Not So Typical Playboy

Cerulean

Chapter Thirteen

    † Mira's POV

I smiled as I thought about Reese during my third block class. I felt terrible

for talking about Angel. But at least Angel is getting help now. I am so

happy that she is going to get this. I looked over at my friends and realized

that we were talking about instruments. The only instrument I play at

school is the flute. Otherwise I play violin, piano and guitar, only three

songs though. I want Reese to teach me to play other things. So after

school we have the janitors permission to come at 6 and practice. He told

us Mr. Oldenkamp won't care if we use his instruments. I can't wait.

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We hopped on Reese's motorcycle and drove off after we finished our cross

country meet. We did good, Reese did really good. We were going to go see

Angel and Zero for a little bit. I hope Zero likes me. Soon we were there and

I slowly walked towards the building. I wonder if Angel is doing better.

Who's watching her? We walked into the building and down to the

hallway. We stepped in front of a single door just as a boy came out.

"Reese, she needs you to sing. She isn't doing very good." Reese looked

nervously at me and I urged him to do so. He sighed and grabbed his

guitar. He sat on Angel's bed and strummed a few cords. He sang softly

and sweet. His voice was crisp and sent shivers down my spine. I came

and sat on the other side of Angel and looked over at Reese. He was

singing the first verse over again, so I decided to join. I sang the harmony

to the song that I've known for most of my life.

I heard there was a secret cord

that David played and it pleased the Lord

But you don't really care for music do ya?

It goes like this the fourth the fifth!

the minor fall, the major lift

the baffled king composing a hallelujah

hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above

All that's here is learned from love

Her beauty came up and over threw ya,(Fix it your self)