I decided that since the chapters are short, I'd upload another today. SO I own nothing blah blah blah…. And enjoy
Chapter 2: Cat's POV Monday
Haley stops in the middle of the hallway and turns to face me.
"Look here, emo-girl. Just because Mrs. Colmes asked me to show you around, that doesn't mean I want your pathetic face following me around all day, so just go away."
"Fine by me," I shrug, "your whore stench was bugging me anyway."
"You little bitch! You can't talk to me like that!" her hand swings out and slaps me. I don't even notice, as I pull my arm back and punch her in the mouth. Before Haley can hit me back, someone steps between us to shield me. Just as I'm about to tell them to fuck off and that I don't need help, I recognize the person. It's Josh.
"Oh look here," Haley taunts, "how surprising, the emo kids protecting each other. What Josh? Think if you find a girl as fucked up as you that she would actually want you? What would you do for a date, drug up and cut yourselves together; how romantic." Her lip curls into a sneer at the last word.
I want so badly to punch her again. I look up at Josh and I'm shocked to see that his face is flat and composed. The only emotion I can see is a twinge of sorrow in his eyes. I stow that thought away, promising to revaluate it later.
Realizing that she's not going to get a reaction out of Josh, Haley huffs in annoyance and stomps down the hallway.
Josh sighs and turns to look at me. "I can't leave you alone for a minute, can I?" he smirks at me.
"I didn't need your help," I point out.
"No you can definitely stand up for yourself," he says, still smirking, "but I doubt you wanted to get suspended on your first day of school for fighting."
I roll my eyes, but I know he's right. "Well thanks I guess," I mumble out.
"So since you scared your student guide away, do you want me to walk you to your first class?" Josh asks me.
"Sure," I reply glancing at my schedule, "first I have Calculus."
Josh looks at me with his eyebrow raised. "So you're smart? Damn," he mumbles.
I don't think I meant to hear that so I don't respond. We walk silently the rest of the way to my class and when we get there Josh once again tilts his head and leaves without a word. I walk into the classroom and everyone stares at me, whispering and laughing quietly. I head to the back of the room and sit down. I pull out my notebook hoping I could write some more before class starts. I'm halfway through the second verse when the teacher calls the class to attention. I ignore her, determined to finish this verse before I lose my train of thought.
"Catherine," I hear my full name being called, "would you please share with the rest of the class what is so important for you to be writing that you would ignore me?"
Shit, the teacher noticed I wasn't paying attention. "I would rather not," I reply hoping she would drop it. Thankfully she does. The rest of the morning passes pretty uneventfully. But then the bell rings for lunch. I notice that I have band right afterwards so maybe I can ditch lunch and hang out in the band room. I grab my guitar and walk away from the cafeteria. As I walk towards the door to the band room, I hear someone singing and playing the piano. Whoever it is has the most amazing voice. As I get closer to the door I can hear the lyrics.
"Everyone's around, no words are coming out.
And I can't find my breathe, can we just say the rest with no sound.
And I know this isn't enough, I still don't measure up.
And I'm not prepared, sorry is never there when you need it.
And I do want you know I hold you up above everyone.
And I do want you know I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you.
I would.
Thought I saw a sign, somewhere between the lines.
Maybe it's me, maybe I only see, what I want.
But I still have your letter, just got caught between
Someone I just invented, and who I really am and who I've become.
And I do want you know I hold you up above everyone.
And I do want you know I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you.
Woahh
You bring me higher.
Yeah.
I would.
And I do want you know I hold you up above everyone.
And I do want you know I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you.
I'd be good to you,
I'd be good to you,
I'd be so good to you."
When the song finishes I turn and walk away from the band room, not wanting to get caught listening to such a private moment. I spend the rest of lunch hiding out in the bathroom thinking about my mystery singer. When the bell rings I leave the bathroom and go back to band.
When I walk through the door I look through the faces sitting in the class, wondering if one of them could be my mystery singer. I see Josh sitting in the back with the rest of the guitars so I try to forget about it and I go to sit by him. I spend the rest of the class stuck in the daze that only my guitar could put me in.
I go to the rest of my classes but I can't stop thinking about my mystery singer, I have to find out who he is.
