Secret

I sat at my keyboard, my hands placed softly on the keys as I waited for inspiration to hit. Although I'd been seating here for two hours already doing nothing but aimlessly hitting the black and white keys, I'm dedicated to completing the song. I really had to write it, the music had been blocking itself up inside of me for days and it was ready to come out, wether or not my Muse is ready. I sighed and hit a couple more notes before my phone started to ring on my bed.

I glanced over at it as I tried to decide if I really wanted to answer it or not. After the second ring I decided I might as well. "It's not liek this song is getting done today." I mumbled to myself as I scooped teh phoen off of my bed and pushed the talk button.

"Hello." I mumbled into the phone, sitting back down next to my keyboard.

"I have a secret." I heard the voice on teh other end mumble and I let out a laugh. Troy Bolton, he thinks he's something and just because I may agree doesn't really mean much.

"Oh really." I replied hitting a couple of the high notes of the keyboard. I wanted them to sing a melody to mean something. But they sounded like noise.

"Yep. And I bet you want to know what it is." He told me and I shook my head as I pressed the phone between my head and shoulder so that I could place both hands on the keyboard.

"Well if you say so." I told him and I heard him laugh, it's a game for us. Make one of us laugh and then the other on and on for hours. It's our favorite thing to do, and I love it. We're not dating or anything but we're boarding stupid love that's for sure. It might actually be annoying to listen to us. But we usually do it when it's just the two of us locked away in a closet, room or on the phone.

"I do say so." Troy rebuttled and I laughed again. This could go on for hours. Hours that I don't really have,
needing to write a song and all.

"You know what, I'm actually trying to compose a musical masterpeice here Troy. What's teh big secret?" I asked my tone still light like it always is in these conversation of ours.

"Well I could tell you...but then I'd have to kill you." He told me and I burst otu laughing, that boy really does somethign to me. I could laugh with him for hours and hours and never feel bored or anything else.

"Then why did you call me again?" I asked him and he laughed.

"So I coudl hear your voice and you randomly hitting keys trying to write your masterpiece." He told me and I could really hear the sincerity in his voice. He sounded deep and sweet and like he really meant what he was saying.

"Oh." I breathed out hitting a couple of chords together, that sounded at least halfway decent.

"I liked that." Troy said and I smiled down at my keyboard.

"Are you listening to me?" I asked him putting on a fake annoyed voice. I always did hate it when other people heard me writing. I never liked that. I only like people to hear my music when I think it's done and ready for others to hear. But with Troy it was different. It felt really nice actually. Which is weird,
not one has ever had me acting like this.

"Yeah." He answered adn I heard him rattle in the background. And then I wanted to know his secret and I wanted to know it for real.

"What's your secret?" I asked him and I heard him move the phone in his hair.

"My secret is that...you're beautiful." He told me and I felt my heartbeat in a fast and awkward pace. Troy Bolton. He's really amazing.

I picked my phone back up with my hand and looked intently at the white keys on my keyboard. "I have a secret too." I told him and I heard him let out a small chuckle.

"Oh yeah, what?" He asked and I took a deep breath before blurting out the words that sounded like the write thing to say.

"I love your secrets."