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paying much attention but I heard her say something about composing our own original song with music and lyrics if we like. I rolled my eyes, trying to act like I didn’t care, but I was actually a little excited that I would get to hear Selena sing and get to know her better.
The last bell of the day rang loud in my ears as I shook my head, trying to stay awake. “That’s it for today, but I would like all pairs to get together some time during the week before our next lesson and decide what type of song they would like to compose,” Mrs Evan’s calm voice yelled over the noise as she sighed with relief.
I saw Selena stand up and about to walk out the door when I grabbed her arm and held her back, waiting for the rest of the class to leave. I saw Angelica glare at Selena for the millionth time since I got paired with her, and I flashed her, a smile, signalling I’ll meet her outside. She sighed and left for the door, Adam still talking to her about the assignment.
Selena spun around as the classroom emptied and snatched her arm out of my tight hold. “What do you want?” anger and annoyance in her voice. I stared at her, a little surprised with the tone of her voice. I cleared my throat as I remembered what I wanted to talk about. “Well…I think we need to umm,” I said nervously, being lost for words, which is something that is very rare with me. I tried again. “I think we need to arrange a time to meet during the weekend to work on the assignment…” I finished, waiting for what she might say next. I could tell she didn’t want to stay in the empty music room with me for long, and I wasn’t sure why she felt that way. “Fine,” She murmured and left without another word.

Selena’s POV:
I stomped towards the door, wanting to get out of here and away from Kyle as soon as I can. “Okay,” he yelled after me, “Meet me at the library tomorrow around 12?” I could hear the question in his voice, and just nodded my head, not wanting to say another word. “Oh, and, could you please stay quiet about what you saw yesterday lunch time,” his voice yelled a little more quietly this time. What he said sounded more like an order than a question. As I passed through the door, about to answer him, I remembered why I had that déjà vu feeling when I entered the room earlier; it was because this was the doorway I stood shocked at yesterday lunch, when I had caught him singing and playing the guitar. I stood frozen on the spot, feeling Kyle’s eyes staring at me with curiosity, waiting for something. I blinked my eyes a couple of times, snapped out of it, and, trying to keep my voice calm and not caring, I said whatever and waved my hand in a non-caring matter.
As soon as I was out of sight of Kyle’s green curious eyes, I leaned against the wall and tried to breathe normally. I felt out of breath, like I had just been running and someone was squeezing all the precious air out of me. I gulped the air down, trying to stay calm. Why was I acting this way? I had no idea, and wasn’t sure if I wanted to know.
My mind was going into over load. I remembered how Kyle had gripped my arm, and my hand was running down that part that he had held, not because it had hurt, no, his touch had just sent a warm tingle through my body that I couldn’t explain. I shut my eyes as my breathing slowed down. I thought of what he had said, how we have to ‘get together’ sometime during the weekend and work on the assignment. I couldn’t believe I had accepted the invitation, what an idiot I was! As I started to walk home slowly in silence, I memorised when and where we were going to meet; the library tomorrow around 12. I kept thinking that, making sure I wouldn’t forget, writing a mental note in my head.
Then my mind wandered off as I remembered what Mrs Evans had said when Angelica complained about her partner for the assignment; destiny has spoken. Destiny? What does she mean by destiny? Was it destiny for me and Kyle to be paired for this assignment? No, it can’t be, there’s no such thing as destiny.
Shaking my head violently, I shoved my headphones into my ears and blasted my music until it was at a deadly volume. At least it drained out all my thoughts as I focused on the lyrics and forgot about all my resent problems.
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Publication Date: 04-29-2011

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