This is my new story, I think it's better than the others. Hope you like it (:
New Girl
(Musa's POV)
I wake up on a Monday morning, and look at my musical note shaped clock to see that it is 5:30 AM.
My name is Musa Harmonic. I am sixteen, and I have midnight blue hair that goes down past my butt. I know that that isn't a normal hair color, but I was born with it. I have sparkling dark blue eyes, I am 5'7, I weigh 100 pounds, and have a very slim figure. My dad says I am too skinny, but I don't think so. I am Caucasian.
The opposite walls in my room are the same colors; the main wall and the opposite are a bright shade of red, the window and opposite chimney wall are white, the colors look very luxurious. I have a white color carpet. My room is empty, except for the sleeping bag I slept in last night, a bag, and my clock.
I use to have my bed, that is in the shape of a piano coming out of the main wall. The sheets were white with red pillow cases and under-sheet. I it had a fuzzy red blanket underneath a white comforter. I it was a queen bed. There was 2 white bedside tables with lamps, my iPod, and my phone on them. My phone is and iPhone 4 with a white cover that has red musical notes on it. There is a closet door on the wall opposite of the main wall, and right next to the closet was my guitars, and some other instruments, but mostly guitars because I have like fifteen. My shoes were housed on a shoe rack. There was a red colored shelf that had some of my CD's on it (very wide selections) also with my white stereo perched on top, a red washing basket, a huge red wardrobe with tatty teddy bears & ornaments on top and a white chest of drawers with my red TV, large collection of CD's! I really loved my room, it's quite spacious, my own heaven and I had it exactly how I wanted it. The colors reflected the type of person I am, and so did some of the furniture.
I am a music loving person, who can not get enough! I am not one of the stereotypes that go shopping all the time, have tons of clothes, or overreact when they touch dirt. I am a, I guess you can say, tomboy. I have the right amount of clothes. I don't wear skirts or dresses. I like roughhousing. I don't care what people think about me. I hate shopping, and try my best to avoid it. I don't wear any makeup. I don't spend an hour getting ready, I spend two minutes. I don't wear heels, I wear sneakers. I don't obsess about boys, and lastly, I hate squealing! If you haven't figured it out by now, I am not a normal girl. I am/always was a loner. I don't like crowds, I like keeping to myself.
I live with my dad. My mom died when I was little, and my dad doesn't like to talk about it, and I don't blame him. We just moved to this town a few days ago. Instead of going to a normal high school, my dad thinks it's better if I go to a boarding school about an hour away, that's why my room is empty. I have all of my things packed, and in my car. I have a hot red Lamborghini. I know that it is too small to have all of my things in it, but I am using my dad's boat carrier thing that ties to the back of my car to get my stuff there. The boat isn't on it, it's in the backyard, but my stuff is.
It is September 13th, so that means I am going to be the new girl. Isn't this going to be fun? I use sarcasm a lot, mostly because of my dad. My mom was a famous singer, and my dad tells me I can sing better than her. I sing to myself a lot, and try to make sure that nobody hears me.
I go over to the bag, and open it. I get my everyday outfit out, and put it on. I get out my brush, and brush my hair. I put the sleeping bag, and clock in the bag. I walk down the stairs with the bag, and I go to the kitchen.
The kitchen has stainless steel appliances, white painted walls, white/black swirl tile floor, island in the middle, a chandelier, a back door, and white curtains.
I get a low-fat yogurt from the fridge. I get some berries, and fruit, cut them up, and put them in a bowl. I get another bowl out, put some Kashi Golean Crunch cereal in it, and add some milk. I sit down at the table, and start eating.
I am a vegetarian, but not for the reason that some people are. Some people become vegetarians because they want to lose weight. I am one because I think that it is wrong to take a life, or to eat something that was once living, but was killed for a humans pleasure. I mean, I am not one of those sensitive girls, I am tough, and if someone doesn't believe me, I can show them to my fist.
I get done with breakfast, and go into the bathroom. There is a large round roll top bath in the middle of the floor with old fashioned silver taps. There is a separate shower in one corner with no surround but a plug hole in a beautifully tiled white floor. The decor is white and silver with vines painted on the walls around the top. There is a mobile above the bath with cherubs on. One wall is just a huge mirror. There is a jacuzzi in one corner and a soft white fluffy rug just inside the double doors.
