Chapter 5

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Chloe
I just finished my homework. Finally. An hour of homework. Sheesh.

Hey, Wesley has a guitar.

I pick it up and sit on his bed.

Hmm, what's a good song that I could play?

I got it! One Day by Matisyahu!

Sometimes I lay, under the moon.
And thank God I'm breathing.
And then I pray, don't take me soon.
Cause I'm here for a reason.
Sometimes in my tears I drown.
I will never let it get me down.
And when negativities surround.
I know someday this will all turn around.
All my life I've been waiting for, I've been praying for.
For the people to say.
That we don't want to fight no more, and there'd be no more wars.
And the children will play . . .

"What are you doing?" Wesley asks, standing in the doorway.

"Nothing." I quickly put guitar down.

"You have a lovely voice." Wesley mumbles under his breath.

"What was that?"

"Uh, nothing."

"Okay, I thought you were being nice to me for once.."

"Okay, fine. I said you have a lovely voice." He admits.

Did Wesley really just say that to me?

A/N
Idk who Chloe sings like , btw . But update since it's the first day of the year . Oh , and I'm sorry if this story is a little boring . I hope you guys are still enjoying it though .

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