Music Brings Love

Chapter Five

Chapter five

Maya

I sniff and brush off the tears. Maybe it's good that I cried, It's taking out all my stress that I had been holding for weeks. Last I cried was when I had to bid farewell to all my friends. After crying, for how long (i have no idea), I come out of bathroom stall. I see a guy standing in front of me. Eyes as big as a tennis ball. whats wrong?

"Oi!" He shouts!

Then it hit me! OMG! I am in the boys bathroom! This whole time! I run out of there! What's wrong with me! No, what's wrong with everything! Everything is going wrong! I take a turn and there it is. Girls bathroom. I push the door open and go inside.

I see a girl leaning against the wall. She stands up straight when I enter. 

I go to open the tap and wash my face.

"Are you Maya?" She asks.

"Yes," I reply.

"Hi, I'm Kim Na Na!" She takes out her hand for me to shake and I take it. "Kinchana?"

"Huh?" Again Korean! 

"Oh, Sorry!" She blurts. " I meant to ask, are you okay?"

" Oh yes! Thank you for asking!" I smile at her, though nothing feeling like it.

"I saw what Soel Chan did to you."

"Soel Chan?" I ask and then I remember. "oh"

"Hey, don't feel bad. He's like that to everyone. His Father is the richest man in Korea. He owns all the diversified businesses like food, hotels, electorics and anything! you name it! They have it all!"

"It's okay, I'm okay!" I smile again at her.

"Also you know how famous he is! He's the top leading idol in Korea. Hes a lead singer of boy band Improbable Souls!"

So that's where I know him from! He's famous and I must have seen his posters around Korea somewhere.

" Well, this is your first day and you already skipped your first class! You're are going to be in trouble!"

"Hell I forgot about the class! Shit!" I curse.

She looks at me as I curse. Maybe rich people don't curse. They try to look nobel but whatever, nows not the time to think about it. I need a scholarship to maintain. I know our next class is Music class so I look at Kim Na Na.

"Do you know where the music class is?" I ask.

"Oh yes!" She looks lively again. " You signed for music class? I'm in it too! WHat do you play? or wait, do you sing?"

"I play guitar and yes I can sing but I don't sing."

"Why?" 

"I just don't anymore. Something happened." I lower my gaze. "I'm able to play guitar but as far as singing is concerned, I don't do that."

"Well, you got some disorder?" she asks, politely.

I stare at her, what she said is true. It is a disorder. I can't bring myself to sing. Everytime I try, I end up shaking badly, because I have this stage fright. Don't want any of these people to see that, ever! Though I can sing sometimes, if I have enough courage to do that. I sing for Mom and Dad. Let's see what happens here. 

"Did anyone tell you're really straight forward?" I joke.

"A lot of people!" She winks and we go out of the bathroom and to our Music class.