Never Again

Chapter 3

Kat's POV

5..4..3..2..1!!

Dang it! The freaking bell wouldn't ring. The clock ticked and I hastily collected my things.

*Ringg*

Yes!! I pushed in the chair and left the classroom. I loved my second period class. I have Choir. That class is where I could express my love for music. But in truth, I also like that class because my friends are in it.

I mean who wouldn't like to have a class with their friends,right? I am no longer a loner. Woohoo! Actually...

maybe for a couple more periods after.

Whatever, I can be independent.

I got to make a quick stop at my locker. Lucky for me my locker is near my first period class. I skittered (yes that is a word) to my locker.

Once again those brown eyes met mine. His eyes begged me to talk to him. I just couldn't. He walked up to me and stopped in front of me. He cracked a smile that always sent my heart flying. I sent a smile back at him. I could feel my cheeks on fire. I again escape a moment that would make me crazy afterwards.

At least I smiled at him. Usually, I would give him an emotionless face. But, why today? Hmm...

I got it!! I ate Honey Nut Cheerios this morning. The honey could've boosted my confidence. Wait a minute. That doesn't make any sense. Uhh...this, is awkward. Hehe.

I got to my locker. I turned the lock. I searched my locker for my folder. I misplaced my folder in a different section. I switched my folders and closed my locker. I sped up my pace for walking. I don't want to get a tardy.

Pretty lame excuse but that's how I roll. I smiled the whole way to Choir. I am still thinking about the encounter with Alan. I feel so giddy.

I descended the stairs. I skedaddled to the Choir room. I passed other students and pushed the door to my class. I went up the small steps and set my folder on the brown table. I went over to the shelf and looked for #34. I pulled out the binder and went to the alto section.

"Hey,Kat." said Adriana. I waved to Adriana. She was already in her seat along with Niki. I sat down next to

Niki. Mr. Santoyo has us start our vocal warm ups. We sounded awesome.

After we finished, Mr. Santoyo told us we are going to start vocal testing. He explained that the altos start first. everyone is going to sing by them self. Oh shoot! I am going first. My palms became sticky. My heart pounded as I waited for my name to be called.

"Kat." called Mr. Santoyo. I looked up from the ground and raised my hand.

"Ready?" asked Mr. Santoyo. I nodded my head, yes.

All the loud chatter died down. You could hear nothing but dead silence. I took a deep breath and waited for the signal. Mr. Santoyo counted

1, 2,3,4.

"Do Re Mi Fa Sol La Ti Do." I sang and paused for a breath. "Do Ti La Sol Fa Mi Re Do." I was done and no one clapped. I felt embarrassed and sat down. A hint of heat touched my cheeks. Was I really that bad? Did I fail?

"Good job." said Mr Santoyo, assuring me. I still didn't believe the compliment. I know I sucked. Maybe nobody else could hear me. Why do I have to lie to myself?