The Lost Melody

Lost Melody

I miss them. Can they hear me? Hello? Are you there? I still remember every detail and every part of their strengths and weaknesses.

The independent one Masie Janine Scott.

The Happy-go-lucky Ashleen Tiffany Zaldivar.

The shy and Charismatic Summer Jade Anderson.

The most serious but has the softest heart you will ever meet Heather Penelope Lilac.

And me? The writer.

I dont know why I kept thinking about them. Ive been keeping my life busy with my writing career. I guess its just a memory that visits me every time I hear this song. Every melody, rhythm, the lyrics is still so fresh from my ears. I can hear it as I was walking down the street, in the car, from the guy I walked passed to, from a garage sale and right now, I can hear it from my lips and right through my heart

I am here, find me, in the sky

Destine with the moon at night

Your heartbeat is disguised as my, lullaby

Be happy, and know that I'm

Watching you travel far and wide

Waiting for us to meet again

I closed my eyes as I started singing. I still remember every tune and every lyrics. I sat down and rest my back to the sofa. Before, I start doing random things just to forget the thought but now, I let it be. I let the music in through my heart.

But all of a sudden my phone rang. Its the song. I knew who it is! Its been a long time. . I set this ring tone for

But my fear, fear overwhelms me. Elliot! Not again! I told myself. I grab my phone as I was having thoughts of declining or to answer it. Maybe I should let them leave a message or voice mail instead.

I looked at it and touched my thumb to the word answer.

I cleared my throat.

Shaking, I answered Hello?

Is this Elliot Thomas? The caller asked.

Yes, this is she

Its been a while, I can feel her smiling.

But hey, Ive sent you a message on your Email. Can you open it for me?

Uh, sure. Really?

Okay, Great! Awkward silence.

Uhm, well then. I have to go now. Call me when you need anything.

Oh the irony! I do need you guys!

Okay b-bye! God! Is that it Elliot?

She hung up. But even if she did. I shouldve said, Ive missed you....

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Enjoy!

A/N: Please be informed that this story was made in collaboration with five teenage students (which includes me of course). This is our project in English. I published it purposely because I believe this story can be something.

Please be reminded that the italic phrases are the flashback of the story. 

Why am I being too formal? This is not me. Lol

PS: Have some fun reading it! Lovelots :*