Face it.

Chap. 3

*jay's pov* (what Jay looks like. And yes thats a picture of JEydon wale.)

"Hey guys see you tomorrow. I need to ask the band teacher something." I said starting to walk off.

"He's normally not there at this time but try your luck. He might be there." Will said. Let's see I wonder if he can help with me getting so music sheets. I can't find them and I happen to know he was a guitarist and has great music sheets. I walked up to the band room. Wait what was that sound. I think it's music. I peeked through the window in the door and saw a girl messing with the drums. She's not bad.

"You know she comes in there everyday." Some voice spoke from behind me making me jump. When I turned around I saw Bob the custodian. "Sorry if I scared ya. But she's great ain't she. Talked to her one day to hear she didn't have a set of her own at home. Claimed she didn't mind and she really meant it. I think she's scared to get one and find out she sucks. But that's not stopping me from saving up to buy her a set."  He chuckled.  Walking away.

As I watched him walk away I heard a door open then something bump into me followed by the door closing. I turned around to see the girl looking at her shoes. She had black hair, and dark blue jeans with cuts in them, and a shirt that had nirvana written on it.

"S-sorry. I I didn't mean to. I wasn't looking." She explained still looking at her shoes. I reached my hand out and gently moved her head to face me. Saying she was beautiful was a understatement. She was gorgeous. She had light blue eyes. Slight freckles on her cheeks. Cute pink lips with a  snakebite on one side.

"No need to apologize. I was in the way." I said to her but she looked lost in thought.

*melody's pov*

I felt his warm hand softly push my face to face his. He had light brown hair, green eyes,    Close to pale skin, and a cute lip ring.  He was wearing a black beanie, and I think black converse and blue jeans and some type of black shirt. Didn't see it well enough.

"No need to apologize. I was in the way." He said. I had barely noticed as I checked him out.

"Sorry, um I guess I better go. Uh sorry for wasting your time" I said as I slowly started jogging to my locker. I could hear his steps behind me. He must be leaving. Once I made it to my locker I opened it and took out my books and stuff I need. I throw it all in my backpack and throw the backpack on my back and slowly closed my locker making sure I had everything. I felt my back pocket for my drum sticks, only to find they were not there. Shit. I turned around to see the guy I ran into leaning against a locker a few lockers away from me holding drum sticks. MY DRUM STICKS.

"You dropped something sweetheart." He said. I looked at his shirt to see him wearing a blink-182 shirt. If he doesn't turn out to be some fuck boy I might be friends with him.