Rushlow in the Making

Chapter 10

I walk in and see Laila right away, she waves me over, and I obey.

"What happened to you?" Laila asks in shock.

"I decided to go for a new look today?" She wasn't convinced.

"I was given this dress by an anonymous admirer."

It's silent for a minute, Laila then bursts out laughing.

"That's funny, come on K what's the truth."

"No, that is the truth." I look at her with sincerity.

"Uh oh, umm I think it's about time I tell you something."

"Aiden and Jason have the same taste in women. Usually, it's okay, but one-time last year they both liked the same girl, but the biggest problem was that she couldn't make up her mind, so the boys decided to try to win her heart.

One day she would be getting flowers by every person she walked by and the next she would get a sizeable grand gesture to a dance.

But one day they got into this huge fight over the girl and they both got seriously injured. The girl felt so overwhelmed by this that her family moved away. And the two guys decided that it would never come to that again, that they would keep to themselves and if they both liked a girl they would leave her alone.

But there are rumors that they saw this pact go down and Jason said that if it were worth it, he would do it all over again... but he'd win,"

she looked at me with a grave face, "anyway," she smiled and went back to talking about something girly with her other friends.

What?! Serious injury?! Do it all over again?! Oh dear, I need to straighten this out like now!

Then Aiden walks into the room and I tell him to sit next to me. His eyes light up and he walks over to me.

"Looking good today," I look at him for a second, "hey, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I pause for a second to look at him "did you leave me something today?"

"Yeah, that note, I assume you got it," He starts to take his things out for class.

"Yeah, I did, thank you for it and this dress is amazing," I felt relieved.

"What?" He looks at me for a second confused, oh no.

"Didn't you leave the dress this morning?" I needed to make sure because if it was from Jason, it could go wrong.

"No, I left the note in your locker, wait who got you the dress?" He sounded as worried as I was, but I couldn't tell him the truth.

"No, must've been Addison pulling a prank on me," I smiled reassuringly.

"You look beautiful today," he leans in to kiss me but before we touch the teacher starts class.

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After class, I keep on going with my day it goes by so fast, I think about the note from three dress but still don't know what to say to Jason I assume after school. I need to shut him down, right? And before I know it I'm in my favorite, and last, class of all, Music Theory.

Music Theory can mean many different things, for example, it can mean different types of scales, different kinds of intervals, and different ways to write in four parts.