Chapter 1 : Detention Meeting
"Ms. Tumblestone! Would you even care to wake up from your slumber to listen to me blabbering nonsense?!"
Ms. Frankie asked me sarcastically as I lifted my head up."I-You-I was- Sorry miss." I stammered not exactly sure how to explain myself and my cheeks went red feeling embarrassed of myself.
"Well , since you consider my blabbering isn't important , you could politely get out of my class and walk to detention. Now." She said. "I'm very disappointed in you kid." She muttered to herself.
Of course you feel dissapointed. What? Like a girl who simply aces all her tests do every homework and is very intelligent? Yeah. That's me alright.
But let me say this clearly , I AM NOT A NERD. Just an ordinary smart kid. That's all.As all eyes are on me now , I hung my head low and went out of the class , through the empty hall of lockers , and into detention.
I was going to knock straight away and get over this , but I was too scared as it's the first time for me.
What the- I shouldn't be doing this. What if it's just a disgusting and cruel place with devils and sat-
Hold yourself together B. Relax. Everyone went to detention at least once in their lives right?
Ergh who am I kidding. Detention here I come!
And with that motivation I oushed the door open to find it..
Empty?Oh wait- it's not empty. Actually there are the Troublemakers of the school sitting in the back staring me like a hawk. Like hey , maybe they hang out place is in here.
It's old Mr. Davis who's guarding us. Hm. Let me rephrase that. Because Mr. Davis ain't guarding us but maybe snoozing off into dreamland. I can see the Zs flowing out of his head. Or not.
I make the first logical move and that is to grab the detention paper and fill it up.
I grabbed the paper and looked at the room. The boys are still staring at me. I nervously look down at my body seeing if someone has played a prank on me and the boys are staring at me for that reason.
I ignored their stares and walk to the table two rows in front of them.
But before I could plop down on my seat , a hand grabbed me and pulled me onto the table just one row in front of them and pushed me down so I sit there. Just in front of them.
I was stunned and frozen in my seat. I looked behind me to find 3 boys.
The left one was a blonde and has blue eyes and- he's cute. He smirked at me and nodded to the boy on the right. I looked at the boy.
The right one was a brown haired boy that he's styled messily but looked cool and brown with a hint of green eyes. He's handsome and looked really easy-going. He grinned widely at me and I gave him a small smile.
Now I looked at the middle one. Holy sh- shrimps! He's totally gorgeous! He's got big dreamy brown eyes and perfect hawline and brunette hair and- He's perfect. Well , his appearances are. He gave me his signature smirk. I just blinked.
I stared at him and he stared at me until a finger was snapped between our gazes. We both jumped a little and I turned forward to fill in the detention sheet.
When I was in the middle of filling up the paper , I suddenly heard someone singing from behind me.
His voice is just angelish. It's literally music in my ears. He hit the notes and pitches perfectly and sang with a deep voice.
When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades
And the crowds don't remember my name
When my hands don't play the strings the same way mmm...
I know you will still love me the same'Cause, honey, your soul could never grow old, it's evergreen
And, baby, your smile's forever in my mind and memoryI'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe it's all part of a plan
Well, I'll just keep on making the same mistakes
Hoping that you'll understandThat, baby, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heartThinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are...I looked behind and found the middle one singing while strumming on his guitar.
I was like O.M.G. He can sing?! What else don't I know? Pigs could fly?
I glanced at the other two boys and and they looked just as shocked as I was.
The brownhead smacked him on the head and whisper-yelled "What in the hell are you doing Jer?! You just spilled our biggest secret to a pretty girl in detention!" While glancing and pointing at me.
Huh? What big secret?
Blondie just nodded his head vigorously agreeing to brownhead.
I tilted my head to the side while looking at them one by one with a confused look splattered on my face.
Then perfect brunette looked at me and smiled sweetly and glancing to the other two boys while having his pointer finger up and stating
"Trust me that we could trust her."*-*-*
Hey guys , as you can see I deleted the first version of "You Are My Music" and changed it up a bit into "U R My Music". For those who has read the previous one please tell me which one you like better.For Indonesian readers , I also have made another story. Not a teen fiction , but a comedy. It's called "Cilok Love Story". Check it out on my profile! That story is inspired by my friends at school. Lmao.
Okay then. Vomment if you like this first chapter and I'm terribly sorry if it's too short. Well , have a good day guys! Love ya!
Peace out. ~B
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U R My Music
Teen FictionMusic. Hmm... What does music mean? An escape from reality. A relaxation. The most beautiful thing in the world. Those are common meanings of music though. But for me , Brianne Tumblestone , music , is life. Music is you. ***** Brianne Tumblestone...