For some unfathomable reason , I wanted to put some effort while getting ready . I had woken up quite early , so i might as well make good use out of the time I swapped for my sleep . Walking out the door had always been a contradictory thing for me . Behind the door , locked and secured , I really didn't want to move my feet . The feeling of being subconsciously bound to the house was something that I could never shake off . The effort took a lot of mental energy , but once i was out , i was free. The shackles came off as suddenly as it would come back after I entered the door . But now that I was free , I'd do anything that was meant to be done outside the comfort of my house .
Nobody was in the bus stop , when i arrived there . I looked at the time , fifteen minutes early . Even though it was already 7 am , the surroundings were pretty dark. Maybe the loud growl that came from the stuffy clouds had something to do with it . I checked my bag to see if i had brought my umbrella . I did. It looked like it was going to rain very heavily . As the minutes passed by , students from my block kept littering one by one . By the time my bus arrived , it was already showering . I waited for everybody to board the bus . Just as i was about to do the same , a girl came out of nowhere , huffing and puffing . Although she had an umbrella in her hand , she had gotten wet around the shoulders and ankles . I didn't say anything as I let her go first. She looked familiar , but I couldn't see her face . When I took a seat behind her , she turned back and smiled . It was her . The girl from last night .
In the next stop , another girl sat next to her . I didn't know who she was , but from the way they were talking , they were close friends . It felt strange to see her like that , happy and upbeat , chirping animatedly with her friend, when just yesterday she was having a silent breakdown in her balcony . Either way , she was absolutely beautiful . I wasn't particularly paying attention to their conversations , but i did manage to catch her name . Melody . Pretty name for a pretty girl .
That day , I ran into her multiple times I wasn't stalking her . Our classes were on the same floor . I wonder why I never noticed her before . She was such a captivating person and i wasn't the first person to see that . She had lot of friends and all of them seemed to be mesmerized by her . I didn't see her after lunch though . The classes were extra rushed because we had to complete a whole term's worth of course before fall . We always got one month holiday during fall season so everything needed to be done by then . That day , our class stayed for extra two hours . I think because of how stressed we all were , I forgot about Melody . But not for long , because that following night , as i was laying on my balcony floor , I heard the familiar creaking sound . My overly excited heartbeat told me Melody was here .
P.S.
Hello again . How did you like this chapter ? If you have any sort of feedback , or even something that you feel about the story itself , feel free to comment . I don't know why but this chapter felt a little rushed , but then it might just be me . I had to edit it twice before i was close to satisfied but , oh well. If I'll feel like it , I might do a little tweaking in the future but for now , this should do it . See you next time . :)
