thats why i don't get along with her. Obviously. I have always been the calm, reserved, kind type and she is the ultimate bully.

I won't be surprised if i heared that every single girls in this school is insecure because of her arrogant and harsh words. And it doesn't really help that she is very pretty too. She thinks its fun.

I didn't really choose to be friends with her. But she was the only kid around my age that i knew. My parents were extremely overprotective of me and distant from everyone so i didn't get to hang out with other kids at all.

"You wanna go shopping after school?" Her chirpy voice makes me cringe again.
But i nod "Yeah sure, why not." That was really the only reason she still hung out with me.

When we were young, she was basically forced by her mom to play with me. Because, my mom was in a higher position in the office than her mom, so her mom would force her to play with me to gain my mom's favor.

We didn't get along well back then either. She would literally steal my toys. One time, i remember being so excited to get an expensive helicopter toy as a birthday gift from my cousin. I treasured the toy so damn much. But she saw it and insisted we play with it.

I was hesitant but gave in eventually as i was pretty naive. She then told me that she was gonna borrow it for a day. She didn't ask me if she can, she told me. And as a naive little girl i was, i gave it to her. And she fucking lost it!

Or as she told me. Because years later, i went to her place oneday and saw the toy in a showcase cuz it was damn expensive. But i figured it would look bad if i confronted her about it after so many years so i let it go. I can afford a million of those anyways.