I've somewhat adjusted to the changes in my routine and I am starting to become fit with all the running I have had to do. I think I lost a lot of my chubbiness too, seeing as my clothes are starting to look a bit big on me.
Everyone in my family noticed it. Dad noticed and he, being the worrywart he is, begins interrogating me, asking if I'm on a diet or if I'm being bullied or something. I don't answer, of course, and he eventually stops.
Mom bought me a belt as well as some leggings, and she also took the chance to buy me some dresses and pretty tops so that I didn't need to buy more clothes in the future in case I lost more weight. I bet it was to doll me up though and make me look eye-worthy for her.
Miggs noticed too and he stopped asking me to the park, wondering if I was falling sick or not. I assured him I was healthy and fine, but he didn't believe me. Not once did he leave my side; he followed me around like a little duckling. He did minor things for me like sharpening my pencils or grabbing some water.
Leo was the only one who didn't notice, but that made sense, seeing as he came home way past my bedtime nowadays. To be honest I rarely see him. According to Dad, he finally found a job, which entitles him with later curfews and more leniency.
The only time I can get away from the crazed changes in my family is at school at that's, well ... I didn't even know how to describe it anymore. Tiring? Exhausting? A weight-loss program? New Kid and his friends invited - read: forced - me into their little club. I'm spending most of my time failing to escape their grasps. And as much as I hate to say it, their annoyingness has slightly grown on me, like a second family.
Only slightly, though. I will never admit otherwise.
The second the bell rings and I run to the music room. I keep my lunch and sweater with me at all times now, so I can run like hell when needed.
Mr. Mauro's students begin to file out of his room by the time I make it there. When the last student steps out, I slip in and the door automatically locks itself behind me, creating a barrier between here and the rest of the school, just as I had planned.
Liberated, I sigh and slouch down in a corner. Then slip on my earbuds and begin to eat my lunch.
Some shuffling seeped through the voice of Shaggy in my mind and is getting louder, which is soon replaced by three very familiar tones plus a freaking annoying one.
"You have to seriously be kidding me," I thought.
New Kid's eyes gleam, seeing me in the far corner. He smiles and waves. "Eric -" Kat's boyfriend waves "- invited us here to criticize his playing. Who would have thought I'd find you here. I told you this is fate." He winks.
The girls' lips part behind him and I could see them cooing. They must've been silent as New Kid is paying them no attention. Eric, on the other hand, is mouthing a "Sorry". He better be. This is entirely his fault.
He pulls a case from the closet far away from me and places it by his bag. My eyes widen to the size of the moon and I jump up, ready to leave. However, New Kid, like always, stops me before I could. I struggle, but he overcomes it with his monstrous power and sits me beside him on a stool.
Hesitantly, I groan. I had learned by now never to fight these three and their so called ally named "fate".
But still, I couldn't be here. It's been years since I last saw a violin and being near one again, up close and within an arm's reach, it is tempting to take it out of the case and just ... play. But if I did, I would be taken by it, captivated, to a point of no return.
