I wandered up and down the endless halls trying my best to figure my way to my next class which had slowly but surely turned into one of the hardest challenges I have ever came across. The countless stairs along with the crowds of rushing students made it harder than it should've been.
I stood near a window, which looked similar to the escape routes you see in films or tv shows that are shot in New York, and waited for the tardy bell to ring before I continued my journey. I was already late so why not be a little later.
My train of thought was soon disturbed by the gentle melody which dropped its way through the window and quietly echoed through the halls not loud enough for anyone else to hear but me. The curiosity getting the better of I placed my bag outside of the window before slipping out and quietly creeping up the rusty stair. My hand softly dragging up the handrail. The gentle humming sound getting louder and eventually turning into words.
The voice was gentle and soft hardly like any other artists of today's music culture. I pressed my foot on the final stepped and my eyes searched through what seemed to be a rooftop garden. It was pretty and was decorated with various species of flowers, all different colours and all different patterns.
I started to quicken my pace once I got my both feet on the ground and finally saw a finger sitting on the edge of the roof strumming a guitar. His brown hair gently moving with the direction of the wind and his back tensing slightly as he moved his fingers around picking the notes.
I walked tho wards him not noticing a flower pot on the floor in front of me. I tripped a little and my immediate reaction of grabbing onto a shelf caused various plants to fall off and smash. He immediately snapped his head around and boy, was he cute. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as he placed his guitar down and ran over to me.
"Are you okay?" He asked bending down to my size. I sat up a little and nodded placing my hand on my forehead. "Are you hurt?" He stood up and offered his hand. I placed my hand in his rather large ones and he guided me over to were he was sitting.
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"I'm fine by the way" I smiled sheepishly and he laughed.
"I've never seen you around here before, are you new here?" He asked.
"Yes, I just transferred for Miami. I hope you don't mind me intruding I couldn't help but come up here when I heard you sing" I gushed. "But I should be goi-" I grabbed my bag hastily and stood up.
"Wait" he grasped my wrist. "Stay, I could use the company" he smiled weakly. I smiled back and slung my bag back onto the floor before sitting back down again.
