I sighed; still mourning over the loss of my girlfriend to that, "That Jerk" I growled watching them mirror that couple that is always making out in the hallway. The shaggy haired musician turned and pulled myself away from his old job, my old life. I looked around, not really focusing on anything important until a neon green poster caught my eye. It was decorated with scrapbook stickers and origami flowers, something the artist must have taken ages to assemble. Then there were the words, curved and wavy, delicately written with utmost care. The logo was an illustration of a man and a woman, their arms wrapped lovely around each other in their eternal dance. My eyes began to water, but I wiped the unwanted emotions away.
"Hey dude. Whatcha looking at?" Jude asked, skating behind me before putting his foot down to stop. I sighed, taking the poster in my hand and ripping it off the wall.
"A Musical Dude? Not really your style, don't you think?" my blond friend cocked his head.
"I don't know, maybe it will help me take my mind off Serena!" I smiled weakly.
"Dude, this is the Valentine's Day musical. That will… most likely make you worse."
"Thanks for that Dude. I'm going to the lemon. See ya."
"Don't be too hard on yourself dude." Jude smiled sympathetically. I didn't reply as I walked toward the food court. Half way there, and just my luck, Serena and her little 'pet' stood in the hallway laughing and talking like my heart wasn't smashed in little tiny pieces. I growled crushing the poster in my hands. I looked it over again, thinking over my choices.
"Maybe… I'll try it." I reassured myself. "I've got to." I sprinted to the escalator and stepped on the step. As I went up I read the details. 'Musical experience. Check. Acting skills?' I thought about it. 'Che-' "WOAH! I cried as I fell face flat on the floor. I stood up and brushed myself off before… I heard the most beautiful voice I ever heard. My feet started moving, I didn't know where, but towards the song. The voice was sweet and smooth like honey and I couldn't help but be hypnotized by it. When it stopped, I stopped. It lead me to a music studio I never even knew was in the mall. I walked in and saw something stunning.
A girl, not an inch over 5'3 sat in front of a grand piano, singing and playing old fashion love songs. She had long wavy hair, brunette with natural caramel highlights. A sweet smile lit up her face with full red lips. She closed her eyes as she perfectly executed she sweetest sounding high note I've ever heard. She looked up at me, the smile still there. "Hi! I'm Hayley. And you are?" "Wyatt. C-call me Wyatt!" Maybe breaking up with Serena wasn't such a bad thing!