The Definition of Love-A Trevor Moran Fan Fiction

Chapter 2

I make it through my first three periods fine, and then I remember that I had fourth free. I suddenly get really excited and I run down the school stairs to the basement. I find the key on top of the door frame and I unlock the door to the Music Room. I throw my bag down and plug in the keyboard and start playing the latest song I was working on.

I come down here almost everyday during my free period. No one ever uses the instruments anymore because the school no longer funded and arts programs because we were one of those "sports" schools. But they never got rid of the instruments, so I take advantage of that.

Not a lot of people new I sang, not even Chloe. Just my brother Charlie because he came home one day while I was alone and I was singing in the shower. He was so shocked that I could sing, and I made him promise not to tell anyone because I didn't want people to judge me just yet. But he's a great big bro, and I know he would never do anything to hurt me.

In those 90 minutes I had, I finished my new song. It took a couple of rounds, but I did it. I had my song book in front of me and I was a little nervous to try to sing it the whole way through for the first time. But I played the intro and I smiled as I began the first verse, quiet at first, but then I adjusted and by the chorus I was singing full voiced. I loved the way music could transport you to a place like nothing else could. I loved how I could escape who I was and be who I WANTED to be. I played the closing chords, and smiled at myself.

I thought about running through it one more time, but before I got the chance, I heard someone start to clap. I literally jumped up and screamed. I stayed with my back facing the doorway so they couldn't see my face.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I was walking down here and I heard you singing." Said the voice, who I now determined was a guy, and the voice seemed familiar in some way, but I just didn't know how.

"Uhhh...it's ok I guess. Sorry usually no one is down here. I was just thrown off guard. Um, are you looking for something?" My back was still facing him, afraid 2 embarrass myself as to disappoint their expectations.

"Um, ya," He says, "Can you show me where the recording studio is? The one no one uses anymore?"

"You're into music, too?" I asked eagerly, and because of my excitement I turned around to face him without realizing what I was doing. And I regret ever turning around, because standing in the doorway, was Trevor Moran!

"Haha, yea a little." He smiled as he saw my reaction.

"Oh my God. Um, hi. My name is Jessica. I'm sorry I was rude earlier. I just get stage fright."

"Well hopefully you'll get over that because you're amazing! and I'm Trevor, but I think you already knew that."

He said I was amazing. Oh my God!

"So you wanted to see the studio?" I asked, to try to calm myself down.

I walk out the door to the music room with all my stuff and I lock it. I show Trevor the studio and show him where they hide the key.

"It's not the best, but it's what we have." I say, because I am sure he's been in amazing recording studios. And then I realize something. "Wait a sec, you go to school here?"

"Oh yea, I just transferred. I wanted a new place. A better sophomore year than freshman. What grade are you in?" He asked, sounding genuinely curious.

"I'm a freshman. Ya my year hasn't been amazing yet, but it's only September 20, right? There's time."

"Yea, of coarse. How old are you?"

"I'll be 15 on October 1. What about you?" I ask in return.

"Haha that's funny. I will be sixteen on September 30!" He laughs as he says this.

"Wow. A year and a day apart. What a small world." I say, realizing how dorky it was and silently scolding myself for being so stupid. But right before the awkward has a chance to come in, the bell rings.

"Well, I have to go to class." He says as he picks up my bag for me and hands it to me. "And so do you, Jessica?" I smiled as he questioned my name.

"Ya Jessica is right."

I smile as we walk up the stairs and find ourselves walking in the separate direction to get to class.

As I turn around, Trevor grabs my wrist and says, "Hey, wait."

I turn to face him and he says,"It was nice meeting you. I'll see you soon?"

"Ya," I say, blushing," I hope so."

At that he smiles at me and turns away. I then turn as well, still not really believing what happened. Trevor Moran said he wanted to see me again. Oh My God! I walk to class still shaking, still realizing that he heard me sing, he heard the really me, and he said that I was amazing.