I walk to the sink, and brush my teeth. I then, walk down into the living room. It is the cleanest room imaginable. The rich, lush sofa sits in between two soft chairs. A rocking armchair is tucked away silently in a corner under a tall window through which the sunlight is coming inside in sheets. A soft fire is glowing in the fireplace under the mantelpiece that is covered with tiny intricate glass models and ancient relics. A beautifully designed rug covers the polished floor and the walls are covered with innumerable paintings and portraits of all sorts of things.
My dad is sitting on the sofa, watching TV in his pajamas, which are gray sweat pants, and a white t-shirt. "I'm about to go," I say, getting his attention.
"Okay, do you remember the talk we had?" he asks. Last night, while I was loading the car, he said that I shouldn't have sex. It was an awkward moment for me.
"Do you remember what I told you?" I ask. I told him that I doubt anybody would want to, and, if it does happen, I will be sure to use protection.
"Yes, okay, well, come over here and tell your old man goodbye," he says opening his arms for a hug. I run up to him, and give him a great big bear-hug, then kiss him on the cheek.
"I'll miss you," he whispers.
"I'll only be an hour away," I reassure him.
"Okay, well, bye love you," he says letting me go.
"Bye, love you. I'll call you when I get there," I tell him. He nods his head. With that, I get the bag, and go outside. I get in my car, and take off.
About an hour later, I come up to this huge white building that has a sign that says "Welcome to Dovecot!". I drive in, and park in a spot for students. I walk into the main building looking for the office.
"Can I help you?" a lady in a gray suit with her dark brown hair up in a bun asks.
"Um, yeah. Where is the office? I am new, and I need my schedule, room number, and room key," I say.
"You can get that from me," she says motioning for me to follow her, which I do. She takes me into a white-walled room with only a few bookshelves, gray filing cabinets, and a cherry wood desk with a black desk chair. The desk is neat, and clean.
The woman goes to the desk. "Name?" she asks.
"Musa Harmonic," I say.
"Here we go," she says giving me two sheets of paper, and a key. "Your room number is on the key, and the second paper is a map of the school to help you get around. The first one is your schedule. You can go to class right away, or you can go get settled," she says.
"Okay, thank you," I say and leave the room. I look at the map. Wow! This is a huge campus. Two pools, volleyball courts, a football field, soccer field, a golf course, five dorm halls, two study halls, inside sports hall, three class buildings, and way more! I look at my key, it says room 325. I look back at the map. The dorm hall that says 300-400 is right behind the main building. I go outside, get in my car, and go around back. The grass is so green, and the buildings are so huge.
I park the car in a spot that is right in front of the building. I get out, and take some boxes that are in the back. I want to get those first so nobody steals them. I go inside the building, and go up some stairs. I look through the halls, and soon find room 325. One thing I noticed about the dorm doors is that there is a white board with writing on them. I look at the one on mine. It says "Think logical." Wonder what that means. I walk into the room, and put the boxes down on the side of the room that looks uninhabited.
The walls are white. The side of the room with stuff on it, is color themed purple, and green. There is a normal, twin bed, a desk, a laptop, bookshelves, and all kinds of technology.
I go back to my car, and get more stuff. A few hours later, all of the things that were either in the car, or on my dad's boat thing is now in the dorm. I start unpacking, making my side of the dorm exactly like my old room, except for the walls being only white, and the room being smaller.
I look at the time, it is 11:00. I guess I can take the boat thing back to my dad, and grab a bite to eat. I get in the car, go back to my dad's house, give him the boat carrier, and ride back over to the school, but not without stopping to get a fresh fruit salad.
I go back into my dorm. I look at the clock and see that it is 2:30, and that is when school is suppose to get out. I sit down on my bed, and turn on my iPod. I listen to the music.
A few minutes later, I see the door open, and in comes a girl with really short purple hair and teal eyes. I pause the music. "Are you my new roommate?" she asks.
"I guess," I say shrugging my shoulders.
"I'm Tecna," she says holding out her hand.
I push her hand away. "Musa," I say.
"Well, Musa, do you want to go to the courtyard with me, and some of my friends?" she asks.
"Not really," I say.
"Come on," she says pulling me off of my bed.
"Pushy much?" I ask. She doesn't reply.
