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Chapter 41: I Spy

Friday morning; a morning I unwillingly chose to sleep in. Out of all days I oversleep, I was supposed to be up bright and early. I groggily get out of bed, it's ten in the morning. I have no school Friday's. Sawyer or Nancy usually have me up by seven. Weird.

I take a quick shower and wear dark clothes. Dark black skinny jeans, with a black thermal long sleeve. Today I'm following Sawyer around and I have to blend in. I'll wait for my hair to dry so I can hide the not so subtle amount of curls I have. I look out the window, it's not snowing, the sun is out, but I know it's freezing out.

I'm still mad at Sawyer, so if he knows I'm avoiding him, he'll think I'm in my room the whole time.

I make my way downstairs and I immediately hear the sound of the piano flooding the house. I feel the sadness that Sawyer is playing, the foreign sound vibrating throughout my whole body. A new feeling emerges within me; the feeling of warmth and familiarity.

I walk closer and lean against the wall, wanting to sneak a peek at Sawyer and the way he makes him and the piano one. I listen, and I feel tears starting to well up. I don't want to move, knowing Sawyer has ample hearing. He will stop playing as soon as he knows I'm listening. I wipe the unwanted tears, not knowing exactly why I'm crying.

When the song comes to an end, I almost feel a longing for Sawyer to restart the whole masterpiece again. I hear clapping from inside the room.

"That was beautiful. Play something else." I hear Isabelle say. My heart sinks; he was playing for her and I feel like I interrupted something intimate. I peek in and see Isabelle leaning on her elbows on the piano, looking lovingly at Sawyer. I can't see Sawyers face, but he's sitting at the edge of the bench. His posture is straight, his arms are relaxed and he looks like he's getting ready to play another song.

My phone starts to ring and I feel my face pale. I back away from the doorway as quick as possible. I grab my phone quickly, shutting it off. I speedily tip toe into the next room and hide in there. I hear Sawyer walk out into the hall, and I hear him slam the doors to the piano room. He obviously knows I'm there and isn't going to waste his breath. Note to self: don't bring phone anywhere.

I wait a few minutes before heading to the living room. I turn my phone back on, and see I have a miscall from Olivia. When I'm about to call her back, my phone starts to ring again and this time it's Carter. I debate answering, already having a clue what they want.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Aww, she answered you first." I hear Olivia in the background. And I faintly laugh.

"Hey, we were wondering if you'd want to hang out with us. We're going to a coffee shop to study." Carter asks. I cringe at the word coffee.

"When?" I question.

"Now." He answers. Spy on Sawyer or have a social life? "He's not keeping you hostage is he?" Carter continues, when I don't answer.

"Nope." I laugh. Sawyer and Isabelle walk in as I'm talking on the phone. Isabelle gives me a dirty look and walks into the kitchen. I swear she liked me yesterday. Sawyer eyes me with a questioning look; I glare at him and turn my body away from him. I hear Sawyer walk away, "Hmm, I guess I can go out for coffee." I say, and I feel Sawyers eyes on me. I get up off the couch and turn to see Sawyer standing by the door way, his eyes on me. Knew it. 

"Alright, do we pick you up?" He questions.

"Yes, we have too. Sawyer is there." I hear Olivia shout.

"Uh," I look at the doorway and see Sawyer isn't there anymore.

"I can't go, I forgot I have to do some things today. What about tomorrow?" I question. I can feel Olivia's smile fall and I'm not even there.