Live, Love, Dream.a bars and melody fanfic.

Chapter 7. Secret's out.

The next morning i woke up late, after loosing track of time the night before reading. I rushed around the house, gathering my things for school. As i raced out of the front door i found Charlie waiting for me on the drive way.

"Hay, good morning." Charlie
"Hi. Were you waiting for me again?"
"Maybe." Charlie
"You really should stop doing this, your gonna catch pneumonia waiting for me every morning in this cold weather." 
"Nah, it's not that cold." Charlie
"Not yet."
"Ah well when it gets colder ill were a jumper." Charlie
"In theory you should be wearing a jumper now."
"Eh I'm not cold so I'm good." Charlie
"What ever."

At this point the buss pulled up.

"Come on." Charlie
On the way to  school we talked about music and what classes we had that day. We had the same lessons as each other Maths, English, Art, French, Games. All in all a pretty good day.

As we walked into tutor we had everyone staring at us.

"What is she doing with Charlie?" I herd one girl whisper.
"dunno might just be a coincidence." Another girl whispered back.
"no cant be, if it was then they wouldn't be sitting next to each other."
"yeh, good point."

Tutor was uneventful just the basic announcements, reading and annoying popular kids.

First period; Maths.
Boring algebra.

Second period; English.
analyzing poems and writing about them.

*Break*

I decided not to go to the usual place so i headed towards the music room. I opened the door to the instrument cupboard and pulled out a guitar and started to strum the tune to This is me by Demi Lavato. As it got to the start of the song i started to quietly sing.

*Ive always been the kind of girl,
That hid my face.
So afraid to tell the world,
What I've got to say.*

As got more confident i got a little louder.

*But i have this dream,
Right inside of me.
It's time to let it show,
It's time i let you know.*

Going into the chorus i began to become more confident.

*This is real,
This is me.
I'm exactly were I'm surpost to be,
Now,
Gonna let the light. Shine. On. Me.*

On the last three words i slowed down a-lot because i herd a "Knock, knock."
I spun round to see charlie see Charlie stood by the door with a glimmer in his eye.

"Charlie. Uh can you just pretend you didn't hear any of that?"
"Now i couldn't do that. Why do you want to hide it? You have a great talent." Charlie
"no i don't." I mumbled
"Yes you do, you have great melody and you voice fits that song perfectly." Charlie
"What ever, it's not like singing is going to get me any-were."
"course it will, just look at were me and Leo got. Without music we wouldn't have our bambinos, we probably wouldn't have even met each other, and i doubt i wouldn't have met you." Charlie
"But that's you, not me."
"Does it make a difference?" Charlie
I could see arguing with him about it was pointless so i gave up.
"It doesn't make a difference, singing wont help me."
"Why?" Charlie
"Because i suck, i sound like a strangled cat."
"No you don't, your great, you have a real talent. I bet if you wanted to you could be a professional singer." Charlie
"Yeh right."
"Luna. Promise me one thing." Charlie
"What?"
"Don't give up singing, even if its just for fun, you have a real talent." Charlie
*Di----ng." Bell
I walked towards the door and just as i was about to leave...
"Promise?" charlie
"Yeh, what ever."

Third period; Art.
We started a new topic so it was pretty boring, we started of by drawing paint tubes (Yay)

Fourth period; French
Boring nouns and pro-nouns.

*Lunch*

I spent lunch in my usual place with Charlie listing the great opportunities ill have if i pursue my music and become a professional singer (Like that will ever happen).

5th period; games (PE)
(Yay) we were playing bench ball so it was great besides me getting put on a team of jerks.

(Freya, Emma and Luke, all friends and all bullies. Their were only 3 vaguely nice people on my team;  Reece, Kristen and of course Charlie.

On the bus home Charlie congratulated me on our constant victories in games and questioned me on what music i liked to sing and what instruments i played. I dint answer most of them, instead i just staired into oblivion.

"Ill see you tomorrow then." Charlie
"Yeh, i purpose."