Wishful Thinking [Completed]

Chapter 9

The rest of class was a blur for me and I could only think about the note he gave me. At first it just unnerved me how persistent he was, but then I realized I was glad that he wanted me to trust him.

When the bell rang I slowly gathered my stuff and began to leave the room. Having noticed that Caleb left quick, I peeked my head outside to see if he was still around, seeing nothing I left the class walking slowly to my next class. Choir.

Its not that I hated choir, it was the way things were done in choir that I hated. Our choir teacher Mrs. Valdez was one to... how should I put it, oh I know, put people out and make them do what they don't want to in hopes they could get rid of whatever fear they have. Her main thing was to pick random person in class and make them chose a song to play in front of everyone. It was absolute torture.

I continued on my way feeling as if someone was following me, but not willing to turn around I kept walking.

When I finally reached the door to the choir room I reached out my hand to open it but hesitated and before I could even think I was pushed up in the corner staring into Caleb's mesmerizing green eyes. In a split second before I could realize what was happening he pushed his lips on mine.

At first I resisted but his soft lips where tempting and before I realized it I was kissing him back.

After a couple of seconds he pulled away and stared into my eyes.

"I am not sorry for kissing you, but I want you to get this in your head: I will break down that wall, so how about we start by talking to each other," he murmured softly, releasing me.

His words sent a chill down my back as I felt a crack go through my wall.

"OK," I replied slipping into the choir room without looking back.

There I finally said something to him. I hadn't actually talked to him until right at that moment and I felt proud that I said something to him.

I threw my bag among the other bags by the wall and feeling flushed I climbed onto the risers in my spot.

"Candy, your up," a calm voice spoke waking me from my daydream.

Groaning I worked my way down to the piano and stood in front of it preparing what I was going to say.

"Today I will be performing...um..." I trailed off trying to think of a song.

"How about you play something of your own?" Mrs. Valdez asked with an evil glint in her eye which made me hate more than I already did.

Without answering I sat at the piano and played my song. The music that so easily flowed out of me when I was alone seemed to have made an appearance, allowing me to ignore everything but the notes from my throat and the sounds of the piano. And when I was done I sat there expecting 'boos' and 'you're so bad' but they never came. Instead they applauded me making me blush in surprise. 

I stood up from the piano and took a dramatic bow before going back to sit in my spot and the rest of class went better than it had ever gone making me feel sad that I had to leave it. However the last two classes of the day were a complete blur and all I can remember is leaving as the bell rang at the very end of the day.

I walked into the store where I worked surprised to see that Caleb was already there. I quick tossed my stuff behind the counter and began clean the floor. As I worked silently Caleb walked up to me and with a smile he grabbed the mop and worked along side of me.

"So are you ready to talk?" Caleb asked breaking the silence that at first I welcomed.

"The real question is, are you ready to listen?" I asked him in reply.

"Yeah, I've been ready since I first saw your pretty face," was his smooth response.

Opening my mouth, I took down my wall and took a leap of faith and I began to tell him my story.