Musical Notes Are The Connection To Love (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7 - Day Home

Warning: Filler chapter ahead! (POV stands for Point Of View)

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(Clara's POV)

I woke up, still feeling tired. I slept at midnight last night and I woke up many times. At least 4, if you ask me and now my body is begging for sleep. Why not though I meant, I was free today but despite the tiredness, I still could not pull myself back to a deep sleep. Truth to be told, I was a light sleeper and I was still pondering about my days with Johnson in the band rooms. I could already feel the excitement. Would he be like Emma? I hope not, Emma was a nice friend but I think I like the Johnson I had lunch with.

About Lunch, I still could not forget it. I swallowed deeply sighing. I felt dizzy and shitty. How was life going to be like now? I took out the kitchen utensils, preparing to make soup for myself. Yeah, soup.

I started with the soup after leaving the rice to steam itself in the rice cooker. I took out the meat my foster parents left from a few days ago. It was raw obviously. I chopped it in neat pieces while wearing my gloves. Sorry, I am OCDIC. I placed them carefully into the pot of water that would be turning into my delicious soup. I took half a potato as I was only making a small portion of soup, just for myself. My foster parents were eating out today. Next, I attacked the carrots, since they were my favourite - I decided to add more than I was suppose too.

30 minutes, the soup was well and ready. I smiled, oh yum. You have no idea how I cooked this so deliciously when I only knew the few dishes - vegetables, fried noodles, fried rice, cakes, desserts...

Okay, maybe I knew many dishes and thinking of them made me hungry. I looked down at my miserable bowl of soup that contains meat, potatos and carrots, my family called it the 'ABC soup'. Unless there is already such a soup, I would never really know. My phone rang and I glanced at it.

'Emma' my phone rang. I hesitated to answer it and I felt sad for the fact that she was Emma and not someone else calling. Wait, I was NOT expecting anyone else to call. I picked up.

"Emma? Hello?"

"Finally Cla! Hello! You have not picked up the phone in like, years! Nothing is wrong I hope! Haha!" Now, that was the reason for my hatred for Emma - her sarcasm. I hated it. I have become someone negative and I do not care. Ever since my parents died.

"Nothing's wrong!" I replied, trying not to snap at her but I certainly was not going to pronounce the 'is', she was not Johnson anyway. Ew, why the f am I thinking of him?

"Haha! I found a boyfriend and made a new friend!"

"Good for you." I replied, not in the mood for her 'Haha'.

"I want you to meet them. We'll all be there for dinner. Coming?"

"No, I'm going with Jes--"

"What? You have a boyfriend! Oh my god!" How rude of her, no wonder I chose Jesicca and Eva over her. I used to see her as my best friend but Jesicca made a better one.

"No, I do not have a boyfriend. I'm going out with Jesicca. We made friends. She helped me get through Spring Symphonies's audition." I had my voice strained, I know how this things are going to end - badly.

"You mean Jess?" Emma spat out. Jess was Jesicca to Emma and I, we referred to Jesicca as that and we used to gossip about her usong that name but no, Jess is my friend now...or you could say best friend. Oh, so sorry, Emma.

(Emma's POV)

They became friends. Jesicca f*cking Horan f*ck her Limelight and my best betrayer, Clara sh*tting Symphony h*ck of a Anderson.

"Yes, we're good friends." Good friends huh? Huh! They were probably best friends. Oh f*ck Limelight and Anderson! They can seriously go die. Limelight for stealing and making my best friend a betrayer and Anderson for being the betrayer. What kind of friends. This was probably Clara's way of getting back at my for not telling her about my half-brother mada** story! Somethings need to be kept a secret!

"Okay. Fine! Be friends. Much help indeed!" I breathed and cut off, Clara was definitely much help indeed and I imagine her expression. Shock and hurt. Mission accomplish and I decided to call Johnson.

He picked up, after 30 minutes. I had been calling none stop.

"Hello, Johnson Parker on the other line. I am not free to talk now, do you mind if I called back another time?" He immediately said as picked up the line, he never bothers ever to check who was the caller. Silly really.

"Really Parker? Imma Emma." I laughed back. I used 'Imma' when I was excited and I wanted to talk to him.

"I made a new friend, Nicole Brass Holland. She also lost her family. Sadist much? But anyway! I have a boyfriend! Oh my gosh right? Want to have lunch with us?" I screamed in the phone. Hell. I was boy crazy!

"Yes. Yes. It is great but no, I'm out now. She --"

"What? Oh okay. Bye!" I cut the line. The last time he said that was when he was dating a girl he have not even kissed. Heck right? But now I know...

Johnson is dating someone and it is not Clara. I knew that she liked him and Johnson, haha, is off with another girl. I knew because Clara will immediately tell me if she had a boy in her mind or if he asked her!

Sorry Clara, Johnson is TAKEN!

I laughed and turned my heels and walk in the direction where I would meet Nicole and my super hot boyfriend!

Way to go Em!

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Sorry, Clara. Your crush is taken. Readers, here is a SPOILER--->

The next chapter would be filled with Johnson and Clara. Oh my gosh! He is cheating on her><

Share your views. Oh my gosh! I know I'm a meany to do this Clara but aww, this is life! Heck it plus, I'm gonna write a new story in October. Late October to be exact!