I get up, and walk with her down to the courtyard. I hear a few boys whistle at me, so I flip them off. Tecna soon comes to a stop near ten people. "Who's the chick?" a guy with short brown hair with one very long fringe and brown eyes eyes.
"This is my new roommate, Musa. Musa, these are my friends," she says.
"Cool," I say unenthusiastically rolling my eyes.
"This is the shy, smart Timmy," she says pointing to a guy with short ginger hair, and brown eyes who waves.
"This is the charming, sociable Brandon," Tecna says pointing to the dude who asked who I was.
"Hey," he says.
"This is the perky, girly girl, spontaneous, shopaholic Stella," Tecna says pointing to a girl with long blonde hair that goes to the bottom of her back, and golden eyes.
"Hey! We should go shopping sometime!" Stella says getting up in my face. "No thanks," I say pushing her away.
"This is the sensitive, warm-hearted, romantic Sky," Tecna says pointing to a guy with medium blonde hair, and blue eyes.
"How ya doing?" he asks. I don't reply.
"This is the strong, and caring Bloom," she says pointing to a girl with long red hair, as long as Stella's, and blue eyes.
"Hi!" she says waving.
"This is the artistic, romantic, and shy pacifist Helia," Tecna continues pointing to a guy with long blue-black hair tied into a loose ponytail, and teal eyes. I feel like I know him.
"That name rings a bell," I say.
"Musa Harmonic?" he asks.
"How do you know my last name?" I ask.
"Does Helia Yark ring a bell?" he asks. Yark, that's my cousin's last name. Oh, now I remember, he is my cousin, he came over a few times when we were kids.
"Oh, now I get it," I say.
"No hug?" he asks.
"You know I don't hug," I say.
"Yeah," he says laughing.
"You know each other?" Tecna asks.
"We're cousins," Helia explains.
"Oh!" Tecna says. "Well, anyways, this is the shy, sensitive, kind-hearted, sweet, and loyal Flora," Tecna says pointing to a girl with light brown hair that is as long as Stella's and Bloom's, and green eyes. She waves.
"This is the noble Nabu," Tecna says pointing to a dude with very long braided dark reddish brown hair, and black eyes.
"Hello," he says.
"This is the restless, rebellious, wild, athletic, fighter, dancer, wind-raider rider, and feminist Layla," Tecna says pointing to a girl with dark brown hair that is as long as the other girls, and teal eyes.
"Hey," she says.
"Wait, when you say fighter, what's that mean?" I ask.
"I fight for what I want," she says.
"Oh," I say kind of disappointed.
"Why?" Layla asks.
"Well, I thought when she said fight, it was like fist fight," I said.
"Are you still taking boxing?" Helia asks.
"No, when I mastered it they wouldn't let me be apart of it anymore, so I also mastered karate, Baguazhang, a combat class, sword fighting, and then some more martial arts things," I tell him. I have been fighting most of my life.
"Wow! And you started what, when you were 6?" he asks.
"3," I correct him.
"Wow!" he says. "Okay, well there is still one more person, Tecna?" Helia says.
"Lastly, this is the loner, very competitive, good at sports, chauvinist, and mister hot stuff Riven," Tecna says pointing to a dude with short spiked magenta colored hair, and violet eyes. He is hot, but I am not going to go there. He doesn't move, or talk, he doesn't even look at me. I like him. Don't go there!
"Can I go now?" I ask.
"Didn't you want to come?" Stella asks.
"No, she dragged me," I say pointing to Tecna.
"Wow! Never knew Tec could be so demanding," Layla says.
"Tell us about yourself," Bloom says.
"I'd rather not," I say.
"Come on! You know about us!" Stella says.
"Did I want to? No," I say. I see Riven look up at me when I made the comment. He looks like he's interested in something...
"Come on!" Layla says.
"No," I say.
"There we guitars in the room. Do you play?" Tecna says.
"Don't try tricking me. I am not saying anything," I say.
"I already know two things about you," Bloom says.
"What's that?" I ask.
"You are smart and stubborn," she says.
"Whatever," I say rolling my eyes. "Goodbye," I say and walk off. I go up to the dorm, get my favorite hot red guitar with a white g-clef on it, and go down to the courtyard, and sit underneath a tree. I look around, and don't see anyone, so I start to play softly, so no one will hear. I gradually get louder without noticing, and start to sing.
