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coming from the dining room. I wouldn’t even bother saying ‘hi’ or ‘I’m home,’ it wouldn’t matter to anyone. My mum was too busy with her new fiancé and his kids; she wouldn’t even pay attention to me. None of them would, they all hate me. Though Steve tried to be nice to me once, but I didn’t fall for it, I just ignored him.
I entered my room and closed the door. I had to work on my extra credit assignment, do my homework that’s due at the end of the week, and then I also wanted to write some more lyrics and play my prized position, my guitar. The guitar my dad gave to me on my tenth birthday, which was more than six years ago now.
To no surprise, I had time to do all of that, and still got to sleep before 12am. The last thing I thought about that day was, for some weird reason I rather not know, that jerk Kyle. And I think I dreamed about him as well, since I woke up and he was the first thing on my mind, though, thankfully, I didn’t remember what the dream was about.
As woke up from my slumber, lyrics and a melody to match, popped into my recharged head. I jumped out of bed with a spring in my step, and went to write down the song stuck in my head, before it disappeared. To my surprise, this song was a love song, one I have never written before.
This entire week would be boring as usual, until the weekend nights, where I feel free and me. But that’s life for you.


Chapter 5- Enchanted
Kyle’s POV:
I slouched past the boring rooms of the school. The rooms were all empty since everyone was out to lunch; I was the only one inside, since I snuck away from my popular friends. I looked around, the class rooms seemed so much more dead and empty without anyone in them, but I didn’t mind. Right now I preferred to be alone, I needed time to think. Luna popped into my mind once again, like she had been doing every day since I saw her at The Moonlight, performing. And, like every time Luna appeared, she disappeared and in her place was that nerdy girl Selena, I bumped into, no wait, SHE bumped into ME. And she has the nerve to glare at me with those sea blue eyes. Sea blue eyes, sea....blue.... I shook my head, getting that girl out of my head.
I wasn’t focusing on where I was going, so by the time I snapped out of my day dream, I found myself in the music block. I glanced around the boring hall way. There were 5 pale green doors to small music rooms. I expected every room would be empty, so I walked into the nearest room. The room was filled with guitars of all kind; acoustic, classic, bass, and electric. I picked up the acoustic guitar and strummed a few chords. I looked around and made sure that no one was around. Yes, I play guitar, I have been for a few years now, and I have been keeping it a secret from everybody at school. If this got out, well, I don’t want to think about what might happen.
I strummed the thin cords of the hollow guitar and cleared my throat. According to me, I wasn’t a great singer, though I enjoyed singing, and that’s all that mattered to me. As long as no one heard me singing or playing, then I would be fine.
I took a deep breath while looking around the room, making sure no one was around to hear me singing. I cleared my dry throat and strummed the thin guitar strings, hearing the familiar sound. By then I was already strumming chords from the top of my head, about to let my voice join in.

"That one day I noticed you,
You didn't notice me,
But I felt a sudden connection,
Like I've never felt before.
And when you sang,
I imagined you sang to me,
Your angelic voice echoing in my head,
Like nothing else I've ever heard.
I let the sound run through me,
Through my veins,
Through my heart,
And I let it linger forever more inside of me.
And now I don't know what I'd do without you,
I don't know how to live my life without you,
Cause you're in my mind, in my heart every second of the day,
So I don't know what I'd do without you
Baby."
I sang that whole song from the top of my head and the bottom of my heart, meaning every word that left my lips. The whole time the lyrics sang out and rang in my ears, I imagined one person and one person only; Luna. I imagined her soft, sea blue eyes, and her waterfall, brown hair. I imagined I was singing this to her, her eyes watching my every movement. I kept my eyes shut through that entire song, just to hold onto that image of her, that one enchanting moment where nothing else mattered but her and me.
I didn't think about the lyrics or the chords, I just sang and played without a second thought to it. By the end of song, my lips had gone dry and I was nearly gasping for breath, having used all of it for that song. The image of Luna had faded and in her place was an image of...Selena?!
I blinked a couple of times, wondering why Luna had disappeared from my mind and Selena was left in her place. Then I noticed that it wasn't in my head. Luna was in my head, but Selena isn't. She was right in front of me. She had heard that entire thing, I could tell by the way her eyes were wide open, just as big as her mouth was.
I gasped, finally noticing what was going on around me. I couldn't even speak; my whole throat was dry, like I had just lost my voice. So much was going through my mind, but at the same time, nothing. I couldn't think, all I knew was that Selena had heard me singing, and, like I said before, I couldn't have anyone hear me sing or play.
After several failed attempts of clearing my throat to get my voice back, I stood up and placed the guitar away, ready to explain it all to her and beg for her not to tell anyone.
"Ummm..." I murmured, not sure what to say. But before I could even say another word, let alone a letter, she was gone. Selena had disappeared. The last thing I saw of her was her back turning a corner, leaving no trace that she was ever there, except for the image of her shocked face in my head.


