The New Girl Dinah/You [On Hold]

Chapter eleven

Dinah's POV

*ring*

"Hello?"

"Is this Dinah Jane?" The unrecognized voice spoke.

"Yes, why ?"

"We've recently received many calls from your aunt asking us to listen to your vocals because you can sing. Is this true ?"

"I love to sing, it's been my dream for a while"

"Can you write?"

"What do you mean?"

"Write music"

"I have something in the process"

"Finish the song up, then we'll come over and you can sing it." The spoke so firm, serious, it slightly scared me.

"Yes sir" I stuttered out.

With that, the person hung up. I immediately scurried to my room pulling out the book I had recently just gotten. It was like a diary/song book.

Attempting to finish the song, my mind couldn't. It was always brought to Y/n. I don't understand. Why can't I fucking get over her. I'm not even gay. I don't even like her like that. I just wanna protect her. Be there for her. Be the one she loves the most. The one she opens up to. I want to be the one.

So maybe I do like her. I want her to love me more than a friend.

Ugh my mind needs to stop. Instantly I pick up my pencil again.

She was so upset today. There goes my mind again.

She looked unhappy. Depressed. I blame Bryce for all of this. Him and his stuck up ass. He doesn't even deserve to be in the same room as her.

On top of it, she doesn't hang out with me. Like she tries to avoid me. It hurts.

She's a queen and he's just fucking dirt.

Dinah stop, it's not what you need to be thinking about.

Well, maybe it is.

I glanced at the words of the song I had partially done.

I miss that happy friend that I had
You been acting so sad
Won't you come back?
Yeah, yeah

You never take the time with your girls no more
Always with your new boy
But he ain't all that
But you don't know it yet

Oh his kiss is soft and sweet
And he swept you off your feet
But he's no good for you
He's no good for you

I quietly laughed to myself. I had been writing a song about Y/n without even knowing it. How do I keep going though?

Well what did she say she liked about him?

I GOT IT.

I quickly got the pencil writing more words down.

And I'm sure he's worth a lot of gold
And He's no good for you,
He's no good for you hey!

That boys no good for you
You're way too good for him
That boys no good for you, for you

I stopped writing as I needed to continue to find the rhythm and melody in the song

I sang the words up until where I stopped and just made them riffs singing woah.