Musical Heartbeat [ON HOLD TEMPORARILY]

Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover

The library was half full and quiet.

This should sooth my head ache.

She walked over to a near table and dropped her bag on the table.

She glanced around the room and got dizzy.

Woaw.

Her head got light and the edge of vision got dark and black spots dotted her vision.

She leaned over to one side and someone caught her.

"Woaw, hey. Are you OK?" The male stranger asked as he sat her down.

"Ah, sort of" she replied as she held her head.

The man searched in his bag for something then handed her a capsule. He paused.

"I know you" he declared.

Grace looked up in his face.

He does look familiar. Hold on...

"You're Bryce"

"You're Grace"

She nodded her head.
He actually came. In the nick of time.

He sat down beside her and she took the capsule.

"What is this specifically?"

"Cetamol"

"Okay, got any water?" Grace asked.

Bryce searched in his bag and took out a bottle of water and gave her. She took it along with the capsule.

"You know I didn't expect you to come" she stated.

"Why is that?"

"You said you didn't want to do this" she replied.

"So did you"

She paused.
True. True indeed.

"Okay. That's true" she paused and looked around then whispered "My life depends on it"

"Yes. So it is. So let's make the best of it. Shall we?"

"Okay"

"What's your full name?" Bryce asked.

"Grace Davidson. You?

"Bryce Throne"

"I want to ask, why don't you like to socialize?"

"Hmm, I don't know. I just like to be by myself"

It sounds like the best thing. People aren't trust worthy. Not one bit.

"Alright, reasonable answer"

"You like people?"

"What kind of question is that?" Grace asked with a smile.

"Just a question"

"Not since lately. Especially a specific person but it doesn't really matter anymore"

"I have a feeling its the guy that picked you up from the house"

She paused and shook her head at the thought of him.