Angel In Disguise {ON HOLD!}

Revealed Identity

The sun disappears behind the trees of the campus, and I grab my notebook and piano notes. I loop the keys in my fingers and open the door, quietly slipping out into the cool air.

I climb down the stairs to the basement, where my small, personal keyboard that we use for our band, Heaven's Harmony, is hidden under a gray cloak.

I remove the cover and set down my piano notes of the song I had composed with Karlos in front if me, taking a seat. I suck in a breath before laying my hands on the keys. I start playing and close my eyes.

~JK's POV~

I poke my head out of the room, making sure there are no crazed fangirls ripping my armpit hairs out. Not that I...have any...um...NEVER MIND.

I step out, the cold air hitting me like a brick wall.

I walk along the halls, and that's when I hear music softly floating from the basement.

I slowly climb down the stairs, where a girl is playing the piano.

The music is so familiar, and my eyes widen in realization.

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.(this was when they were 10)

The music ends and I hug Hailey. "We did it!!! We composed a song!!!" She jumps up and hugs me.

"I know! Just promise you will never tell anyone?" I hold out my pinkie as she grins.

She locks her pinkie in mine and lets go, putting her hand to her heart-a swear handshake we had made.

"Promise!" Her voice squeaks as she giggles.

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I gasp and become un-frozen. "Where did you learn that?!" I blurt out and the girl jumps up.

It's H.

"Uh.. Juan Karlos! Um...why are you here?" She stammers.

My eyes are burning. Only Hailey can play that.

I grab her wrist and she screams out a bit.

"Where. Did. You. Learn. That?" My eyes glare into hers, and for a moment, in caught in her eyes.

She looks down. "Don't touch me. I don't even know you."she whispers.

"Oh, what are you going to do, huh? You're from the Philippines and you don't even know me? So? Don't tell me what to do. You're not my boss. You're just a scared..little..gi-"

"JK ANO BA?!" She screeches.

Her eyes widen and she pulls her hand away.

My eyebrows furrow.

Only one person calls me like that. Only one person knows that song. And only one person has a scar like that.

She looks up into my eyes.

H.

The start of Hailey's name.

Her hate for me in the dorm room.

"Hailey?"