Chapter 19: notes

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(This song does not correlate what so ever to this chapter but you know, i really love this line and wanna use it yEet)

NOW PLAYING...

Don't Change
Why Don't We
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" All of the stress, pressure
All in pursuit of perfection

Wish you knew that imperfections
Make you an exception "

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‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ Third Person POV ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙

It was one of those days, where everyone was bubbly and excited, except you, misery basically defining you.

Prom was the talk of the week, students going from left to right, gossiping and squealing over the fact that their crushes asked them out, or sobbing that no one asked them to go. And then there's Melody, she's never really gone to prom, mainly because she didn't want to be that person who showed up with no date, which seemed to be a crime in this particular high school.

She wanted to go this year, mainly because of falling in love with the one and only Jonah, still hanging onto the tiny hope that he would ask her out to prom. Jonah was a quiet guy and never really enjoyed the crowd, so it was quite ridiculous to hope that someone like Jonah would be willing to go to prom when he refuses to talk.

Melody groggily slid out of bed, searching for her notebook that she loved so drearily...and also ripped a page out of, but she needed to vent her emotions into some lyrics.

Just as she flipped open this leather cover book, two note fell out. Who had the time to write notes to her when everyone was going crazy about prom?

The note looked like her own writing, the writing was...lyrics. The lyrics to the song she had broken down over. The lyrics of supermarket flowers. There was no doubt that this wasnt Jonah, only he knew about the song and that i had ripped it apart, and now, it was presented in front of me.

Flipping the note over, it had a different writing, Jonah's writing.

Find me :) you know who i am.

Which lead to only one person, Jonah Marais. She laughed silently to herself, picking up the second note, it was the same thing, but a different part of supermarket flowers, the second piece that got ripped out of her book. As expected, when Melody turned it over, there was another message written in Jonah's writing.

Where we had our almost kiss

She knew perfectly well where this place was. Stuffing the papers in her pocket, she made a run for it, wanting to find the solution to this curious riddle.

Soon she arrived at the:

Janitors Closet

Of course

Out of all places, jonah had decided to stuff a piece of paper in the most stinkiest, weirdest and most un-romantic place at school.

Although, this is where jonah had really fell in love with the girl.

They had squished in this tight area, not even daring to breath just in case they got busted, purely just trying to ease Melody's pain, after crying over some lyrics and her mother. This is where, Jonah found that, he was finally going to let go of his past, because of a girl.

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