(chapter19) From Home Sweet Home to Hell, maybe, could be heaven

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Im so sorry I didn't upload yesterday. It's just that some personal stuff suddenly pop up before I can finish writing this chapter.

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Chapter 19

The last three class past without a problem for me, except in Honors Language Arts, the one class I have Sam, I was almost late because I take my time to arrive and leave so that Sam won't be able to talk to me. I know I'm being childish by not talking to Sam and Josh, but I will, just somewhere more, um, private so people won't hear me. Knowing me, I'll probably make a scene if Josh decided to kiss me again and I have a feeling that the subjuct of Josh turning bi for me is too personal to be yell out in the hallway by me or gossiped by the rest of the school, schools.

Now, I'm sitting in Honors Geography, staring at the clock, planning where I should be for break. Sam and Josh and maybe some of their friends are probably going to chase me around the school until I listen to them. It's going to be a good excise for me, being chase by a mob( note sarcasm), well not really a mob, but still. Where should I hide? And Josh and their friends have the advantage of knowing the school better than me. I mean I was only here for one and a half days. Where in the world am I going to hide?

-- I don't know

- meah! Finnally! Any suggestions?

-- i dont know anything that you don't, even though I still have a better memory. You're just asking yourself. How much do you know about this place.

- I can always stay in a classroom with the teacher or hide behind one of their desk if their not there.

-- and let someone come and ask for you to come with them? Then the teacher would be glad to tell you to go? And the desk? Anyone can come in to see why there are feet under the desk and see you. You'll be remove from your 'hiding place'

- the bathroom? I can hide there and stay until break is over.

-- yeah and you can stay there until Sam and josh find girl to drag you out, or, with you being cornered, they can just wait until you decide to come out.

- okay, how about the swimming pool? There are more than one exit

-- and where are you going hide? Under the clear water I'm plain view? Of are you going to turn into spiderman and hang from the ceiling. Not to mention running into annoying-buzz-killer, swimming.

- shesh, thanks for being so supportive and optimistic.

-- I'm trying to see things from every angle. Where else do you know?

- the theater?

I thought, waiting for my idea to be pulled apart and judged by Meah.

-- I can hear you, you know.

- well?

-- not bad. Hide under the seat. No one should be in there right now so it should be dark enough so that if anybody come in to check, you would be a faint shadow against the floor. Just hide backstage or something. Run to your class when the warning bell ring. And try to be conspicous, the bells going to ring.

- thanks, a lot.

-- your welcome.

Then the bell ring. I walk out of class with other people im the sam e pace theyre walking as they fan out and headed every direction possible except for up and down. I walk I'm to direction of the theater. It took me a minute to get there halfway.

" zoey" some one call my name across the hallway.

-- don't run don't run.. Ignore her ignore her.

Meah keep chanting in my head. I ignore the person and keep walking with the flow of students. When I reach the theater, I slip through the door and close it silently. I broke into a run towards backstage to the pile of costume I saw yesterday when I was rehearsing. I drape them over my self, making sure no part of me was visivle and i cross my fingers that whoever called my name didn't follow me, and trying to slow my breathing. Once it was normal seconds later, the door of the theater open and someone step in. I slow my

breathing to quite, shallow breath. The person walk backstage and I was sure they would find me and ask why I'm here, or worse, it could be josh and he might think that a dark place like this woud be perfect for kissing. Oooohhhhhhhhh, the person's feet was walking towards me. I was sure that there would be an akward moment waiting to happen once the person realize that the costumes pile look weird and decide to check it out. I freeze and held my breath, waiting for the costume to be lift off me, but the person just walk around the pile and go somewhere behind me. The person sit down on something and piano music fill the air. The melody of a familiar song that I love fill me. Then a male voice start singin I'm in love.

Don't know why you chose me

Honestly, don't know why you care

Because before you there was no one

That was even there.

I don't know what you want from me

Cause I don't got a whole lot to give

And you're really giving so much to me

You make me want to live

I'm in love, love, love, love

I'm in love, love, love, love

I'm in love, love, love

Love, love, love

Love, love, love, love

I'm in love, love, love, love

Im in love, love, love, love

I'm in love, love, love

Love, love, love

Love, love, love, love, my love.

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love

Love, love, love, love, my love.

( if you want to listen to it, here's the site

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ONCL5-WHZA

skip the first 45 secund though. He just talk at that time)

I was mesmerized by his voice. Most guys would have a really deep singing voice, but his voice is silk and chocolaty. His voice sound young and he sing like he mean it, like he's really in love. Now, I'm petrified, not because I want to, but because he's voice is that good. When he was done singing, I moved, free of his spell. The room was still dark. I wonder if he played the piano in the dark.

" hello? Who's there" I said. I heard a gasp and then he run away from me to the theater door. Shesh, did I scrare him that much? I walk to the direction of the piano. I didn't notice the piano here yesterday. I loft the board up and run my fingers across the keys. I can't play any musical instrament, period, not even a triangle since I always end up hitting it too hard or at the wrong time. I probably still have like 20 minutes left until break is over, enough time to daydream. Who was he?

- any suggestion, meah.

-- I have no idea.

- humph. I didn't even see the outline of him so be could be a nerd, a jock, or even a teacher. Oh god, I hope that wasn't a teacher.

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Who to you think he was? Please tell me, because I have no idea. Really, I'm just going with the flow of the story. Please, tell me. You can private messenge me about a whole new character if you want and the character( have to be a male, obviously) can be named after you or whatever you want. Please!!!! Vote and comment and tell me what you think.

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