Chapter 6- Nothing more than him
Selena’s POV:
I gasped for breath, exhausted from the running I just did. I quickly looked behind me, from where I had run from, hoping, praying, that no one, especially not Kyle, had followed me. No one was visible to me, and I didn’t sense any curious eyes staring at me, so I calmed down to a walk as relief flooded throw my once frozen body.
Kyle’s voice was stuck in my brain, the lyrics and music running all around my mind, making it impossible for me to be able to think of anything else. I shook my head, not wanting his voice in my head. Why did I have to walk in there at the exact moment? Why couldn’t I just walk away? Because he had taken the music room that I had booked for that lunch! And I was stubborn, stubborn as a bull. I wanted to kick him out, start yelling at him, but as soon as I saw his face singing that beautiful song, I had lost all my confidence, my breath was stolen from my lungs. His image came back to me; those soft hands strumming the guitar like he was one with it, his smooth lips moving so gently they were hypnotising, and his eyes, though shut, were still remarkably stunning.
I shook my head more violently this time, not wanting to think about that room stealing jerk. But on matter how hard I shook, no matter how hard I tried to keep my mind occupied with something, anything, else, nothing seemed to work. So, as I walked home, I thought about him, what he was doing, where he was, if he was thinking of me too.
I thought about him for the rest of the day, during my afternoon classes, on my way home, while I was doing my homework, and just before I fell into a deep sleep.
Once again, I dreamed about him. Him and me, in an enchanting, green meadow, filled with a gorgeous variety of flowers. We laughed, played and spent the whole time together, looking into each other’s eyes and not letting go of each other, enjoying every single moment we had together, with no one else around to bother us in this unforgettable moment.
But deep inside I knew something wasn’t right, like this wasn’t real, like it was some kind of dream. But that feeling was too hard to find and focus on, since I had this gorgeous guy in front of me, who wanted nothing more but me, and I wanted nothing more but him.


Chapter 7- Is it destiny?
Kyle’s POV:
Dragging my feet to class, I blinked over and over again, just wanting to go back to bed and disappear. By now, I’m guessing Selena would have told everyone about my singing and playing guitar, and I would be the talk of school, and even though I usually am, this time, it wouldn’t be for a good thing.
A huge sigh escaped my dry lips, as I prepared myself for this disastrous day to begin. Even though I was quickly crowded by fellow friends and people I barely know, I still pushed in my earphones and turned the music up, hoping to wake myself up and block out the entire world around me.
As my green eyes scanned the modern school, no one was staring at me with weird, judgemental eyes, just the usual longing look in every girls’ eyes, and jealously in the unpopular boys’ ones. Even though there was no proof that anyone around me knew about my secret, I still couldn’t let me guard down, I couldn’t relax and trust that Selena wouldn’t tell anyone.
I felt someone glaring at my back. I whirled around and saw the one that was on my mind; Selena. She was staring at me with so much anger, so much hatred, that I nearly fell back from her glare. She whirled around and ran off. I gasped for breath, like she had just been clutching on me so tight I couldn’t breathe, and she just let her tight grasp on me, go.
As everyone around me was asking if I was alright, with worried looks on their faces, I stared off after Selena, wanting to run after her but knowing she was too far for me to catch up. I blocked everyone out of my head and just stared at the spot where she had been. I knew I had to talk to her sooner or later, and tell her to keep her mouth shut about what she saw yesterday lunch. I just hoped I had a chance to catch her before school ended.
As I left to class, still surrounded by all my friends, I scanned my eyes all around me, hoping to get a glimpse of Selena soon enough, though my hopes didn’t last long.