Take a Bow

The Only Escape

Hii :) Alex Gronlunds "Proof" to the side. she is so beautiful and her music is fabulous. This is the song I imagine Ella playing in this chapter.
❤️, Rosie

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After maths with Max, I had no classes with people I knew... People I knew of, yes. 3 classes later, I walked into the lunch hall. The noise got me first. The constant chatter of five different ages of teens was not my favourite thing. I looked around for Max and our friend Rebecca as I put my headphones in and blasted Ed Sheeran. Zoning out to the smooth melody I spotted my friends and started to make my way over.

But, oh, it wouldn't be the first day of year 12 without me doing something embarrassing. Without me paying attention to everything around me, Stacy Paxton, the schools queen bee, had subtly moved her handbag in front of me, and you guessed it, I fell flat on my face. I saw a hand offered out to help me up. Without looking at who it was, I took it. The laughter isn't what made me run... that, I was used to. What made me run was who's hand it had been.

Noah Clark.

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I made my way to the one place I felt safe. The practice rooms.

Mr. Munroe always left this practice room unlocked during school hours. I think he knew that it was me who would sneak in every lunch break in 8th grade, so he just started to leave it open for me. And I liked it that way. I felt like me here. I could be me here. It also didn't hurt that I had music next.

As I sat walked around the room, I trail my fingers along the cracked wood of the old guitars. It's been months since I'd played. I plucked one of the strings and automatically felt the familiar wave of calm that came with my music. At that point in time, I don't know what overcame me, but I played. For the first time in months, I actually played. As I was almost finished the piece, I heard a door quietly being shut.

Oh Shit. Someone was in here. Listening to me sing.