Meet Me Mid The Aisle (On Hold for Major Editing)

Chapter 13: I Wanna Run Away From You

Chapter 13: I Wanna Run Away From You

          Monday, my18th birthday. I feel so numb, well I guess I choose to fell numb. I have nothing to celebrate after all, it was just another ordinary day of school and sort of. After I stayed at Drake the whole weekend I came home without dad around, guess I didn’t have to deal with his anger for awhile.

          I enter my first class getting annoyed by the kids gossiping and giggling about the new hot music coach, teens and their hormones. It’s not like we were not be able to meet him anyway, everyone has a music class in this school and mine was after lunch. Morning pass too quick and I am just munching on my chicken sandwich when my phone beeps indicating I have a new message, and it came from Drake

Drake - “Happy birthday Spice, told you I have ways to know, meet me after school?”

I started to pick up my tray after I answered his text with “Yeah your wealth and connection I get it, but I don’t know maybe I’m busy after school well if not I don’t feel like going anywhere” well I’m just being honest.

Drake – “Nah, I’m not taking no as an answer, meet you at the gate after class :)”

Oh-kay…did he just use smiley on his text message? Anyway I sent him last message saying “whatever Drakey,  I have class now” and I head to my music class.

Once again getting annoyed at the hormonal teenagers around me I blocked out all of their voices by focusing on the guitar chord chard at the wall on my left. Music class is one of my favorite, well happened to be my favorite not until I started to be stoic.

“He’s coming, he’s coming!” Cassy says excitedly, see? That’s what I hate about those teenagers, acting like idiots.

“Oh Cassy, he’s just another music coach nothing especial” I heard Peter say with a hint of jealousy. Well I heard Peter has a crush on her not that I am interested with the gossiping but being around them everyday lets you know a thing or two.

Minutes later all whispering and gossiping stopped and out of curiosity I turned my eyes to the auditoriums huge door just in time to see the new hot music coach enter the room with confidence. And when I say hot, I mean it. But I’m not gonna shriek or drool like most girls here do I think I should hide? No, I must pretend I don’t recognize him, or maybe act I didn’t even know him. Seriously though what is he doing here? Why here of all places? He should be in college somewhere far away from here. I’m not ready to meet him, not anytime soon or maybe not ever.

I watched him discretely as he look around the room, giving a heartwarming smile to some girls who wanted his attention and nodding to the boys. When he look my way I have the urge to hide my face below my desk but I guess I’m seconds late. He held me captured in his blue eyes and it feels like eternity when he broke the contact and turned his full attention to class, which in truth was just a half minute of staring at each others eyes. I let out a shaky breath I didn’t know I was holding when he turned his back and make his way to the stage. When he faced the class once again I never dare to look into his direction anymore, not until I heard his oh-so-familiar voice, memories came rushing to my head and I didn’t know how much I can take of this.

“Good afternoon everyone, I will be your new music coach until the end of this school year and I’m looking forward for a good time with you here in this class…”

“How old are you..ahmmm…sir?” one of the girls cut him and asked

“Oh, not too old from your age, I’m twenty” he answered.

“How did you became a teacher here at your age?” one boy asked in curiosity.

“Well, I was still in college when I decided to focus on my music and my love” he said sneaking a look at my direction. Creep.