I don't think about it
I don't think about it
Misunderstood
Everybody feels that way sometimes
Oh oh oh oh
I wish I could Fit in with all the rest, but I
Oh oh oh oh
Got my own style
Got my own way
I don't care what people say, yeah
cause I don't think about it
I don't think about it
I don't think about it
Bein' myself there ain't no doubt about it I won't cry any tears
I'll just live without fear
I'm so happy cause
I'm Living my life and I don't think about it
A shooting star
Twinkling across the sky at night
Oh oh oh oh
Near or far
I'm wishing everything will be alright
Oh oh oh oh
Got my own dreams
Got my own plan
Gonna get there any way I can
cause I don't think about it
I don't think about it
I don't think about it
Bein' myself there ain't no doubt about it I won't cry any tears
I'll just life without fear
I'm so happy cause I'm
Living my life and I don't think about it
Got my own style
Got my own way
I don't care people say, yeah
cause I don't think about it
I don't think about it
I don't think about it
Bein' myself there ain't no doubt about it I won't cry any tears
I'll just live without fear
I'm so happy cause I'm
Livin my life and I don't think about it
I don't think about it
I don't think about it
I don't think about it
Bein' myself there ain't no doubt about it I won't cry any tears
I'll just live without fear
I'm so happy cause I'm
Living my life and I don't think about it
Think about it
Think about it
I don't think about it
Cause I'm living my life and I don't think about
When I get done, I hear people clapping. I look around. Damn! I attracted an audience. One guy with short blonde hair, and brown eyes comes up to me.
"Hey, you wanna catch a movie sometime?" he asks.
"No," I say.
"Come on, please?" he asks.
"Can you hear? Cause I said no," I say getting up. I start going to my dorm when I feel a hand holding me back.
"I always get what I want," he says.
"Do you ever get what you don't want?" I ask.
"No," he says. I punch him in the face.
"You just did," I say and walk off to my dorm. I put the guitar down, get my iPod out, and turn on the music. The door opens, and in comes Tecna. I turn off my iPod.
"I hear you beat up John," she says.
"If that's the dudes name, then yeah," I say.
"He is like the toughest guy in the school," she says.
"Really? He didn't look that tough," I said.
"Well he was," Tecna says.
"Riven looked stronger," I say unknowingly. There is something about that dude that I like.
"Oh, yeah, forgot about him. He is the strongest, but John is the second. Why did you do it?" she asks.
"He asked me out, I said no, and he wouldn't give up," I say.
"Wow!" she says. I look at the clock, it is now 5:30.
"When is dinner?" I ask her.
"About now, but we usually go out to eat. The food here sucks," she says.
"Mind if I join?" I ask.
"Not at all," she says.
"We going now?" I ask.
"Yeah," she says.
"Okay," I say getting my phone, putting it in my pocket, and following her to the courtyard to meet up with the others.
"You're joining us?" Stella asks.
"Yeah," I say.
"Cool," Layla says.
"Let's go," Bloom says.
"How are we getting there?" I ask.
"Well, we usually take Sky's car because it's big," Bloom says.
"Okay," I say.
"What kind of car do you have?" Brandon asks.
"Lamborghini," I tell him.
"Wow!" he says.
"What color?" Stella asks.
"Hot red," I say.
"Cool!" she says. I get in the car, and sit in between Riven and Brandon. I get out to see that we are at McDonald's.
"Here?" I ask.
"Yeah, this is where we go every Monday," Brandon says.
"Oh," I say. What am I going to do? They usually don't have any vegetarian, or healthy food. We walk in, and sit at a booth.
"I'll be right back," I say getting up, and going to the counter. "Do you have a vegetarian menu?" I ask.
"We just got one," the guy behind the counter says giving me a green menu.
"Thanks," I say going back to the booth.
"What's that?" Stella asks.
"Nothing," I say.
"You still...?" Helia asks knowing that I don't want them to know I am a vegetarian.
"Yeah, have been since I was born," I say.
"Have been what?" Nabu asks.
"Nun ya," I say.
"What?" he asks.
"Nun ya business," I say.
"Wow!" he says. I look at the menu. The eggplant and goat cheese sandwiches look good.
"Who's going to pay tonight?" Brandon asks.
"I will," I volunteer.
"Wow!" Helia says.
