Megans POV
Its been about an hour and all I can hear is shouting, usually they would of stopped by now but right now it seems like that's not going to happen,not any time soon anyway. I lay in bed and let my eyes scan my room, photos cover the walls in my room. I can't help but think of this boy, I don't know who he is or what his name is but everyday,at the exactly the same time he stands by the door looking through the window of the dance studio..watching me,he doesent even come in,he just watches for about 5 minutes,yes I've counted but I can't help it, he's done it for weeks now and its rather weird.
Strange thing is, I never see him any of the time,I have other classes and I do go other places in the college but not once have I seen him apart from the times I've seen him looking in the room. Not going to lie,he intruiges me , the whole fact of him just watching me..it just completely makes me want to know more about this boy.
My thoughts are interuptted by more shouting downstairs,I reach my hand out and grab my phone looking at the time realising its been another hour and its already 9:00pm and it just seems like whatever they are arguing about its getting worse and worse each time,I can't help but think that its coming to an end,what about the possibility of my parents breaking up. I've never actually thought about this before ,its never even crossed my mind but right now..its stuck there
