Maybe He is Different

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Chapter 5:

Phoebe's Pov:

The drive to the house was silent, well beside the music. I looked down and played with my fingers and started to softly sing along to 'Trumpets' by Jason Derulo.

" Is it weird that your bra remind me of a

Katy Perry song?

Every time that you get undressed

I hear symphonies in my head

I wrote this song just looking at you ooh, oh

Yeah the drums they swing low

And the trumpets they go..."

I stopped singing and looked up to see where we were. The first thing I see is Jason with his mouth wide open and his eyes as big as pumpkins! It kinda freaked me out cause he just starred at me. I looked back down and heard Jason speak. "Woah. Phoebe you are an AMAZING singer. You hit thoes high notes perfectly." I could feel the blood rushing up to my cheeks. No one has ever heard me sing before. "Uh...um..thanks. No one has ever heard me sing before." I said the last part softly. We all just sat back in silence. The radio kept going and I sang in my head the whole way to my new house. Once we got there I looked out of the window and my eyes were about to pop out of my skull. The house was beautiful! We parked the car and they started getting out but I just sat there and starred at the mesmerizing house.

I realized I was still in the car a few minutes later and then got out. I walked slowly and got my luggages from the trunk but they were not there. I walked into the house and was amazed. The house was beautiful inside and out. "Let me show you to your room and then we can give you a tour of the house. I mean it that is okay with you." Jason came out of nowhere and said. I jumped a bit and turnes around. "Sorry. I did not mean to scare you." He said worried. I breathed out a "Don't worry about it. Um, sure that sounds fine." I nodded and Jason walked up a beautiful staircase that I guess led up to the second floor where the bedrooms are. We passed four doors and at the end of the hall we stopped at a black door and we walk in. "Is this my room?" I asked shocked. The room was amazing. It has a KING size bed, a bathroom,and the best of all in my opinion....it has a fuckin MINI FRIDGE! "Yea...is this okay?" Jason seemed kinda nervous. "Yes. Thank you." I said while looking down. Okay there is something about Jason that makes me trust him...but, I just don't know. I mean he could be acting, right? I have a wierd feeling that Jason is....different.

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