Chapter 3
Music class had ended and Bella again stayed late in school to play the guitar her teacher brought in for her after school. She sat on the chair and strummed the strings. She played a few small notes and then in a few minutes, she really got into the music. She was so into it that she started singing.
Oh, a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
High above, you can hear the church bells start to ring
And as the heaviness, oh as the heaviness, the body settles in
Somewhere you could hear, a mother sing
She immediately stopped singing as she realized what just happened.
"Did you write that song?"
She turned around to see Michael, shocking her.
"Okay, are you stalking me or something?"
"No. I forgot something so I came back here and I just heard you."
"Oh…you don't take the bus?"
"No. I hate the bus."
Bella giggled. "Me too. Well, to answer your question, no…I haven't written that song…yet anyway. I don't know, it just came to me…"
"Sometimes your brain tricks you like that. You have words or thoughts stuck up in your head and you don't even know it until you let it out a certain way at a certain time. Obviously playing your guitar was the certain way," he explained, sitting next to her.
"Yeah…that makes sense, or it sounds like it makes sense. You are smart, after all."
He grinned.
"Can I ask you another question? If it's too personal, then you don't have to answer it. It's nothing like the virgin question, I promise," she asked.
"Okay…"
"Why did your skin change?"
"I have a skin disease. It's called vitiligo, and it causes the skin pigmentation to lose its color. It runs on my father's side. Unfortunately, I will become whiter than this, but hopefully not too soon. But as of right now, I do have vitiligo scars."
"Scars?"
"Patches of white skin on my body. Mostly on my chest."
"Oh…I'm so sorry, Michael…does it hurt?"
"It caused me to be a little insecure, yes. But it doesn't hurt. But I am allergic to the sun, which is why I carry an umbrella with me all the time."
"Oh, I see…I'm sorry."
"It's fine. I'm okay."
She smiled. "Well, I guess I better be going."
"Want me to walk you home?"
"…Yeah. Yeah, I'd like that," she smiled wider at his generosity. Bella left the guitar by the teacher's office and the two left the school and started walking towards her house.
"What a nice afternoon," Michael commented, looking at the clouds and sky changing into warm colors. The clouds were orangey-pink and the sky near the horizon was a light purple-blue. To top it all off, there was a beautiful scarlet sun just on the horizon.
"Yeah, it is. Warm too. It's not like a sauna or something; it's just a nice warm feeling. Kind of like the feeling when you did something nice for someone and seeing their happy reaction makes you feel all giddy inside. You know?"
"Yeah," he agreed with a bit of chuckling.
"I'm sorry, I ramble a lot. It's a habit."
"It's fine. I actually like talkative people in a way."
"What do you mean, 'in a way,'?"
"Like, you can learn some things from talkative people sometimes. But there are just some talkative people where they just talk about their entire day or how amazing their hair is."
Bella belched out a laugh. "Nice one. Well, thanks. I think."
"You're welcome."
Like before, they got into Bella's neighborhood in just a matter of minutes.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked.
"Hm?"
"How did you know my full name?"
"Well, teachers do say your full name before they ask you if you have a nickname, you know."
"Oh…well yeah. But why do you call me by my full name then?"
"Because Marybella is a unique name."
"You really think so?"
"Of course. It's a very pretty name."
She slightly blushed. "Thank you…"
"You're welcome."
'He's so polite…' She thought. She also noticed that the more he talked to her, the more he moved out of his shell. Maybe he just feels comfortable around her. Maybe perhaps he likes her…
No. She needs to listen to Roxanne. But who is she to listen to her when Roxanne had sex with over five guys? She shouldn't listen to her. She doesn't control her life.
He was just so irresistible. The way he looked, the way he talked, the way he made her feel, the way how he made her breathless and her pulse race.
She had to admit it. It was true. She was falling for him.
Oh dear, this is short, I didn't realize...BUT I'll get the next chapter up tonight! After I'm finished with homework! XD