Chapter 4

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What the hell was he doing here. I turned around to greet the stranger that kissed me at the park. Now I was really convinced he was my stalker, but going to the person your stalking's school.. Isn't that a little overboard.

I looked him in the face. He had an "I don't care" expression. He looks kinda cut- no.. no way, what am I saying! I guess he felt someone was watching him because he looked me straight in the face. I quickly turned away and put my head on the desk because i started to blush like an idiot.

"Yes, you may start," the teacher said.

"Ugh..okay. I am 16 years old. My birthday just went yesterday, September 6th. I play the guitar. I like to sing and write songs. I have 2 Siberian husky's. I like to be alone most of the time. In my spare time I like to take walks... Oh and my name is Chess Foxworth."

I quickly lift my head from the desk and stared at him with my eyes wide open. As he said that he looked straight at me. He gave me a sly smirk. He must have left his name out last because he knew I would react like this...ugh I gave him exactly what he wanted.

Well, that explains a lot of my suspicions now. The reason he knew my name at the park. Now that I know he is Chess, I feel like an idiot for not realizing it sooner. In my defense he is much taller, fit and mature.

I looked away in embarrassment. I looked at the class. All the girls were staring at me..wait...they aren't staring at me, they are staring at Chess. Eww...a girl is drooling. Don't tell me, ...they actually find him attractive. I rolled my eyes at the thought of those very words and continued my emotionless gaze through the window.

"Looks like we have a lot of singers in our class this year students, Mr Foxworth, would you mind coming up here to sing something for the class" said Ms Tanaka.

Before he had time to answer, all the girls in the class started to plead him to sing a song. He started to look tired of the pleading and said yes. He got up with his hands in his pocket and lazily walked to the front of the class room.

I stopped gazing through the window and watched Chess. I remembered in the 4th grade, we loved to sing together, but he wasn't good at it. Our favorite song to sing together was King by Lauren Aquilina. It still is my favorite song. I started to pay attention now because I knew he wasn't a good singer and I wanted to get a good laugh to get back at him.

"Does anyone have a song they want me to sing?" He asked in a lazy, but deep voice.

All the girls began to suggest songs at once. I couldn't hear one thing anyone was saying. I looked at Chess who looked like he was getting frustrated. I rolled my eyes and started to write a poem because I was bored.

"Quiet down everyone!" Ms. Tanaka yelled.

Everyone went quiet.

"I'm sorry Mr. Foxworth, you will have to choose your own song because we cannot decide on one."

"Oh..okay. I guess I could sing my favorite song. King. By Lauren Aquilina."

I refrained from writing my poem and looked him in the face. Does he remember that used to be our song? Well, I started to smile because I was getting prepared to laugh so it didn't bother me that much.

With his hands in his pocket, he looked down and started to sing:
Your alone
You're on your own
So what ha.........

My smile was wiped right of my face and my jaw dropped to the floor. He was so goooodd. It was like an angel singing. I felt a little disappointed because I wanted to get back at him for kissing me with a good laugh. Then I suddenly remembered, the chorus was a girls part and if he sings it, his voice will go off key and he will be embarrassed. I started to have a little hope in my pay back now. I didn't even notice I was smiling at the thought of it.

Have you forgotten what you have and what....

This is it. The girls part is coming up I thought to myself. As he arrived at the girls part he stopped. He looked up and watched me. He gave a sly smirk. I guess my disappointment was obvious.

"Avy.... This is your part... remember?" he said in a manipulative tone.

I started to blush. No one has called me Avy in a long time, that used to be his nickname for me.

He signaled me to come up.....what do I do now..

Author:

Hi to whoever reads this. I think I will write a new chapter everyday maybe more than one a day. Please feel free to comment on my story. Your feedback is very important
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