Living is bizarre but what else could it be? It can be spent living in sorrow, living in mourn, living in anything but in all living is only living...
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Chapter Thirty Five.
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Violet's POV
"That sounds so good, Violet," Blake says to me as he puts the notebook down on the piano.
I look up at him and smile, "thank you. I just hope the notes are great and come together when we sing at the same time," I wipe my ear as I say this to him and Blake interrupts me.
"No, no it's great!!" he chants.
I nod to him, "so what you are saying is, he will love it?" I ask him so I could assure that Drew will like the song.
Blake's expression turns into a snug one as he looks down at me and shakes his head, "Violet just stop." he says and then holds out his hand and adds, "Drew will be in love with the song just as much as he is in love with you."
I smile at Blake and shift on the piano bench a little as I am probably growing red.
"Thank you so much for helping out on it,"I say to him and get up from my spot. I go to Blake and hug him very fast before I go and hide the papers.
I go out of the room with Blake right behind me.
I look around so that way I know no one has been following us and knows where we are. And to make sure Drew doesn't know either.
Blake stops me from walking and grabs my wrist gently. Most would be very creeped out by that but Blake is friendly and I know he won't try anything. Blake smiles at me and his quiffed hair blows in the wind.
I look at him and scrunch my nose to ask him what he wants. He takes his hand away and then curves his lips to the side.
"Would you ever mind me asking you a question? "Blake looks straight into my eyes as he clarifies this with me.
I nod at him and then answer as I cross my arms,"why of course you can ask me anything Blake."
He pauses and I can tell he is trying very hard to think of a good way to ask the question. I see him take a deep breath and then he utterly says,"why do you spend so much time with Drew when you know this is probably just a summer fling?"
A question that has been asked way to many times. Why do people have to know? Can't I just like the guy without anyone wondering why I am with him in the first place?
I shrug as I look away from Blake and to the building. "He knows me more than anyone and I know him more than any one,"I finally say to him after a long pause.
