Xavier(Ongoing)

9. Can't judge a book by its cover .

If you keep saying things are going to be bad , you have a chance of being a prophet - Isaac B. Singer

Song : Stressed Out - twentyone pilots
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It's been a week since my little 'incident' . You're probably wondering how I got out of that situation . Well here is how it happened .

[Clears throat and starts speaking in an ancient like voice ]

Its like I had been granted wisdom from above , and remembered I had on my sweater .

I scolded myself repeatedly for not thinking of this earlier and saved myself all the trouble of trying to turn my phone back on to call Jenna .

I tied the sleeves of my sweater around my waist ..  And boom .

Problem solved.

I could walk to the nurse without having to be worried someone would see me .

She was more than happy to give me a pass to go home , which I gladly accepted .

[Ends with a bow]

I really don't know how I forgot my sweater tho , everything just started going blurry in my mind since my encounter with Xavier .

Speaking of, he just pulled into his driveway . Yes, I'm still snooping on him through my window ! So what ? That doesn't make me a creep .I'm definitely not a creep . Plus , I've improved my ninja skills , so that I can snoop more discreetly . So he won't catch me this time .

He steps out of his car and heads to his door but surprisingly no one follows . That's funny , because there's always a girl with him every single night .

I'll be holding you to your word , Red .

His words have been haunting me in my sleep . And I've been feeling a bit of angst over the past few days because he hasn't said a word to me after that . Nothing , zilch . He occasionally passes by my locker but his head is held straight , he doesn't even spare me a glance , it's like we never had the conversation .

So should I be happy ...or worried ? What does he expect me to do for him anyway ? .

I step away from my window after realising I had some Spanish homework to get done . Did I mention that I love Spanish ?

Wish I was more fluent tho , then I could tell Katy to go f off and she wouldn't even understand .

The strumming of a guitar took me out of my thoughts , and a soft smile spreads across my face . When he plays all you can do is sit and watch . I've never seen someone with so much raw talent . But the idiot hides it ,I guess his friends would take it as a shock .

Dominick only plays this loud when he knows that Dad and Katy are not here .

I slowly get up off my bed and tip toe toward his room door . He's kinda shy . And it's cute .

I heard him humming while he used his thumb to stroke the strings . There's also a book on his lap and a pen in his hand . He's writing a song ! .

He writes something down in the book then starts playing on his guitar again .

The tune is really soft , slow . It sounds deep .

Pretty girl can you be mine ?.

Did I mention my brother can sing . He sounds a lot like Zayn malik . No joke .

Can you be mine again ?