"Shut up!" I say.
"Let's go order then," Bloom says, and we get up, and go order. When I say what I want the others look at me like I am crazy.
"Okay, that's $27.67," the guy says.
"Okay," I say handing him my credit card. The others go sit back down, except for Helia because he volunteered to help.
"Why don't you want them to know your a vegan?" he asks.
"I don't know, I just don't," I say.
"Whatever," he says. We get the food once it's done, and go back to the table.
"What's that?" Stella asks me pointing to the sandwich.
"A sandwich," I say.
"But why are you eating it? It looks disgusting," she says.
"Why are you so nosy?" I ask. She doesn't answer, and just eats. When everyone is done, we go outside.
"So what now?" Stella asks.
"The park?" Flora suggests.
"Sure!" we all agree. We get back in Sky's car, and go to the park. Once we get there, we sit on the grass and start talking, except for me and Riven. I don't know what it is about him, but I feel something for him.
"Will you please tell us about you?" Stella asks.
"You people don't know what no means do you?" I say more than ask.
"Riven can make a girl say anything," Layla says.
"Try me," I say.
"Riven, bro, do your thing," Sky says. Riven looks me in the eyes. I don't think this is what he is suppose to do because I am not feeling anything but butterflies in my stomach.
"What is suppose to be happening?" I ask.
"Wow! Riven, you're losing it," Brandon says.
"No I'm not," he says.
"Try it on Bloom," Brandon says. Riven looks Bloom in the eyes, but differently than what he did me.
"I have a huge crush on Sky," Bloom says unknowingly.
"What!" everyone yells except for Stella.
"It was so obvious," Stella say.
"Just as obvious as you and Brandon?" I ask.
"How'd you know?" she asks.
"I could always tell if someone liked someone by their actions toward that person," I say.
"Wait, if it works on Bloom, why not you?" Riven asks.
"I dunno," I say.
"I hear you can sing!" Stella says.
"And?" I ask.
"Sing us something!" she says.
"No thank you," I say.
"Didn't you use to make beats on a app on your phone?" Helia asks.
"Not helping," I say glaring at him.
"Please sing us something!" Bloom says.
"Whatever," I say seeing that they're not going to give up. I take out my phone, and start a beat that I made, and then start to sing.
You pull up outside with your hot headlights
And your walking up the stairs with a girl on each side
Go in the door like a thunder storm go and
Crash boom boom with the lights on the dance floor
We get down, we get down, we got down
We get down, we get down, we got down
All the girls want boys, boys
And all the boys want someone to let them go
All the girls want boys, boys
And all the boys want someone to let them go
Taking her time cause he's on the chase
So she's stringing him along
And she's getting in his head space
Clinical form with their jaws on the floor
And the girls keep score
While the boy's in back burn
So cool down, cool down, just cool down
We get down, we get down, we get down
All the girls want boys, boys
And all the boys want someone to let them go
All the girls want boys, boys
And all the boys want someone to let them go
Well all the boys want someone to let them go
All the boys want, all the boys want
Scientific in my brain
Filling dance inside my veins
Twist me like a hurricane
Numb you up like Novocaine
Scientific in my brain
Filling dance inside my veins
Twist me like a hurricane
Numb you up like Novocaine
All the girls want boys, boys
And all the boys want someone to let them go
All the girls want boys, boys
And all the boys want someone to let them go
Well all the boys want someone to let them go
All the boys want, all the boys want
When I get done, they all clap. I turn the beat off of my phone.
"Wow! You're amazing!" Stella says and the others agree, except for Riven who just grunts.
"Was that an original?" Bloom asks.
"Yeah," I say.
"Wow!" she says amazed.
"We should be getting back," Timmy says. We all agree, and go back to our dorms. When I sit on my bed, I feel my phone vibrate. I look at it. I have a new message from unknown.
Hey it says.
Who r u, & how did u get mi #? I text back.
Riven, & Helia gave it 2 me it says.
What do you want? I ask.
Idk he texts.
Whatevr I text. Why would he want to text me? I don't know, I am going to go to sleep. I change into my pajamas, and go to sleep.
How was it? Please review, and any ideas would be greatly appreciated! Also, the everyday outfits of the girls are on my profile, just look for the ones that say (character's name) HSD (piece of clothing). The boys' everyday, is the same as in the 4th season.