Chapter 3

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My weekend wasn't very eventful except my meeting with Lilac. Now, I'm going back to school and to be precise I feel like I haven't slept in a million years. My eyes are barely open as I'm unwillingly trudging down the stairs to go to my class. I'm not a morning person especially on Mondays. When you feel blue and the realization that your weekend has ended hits you. I never asked for anything I just want some more sleep. I don't even know how I'm going to make it through my mathematics class without falling asleep. I looked around to see everyone walking around happily and then, there's me. How are people so chirpy in the mornings? I don't feel like talking to anyone.

Mrs. Allen is a red-headed woman in her early-thirties who teaches us mathematics and to be honest she is the one of those teachers who are so boring that you feel like stabbing yourself and she always drifts away from the topic and starts talking about something else. I can't take this, not now. But, I'll have to. We plopped down on her chairs as she babbled her way to the end of the lesson. I wasn't paying much attention except when in the end she asked us questions. I had covered it all so I answered easily. Thank God, I didn't embarrass myself again! My eyes fell on the blonde girl sitting in the corner of the classroom and chewing on the back of her pencil, Lilac. I didn't know I had this class with her. She looked pretty engrossed in her book. Damn, I should be doing the same!

After torturous forty-five minutes, we were dismissed. I was the last one to leave the class. As I was walking through the corridor to my favorite class-English, I heard a beautiful voice singing a song that was very close to my heart from the music room.

"The storm belonged to you that
wrecked everything left in my city.
Oh, oh, how I miss the piece of mine that I left with you.
You're slowly seeping down in my heart like poison,
you know it too.
Let go, the chains weren't made for us to love.
Teach me to clink the glasses without
thinking of you 'cause baby, ain't nobody
is holding my hand while I make my best mistakes like you.

I poured myself a drink and I
start to wonder if you would
be here to hold my hair?
You want to know why I care?
Forgetting you is like being
someone I have never known."

The song "Never Known" by Melanie Ryan was my absolute favorite and hearing it in such a gorgeous voice made my day hundred times better. I didn't know there were Mel's fans in our school except me and Lilac. I wanted to know who was behind that voice. I cautiously pushed the door open and went inside. My jaw dropped to the ground when I found out who the singer was. It was Lilac herself! She looked like was singing from the chore of her heart and the simple idea of her using those lyrics in that way could make you fall in love. She sounded so honest, so soulful. I noticed that she closes her eyes while singing and she hasn't seen me yet. She never told me that she was so good at this!

"And you know
when we kissed under the streetlights;
I realized all I wanted was to wake up next to you.
Now, that I can't get you off my mind but,
my friends say I need to,
I realized that you're on my skin.
Forgetting you is like being
someone I have never known."

With that, she finished the song and opened her eyes to see me. "Zayn?"-she gasped when she saw me there. I smiled at her. I hope I'm not coming off creepy. "Did you... Did you hear anything?"-she asked, unsure of how long I had been standing there. "I heard the whole thing."-I chuckled. "Oh, no!"-she looked pretty disappointed. "What's wrong with me appreciating your voice, Lilac? Which by the way is the nicest I have ever heard if we exclude Melanie's." She giggled and said that she didn't want anyone to know that she sings. Why would anyone want that? I know now, though. "Nobody ever comes here so, I just sit down and sing."-she explained with a grin. "What class do you have next?"-she asked and I slapped my hand on my forehead as I suddenly remembered I had an English Lesson to attend. "Lilac, we'll catch up soon. I have to go to my class. Bye."- I said as I left in a hurry. I darted across the corridor. Lilac's voice distracted me and made me forget all about school. Mondays don't seem so bad anymore.

I opened the door and prayed that Mrs. Perkins will let me sit in her class this time because I'm always on time. She sarcastically commented-"I'm glad you made it to class, Mr. Malik. Have a seat." She was generally a nice teacher but, she was hard on those who came late and didn't complete their work. I apologized and took a seat in front of the basketball team captain- Adrian Hefley and his girlfriend, Lucy Matthews. I never played sports for my school; I do play football with my friends from the park just two blocks from my home. These people have never been nice to me, not like I want them to but, the least you can do for someone is make them feel comfortable. But, they always make me feel like I'm some sort of a freak or an outsider just because I'm an introvert and I don't open up to many people. I don't want to be like them, I'm so happy in my world. This time, I paid attention in class and to my surprise; I'm pretty good at this stuff if I'm attentive enough.

After two more classes, it was time for lunch. I wanted to see Lilac. I wanted to talk to her and get to know more about her. She was so nice to me and we had so many things in common. It's hard to find a person like that. I saw her carrying her tray and setting it down on a table across the room. I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked towards her. She was munching on a bar of chocolate and reading a novel. "Hey, there."-I greeted her. She looked up at me and smiled. I sat down beside her and peeked into the book she was reading. "You like these books, you know like the ones with tragic endings?"- I asked. "I think the ones with tragic endings feel way more real than the ones with happy endings because life just doesn't give you what you want like that. You know, getting what you want is harder than it seems. Nothing's easy in love; nothing's waiting at your feet in life. Everybody wants a happy ending, I did too but, after the realization of everything that happens to you is not going to be good hit me; I knew I'll have to embrace whatever is thrown my way. That's my point of view, I don't know about yours."-she simply stated while I sat there, baffled. I didn't see that little philosophy lesson coming my way, especially from Lilac. "Whoa, you have a lot in that tiny head of yours. Anyway, let's dig in!"-I said motioning to the two plates of macaroni in front of us. "Sure." We both ate and chatted about everything from books, music, movies to my love for comics. I loved being able to make her laugh because of two reasons: I'm not good at talking to girls and her laugh was very cute.

"You're so good at singing; I can't believe I never knew!"- I said with a hint of disbelief. "I don't really sing in front of anyone. I just do it for myself, no one knows about it."-she replied. "They have to know about you. You could be famous!"-I spoke. "Shut up."-she smiled and playfully shoved me. After lunch, both of us went to our classes. I decided to walk home with her. I wanted to spend as much time as I could with her because I have never had a company that I actually liked.

I think we just get along pretty well.
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I have written the lyrics for "Never Known" but, just imagine that's an actual song, okay?

This book is going to have a lot of stuff related to music, fandoms and fangirls. :)

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