Chapter 4- A Cappella

130 8 0
                                    

By the time I got to A Cappella class the bell had just rang. I was panting like a dog I ran all the way there. Everyone was talking and some were singing and dancing.

I immediately spotted Luke and Connor on one side of the room, but then I saw Eliana, Tate, Nicole, Amy on the opposite side of the room. I made direct eye contact with Connor and he called me over but I turned away and walked to my friends.

I turned back to look at Connor who seemed to be disappointed but Luke still seemed as if he didn't give a care in the world, if only they knew. I bet they wouldn't even want to be in the same room as me if they knew what I had done.

"What happened you have to tell us everything." Eliana said eagerly.

I let out a sigh "Okay, but it's a long story. I met Blake and he met me and..."

"Oh don't tell us you're in love now." Tate stated dramatically. He really is a drama queen.

"I'm not in love far from it actually. I don't like him at all. He's full of himself and ugh I see him and I want to scream. He thinks hes all that. He thinks he can control people. Also, the fact he thinks he can get anyone kicked out of this school. That's not even true. No one can be kicked out of the Academy without probable cause. I wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his face."

"Sounds like love to me." Tate stated

Which then led me to hit him in the arm, playfully of course, but let's just say I'm stronger than I look and there may be a bruise there tomorrow.

"Ow what was that for?" Tate questioned rubbing his arm.

"Don't even ask you deserved that one Tate." Nicole said giggling at her twins pain.

"Why does Connor and Luke keep staring over here?" Amy asked so I turned around and it was true they were staring over here well specifically at me.

When will this day end? "Look it's probably about my conversation with Blake. As you guys know Blake and I met we did NOT fall in love he was just being a smart Alec at everything I said. So, I returned the favor and then gave him a piece of my mind. He was just annoying." It felt good to let all that out.

"Hello everyone sorry we are starting a little late today. I'm Miss.Melody and I will be you're A Cappella teacher. This year we will blah blah blah blah blah blah."

"Wait, you actually stood up to Blake no one has ever done that before." Eliana whispered.

"Well, was he mad?" Amy asked.

"I guess he seemed kinda mad he said I was different., I explained

"How come you can stand up to the worst guy in school on your first day I might add but u can't sing in front of people?" Tate said curiously. He really does have to know everything doesn't he?

"I don't know it just happened. I wish I could tell you how but I can't I don't even understand."

"Miss what's your name?" Miss Melody asked staring straight at me. Crap.

"My...uh.. name is...umm... Annabelle Walker."

"Annabelle would you like to tell the class what was so important that just couldn't possibly wait till the end of class?"

"I would rather not, miss."

  I was so dead.

"Then I guess you would rather sing for the class?" What? Is she crazy? " Make a choice Miss Walker you can either tell us what you were talking about, be the first one to sing for us, or get detention for a week. The choice is yours."

Great, just peachy keen. I was scared, terrified, horrified. So much that I felt the need to use three synonyms. That is how horrific that moment was. I thought I would humiliate myself. I felt like death.

"Sing." Eliana whispered. "you can do it I believe in you."

I could do this.

I could write a song on my new piano I could sing about cupid and a shooting arrow.

I sang out until my heart was content it wasn't that bad actually. I was surrounded by people I didn't know and I didn't feel like I was gonna pass out. Okay, that was a lie. I felt terrible but I just kept singing trying to focus on the music.

Then Blake walked it. After that I couldn't remember a thing. Everything went black. Ya, I guess I'm not over my fear because I fainted.

~~~


A Cappella Academy {IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING}Where stories live. Discover now