Chapter 25

Mel's POV

I run to music class – I was late because of Lorcan. He had pulled me into a classroom and we had been making out most of the lunch break. I blushed just thinking about it. I knocked on the door. Great I was late, new and a Benedict. What a piece of - The teacher, another male, opens the door.

"Come in." He stops me in front of 6 other students."Why are you late?" He asks me.

"I'm new, I couldn't find it, Sir." I say.

"Polite one we have here people. Sit down. Call me Joe." His accent is American. I am polite, because I lied."Today people, we are playing this." He hands out a paper. I've never seen the song before."I need someone on the piano – and a singer."

"Sir, Melodia does both." Neil says. I could have hit the -

"Very well." Joe interrupts my thoughts "You can play piano first – I'll tell you when you sing. And in my class we use first name, music is relaxing and last names are too uptight." I nod and sit on the bench next to the puts his hands on my shoulders, and push they down. I'm too tense. I take a deep breathe..

"Alto grab the guitar, sit next to Melodia. Mia put up the microphone for her and take your violin. Neil grab the base and the rest of you – you know what to do." Joe says and smiles at us.

We start playing. It's only been a few days since I played the piano, but god I've missed it – Diamond bought one for the living room and a guitar for my room. I really miss home.. I think to myself. The song is amazing. I look at the lyrics and think about little Lyric. Aww I miss my little brothers. Mostly just my father though...

"Now sing."

Missing, hurting, crying
I know how it feels
To be left
To be alone

Hunting, looking, searching
You know how that felt
To be chasing
To be rushing

Joe can't stop praising all of us. He is like Simon, Sky's fathers. I can't help but smile. So far yet so close to home. "And you Melodia, what is your last name?"

"Benedict. It's Benedict." His eyebrow runs into his hairline. He knows my family.

"Melodia Benedict, you have the voice of an angle."

After class, we all start talking and Joe hands out some notes and a cookie. Neil and I eat our cookies together and talk about his band. He leans closer, looking over my shoulder to read the paper. I can hear him whisper the words.

"We need another singer, I sing, but it doesn't feel right – you know – when it's just me."

"I get it." I say, though I dont, lots of bands have great male lead singers. I take another bite of the very delicious cookie. I would stay in music forever. The cookies are amazing.

"Okay students, next time we split into the bands. And if none of the bands wants Melodia, I'll teach you something you don't already master, OK?" I nod and Joe leaves the music room. As I leave the room a boy follows me.

"Can I talk to you?" He asks. I look at him, tall.. really tall.

"Yeah sure." I whisper, but I don't stop walking.

"Are you Melodia Noel Benedict?" He asks.

"Yes I am?" I say and shake his hand, as we briefly stops.

"I'm Alto Noel Benedict." What? I had a – a what? A brother? Lisa hadn't said a thing?

"What do you mean?" I stop.

"That is my name?"

"Impossible. Lisa didn't tell me about you." I say. I look at him. I really look at him this time. Taller than me, almost as tall as Lorcan. Alto had curly brown-black-ish hair, Hispanic look and green eyes. He did look a lot like Trace. And even more like me.

"Lisa? Lisa Noel?" He asks. I nod."I've never met her. Do you live with her? Well, did you?" I shake my head.

"No. I don't." I say.

"So you didn't know her, you know before she died?" The question feels like a knife.

"Wait a sec – when is your birthday?" I ask him. I can't tell him that Lisa is alive. Not before I know I can trust him.

"1st of August 1998. You?"

"The same." I say.

"You really are my twin. You know, I knew I had one – the Net wouldn't tell me where, not before I turned 18." he said. Babbling. "Nothing about you or my – our – father. However they told me when my – our - mother died." He really didn't know? Did he?

"Where have you lived all of your life?" I ask him.

"I've lived in a couple of foster homes – both in America and England. I didn't fit into any of the four family's who adopted me. The Net send me here 2 years ago." he said and I followed him to our next class, which was Spanish."Have you met our family?" he asks me.

"Some of them, yeah."

"Our father?"

"Yeah, I live with him. We didn't know about you though." I say."Dad didn't even know about me until 7-8 months ago." I say and sit down next to him."You've been OK right?" I ask hating, the fact that he hadn't had any home.

"It's been OK – but never better than here." I didn't think of this place as home. I didn't think of Neil, Cooper, Christelle or Wilma as friends – This was temporary and only for Lorcan.

"Did they tell you about our grandfather?" I ask him.

"Elliot Noel? Yeah, that's the main reason why I'm here. To make sure that he doesn't find me." he says."However I don't really believe that I can hide, all of my life."

"I'm hiding too. Also you know Calwall." I whisper. Alto looks at me.

"Did he really do it? All the terrible things people say? Our Grandfather? " Tears in his eyes.

"Burn and kill the Calwalls? Kill people? Torture? Worse? Yeah, he did and still does." I whisper and look him to the eye."Dad will find him and end it. I promise."

"I can't look at Lorcan Calwall anymore." Alto says.

"What do you mean?" I whisper, wonder where he knows Lorcan from.

"I play basket with him and we have history and English together too. He is a nice guy and our family killed his." He whispers.

"I don't know if he knows." I whisper. And I wouldn't like to be the one to tell him. But I had to.

Sorry for being this late, time is hard to fine. :/

Very soon this chapter of Melodia and the Benedict's lifes will be over. However I'm working on the next :)

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