Alex's P.O.V
It was now Monday, unfortunately. I got to see Patrick and hopefully Jordan today, which I was quite excited about. This was the best mood I had been in for a very long time and I have no idea why.
Right now I am already on my way to the library. Today, I plan on just sitting in there in the silence and enjoying it. Like always, I go to my normal spot and sit down, and get my phone out. Soon after it, was time to go to class. I head out of the library, and stand just outside of the doors waiting for the bell to ring.
It finally rings, and I rush to my locker before anyone else surrounded me. I gather all of my books, and head off to the first class like always. Let's hope this day stays a good day.
*Time skip to end of the day*
I was heading to the band room to meet up with Patrick for our normal classes which I was looking forward to, then I hear footsteps that sound like running ones coming from behind me.
"Alex, wait up!" I hear a familiar voice say.
I turn around to see that it was Jordan. Why was he following me? Why isn't he hanging out with his friends? So many thoughts ran through my head within a matter of seconds. Finally, he reaches me.
"Hey Alex, I have a free period. Do you wanna hang out with me?"
"I'd love to," I say seeing his face light up slightly," but I have to go to my music class. I'm really sorry." He was still smiling when I told him which I wasn't expecting.
"That's alright, I can just come with you," He says cheerfully.
"Um... I'm not sure if that's a good idea," I say starting to get a tad frustrated.
"Oh, I'm sure it will be fine."
I think about it for a couple seconds before caving in," Fine, but when we get there you have to be quiet because Patrick gets very frustrated when he's interrupted and so do I."
Don't get me wrong, I was very happy to see Jordan, but the last class of the day is a special thing that I like to share with Patrick. I was running a little behind so I had to walk very quickly since, knowing my luck, I would be caught running in the hallways.
I had finally gotten to the bandroom in time. I know Patrick doesn't mind if I'm just a couple minutes late but I don't like to be late to things. I walk into the door, and Patrick looks up from his guitar, smiling at me. Once he sees Jordan though, he frowns slightly for only a few seconds, but smiles again. I bet he was hoping no on noticed, but I sure did.
I sit down on the stool in the spot that it normally is across from him. I act like Jordan isn't even there as he sits down in a chair. I stare right at Patrick with a genuine smile on my face.
"So, what shall we be doing today?"
"You're on it today. I have made up an agenda thing to help us keep organized. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday we will be doing your voice lessons and singing. Every once in a while those will just be free days and you can choose whatever you want to sing. Then, every Tuesday and Thursday, you will being doing your drum lessons with me. Sound simple enough?"
"Yes, it sounds perfectly simple."
"Good." He smiles his adorable little smile and sets his guitar onto a stand, then goes over to a piano.
"So, what shall we be doing today?" I ask walking over to the piano after him.
"Let's do some warm ups first, then I will tell you what to do. Okay?"
I simply nod. He starts playing the keys on the piano and I start doing my warm ups that I've been taught. I then finish my warm ups, and wait patiently for him to tell me what we were going to do for today.
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The rest of the class had just been doing breathing exercises, seeing how long I could hold my notes, and then a little bit of free time to sit down and talk. Practically the whole time, I had ignored Jordan to focus on what the lesson was. He seemed a bit upset about it, but I had to focus.
The bell rang, and I started walking towards the door.
"Wait Alex, can I talk to you for a moment?" Patrick asks before I can get out the door.
"Yeah," I say cheerily, walking toward him. I hear footsteps behind me and I knew Jordan was following me. I turn around and give him a small smile," You can go wait by my locker, I shouldn't be long. Is that okay?"
He nods and walks out of the bandroom.
I finally reach Patrick and begin to speak,"So, whatcha need?"
"I was going to say that if you needed any extra practice, you can always come back to my place, and we can do some of your instrument or some songs."
"That would be awesome. I will make sure to take note to that," I say quite happily.
He smiles to me, and starts packing up his stuff. We don't speak anymore after what I said. We both walk to the door giving our goodbyes, since he's parked in the back of the school which is close to where the band room is and my locker is more toward the front, we go opposite ways.
It was awkward walking in silence with almost everyone cleared from the school, until I reached my locker. There, Jordan was waiting for me while leaning against the locker beside mine. He hears me walk up and smiles at me. Let me tell you, this was not a normal occurrence, this was the first day that he's ever waited at my locker for me.
Which is why again I ask myself, "Why me?"
I gather my stuff as quick as possible so I don't make him wait too terribly long. I finally get all of my stuff packed up, and we start heading to the door so we can go home. Once we get outside, the warm, Florida air hit us. Even though it was nearing November and chilling down a bit, it was still quite warm.
We start walking towards our house while barely talking. I keep my head down, still feeling a bit guilty for ignoring Jordan, thinking about if I should start a conversation or not. This is going to be one awkward walk, that's for sure.
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A/N: Hello everyone, It's finally summer break for me! So, that means updates should be coming more often which is very good. I can't promise that they will be on a regular schedule but I will definitely try my best to get them close to being regular. I hope you all are enjoying the story so far :)
~ BG
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