What Makes You Different Ch. 7
Fox walked into the gym late in the afternoon on Wednesday, relieved that he hadn't bumped into Theresa, or at least not face to face. It was bound to happen soon seeing that their high school was pretty small. It was a close call on Tuesday; he saw her in the distance. Although she wasn't facing him, he could recognize her anywhere. She was talking to a group of her friends. As soon as he saw her, he stood there for a minute, wondering if he should approach her. Then he turned around and walked the opposite way in order to not confront her. He couldn't bare the thought of all the emotions that may surface if he sees her. He didn't like the feeling of actually feeling guilt or any other type of emotion besides indifference. No one had ever had this type of effect on him, and it scared, no, it terrified him. This is why he devoted himself to preparing for the dance. He's been busy finding a band to play at the dance and making sure everyone else was doing their jobs. Anything that kept his mind off of Ms. Lopez- fitzgerald was a good thing.
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Listening to her Walkman, Theresa began sketching the gym in a sketchbook. She wanted to draw the layout on paper to see which decoration idea would work best. One of her favorite songs was playing on the CD that Melissa made her. She began singing along with the CD. Young girl, don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl, it's all right
Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream
Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems
No one ever wants or bothers to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and what it means When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within As Fox walked towards the gym, he heard a voice like an angel singing. Young girl, don't hide
You'll never change if you just run away
Young girl, just hold tight
And soon you're gonna see your brighter day Wondering where the music was coming from, he quietly walked into the gym. At the sight of her, he stood there frozen. Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed
It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold
When you're lost outside look inside to your soul His feet were planted to the floor, unable to move as the beautiful voice captivated his heart. He leaned against a wall, closing his eyes as he took in the lyrics. When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within Theresa continued drawing, unaware of another person's presence. She was always oblivious to things around her when she drew or sang. It was as if she was the only person in a world that was innocent and inviting filled with no drama. It was a world that she cherished being in. Yeah...
Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you're learning
You'll find all you'll ever need to know As Fox continued to quietly listen, a loud "ettchuu" echoed in the gym. You'll make i--- The sneeze scared Theresa, and she turned around to see who was in the room with her. A pair of dark brown eyes looked straight into hers. She quickly turned her gaze towards the floor, embarrassed that he heard her sing. Actually, she was embarrassed if anyone heard her sing. It was something did when she was alone. She was even too shy to sing in front of Mama, Luis, Miguel and Antonio. "Why did you stop? It was lovely. You have a beautiful voice." "Umm...I was just about to leave anyways," Theresa said. She could feel her face turning scarlet red. She began to walk past him, but a hand grabbed her arm, and she stopped dead in her tracks. "Theresa, please don't go just yet," he pleaded.
Fox walked into the gym late in the afternoon on Wednesday, relieved that he hadn't bumped into Theresa, or at least not face to face. It was bound to happen soon seeing that their high school was pretty small. It was a close call on Tuesday; he saw her in the distance. Although she wasn't facing him, he could recognize her anywhere. She was talking to a group of her friends. As soon as he saw her, he stood there for a minute, wondering if he should approach her. Then he turned around and walked the opposite way in order to not confront her. He couldn't bare the thought of all the emotions that may surface if he sees her. He didn't like the feeling of actually feeling guilt or any other type of emotion besides indifference. No one had ever had this type of effect on him, and it scared, no, it terrified him. This is why he devoted himself to preparing for the dance. He's been busy finding a band to play at the dance and making sure everyone else was doing their jobs. Anything that kept his mind off of Ms. Lopez- fitzgerald was a good thing.
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Listening to her Walkman, Theresa began sketching the gym in a sketchbook. She wanted to draw the layout on paper to see which decoration idea would work best. One of her favorite songs was playing on the CD that Melissa made her. She began singing along with the CD. Young girl, don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl, it's all right
Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream
Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems
No one ever wants or bothers to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and what it means When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within As Fox walked towards the gym, he heard a voice like an angel singing. Young girl, don't hide
You'll never change if you just run away
Young girl, just hold tight
And soon you're gonna see your brighter day Wondering where the music was coming from, he quietly walked into the gym. At the sight of her, he stood there frozen. Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed
It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold
When you're lost outside look inside to your soul His feet were planted to the floor, unable to move as the beautiful voice captivated his heart. He leaned against a wall, closing his eyes as he took in the lyrics. When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within Theresa continued drawing, unaware of another person's presence. She was always oblivious to things around her when she drew or sang. It was as if she was the only person in a world that was innocent and inviting filled with no drama. It was a world that she cherished being in. Yeah...
Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you're learning
You'll find all you'll ever need to know As Fox continued to quietly listen, a loud "ettchuu" echoed in the gym. You'll make i--- The sneeze scared Theresa, and she turned around to see who was in the room with her. A pair of dark brown eyes looked straight into hers. She quickly turned her gaze towards the floor, embarrassed that he heard her sing. Actually, she was embarrassed if anyone heard her sing. It was something did when she was alone. She was even too shy to sing in front of Mama, Luis, Miguel and Antonio. "Why did you stop? It was lovely. You have a beautiful voice." "Umm...I was just about to leave anyways," Theresa said. She could feel her face turning scarlet red. She began to walk past him, but a hand grabbed her arm, and she stopped dead in her tracks. "Theresa, please don't go just yet," he pleaded.