A/N: Hi people! Sorry, I didn't come here for a while... I was very busy with school things... But now I'm back bringing a new chapter! I hope you like it :)
I don't own How to Rock or any music mentioned in this story.
Chapter 3:
Stevie's P.O.V
I go to my locker and unlock it. When I'm picking up the books, I remember how nervous Zander had been earlier today… With everything that happened today, I'd forgotten about this matter.
But what does Zander wanted to tell me? It was certainly not ask if I could rehearse with him… the way he was nervous, it should be a very important thing, because it's simply not normal to see the Zander Robbins nervous in front of a girl…!
Mush less when this girl it's me! I don't know Zander for a long time, but we've been friends since we met, and he was never nervous in front of me or any other girl.
I'm withdrawing of my mind when I hear the bell to enter the room. I shake my head, coming back to reality; I close the locker and walk to Mr. March's class.
I enter the room and see a vacant seat next to Zander. When I sit down, he smiles at me. I smile back, but still I think of what happened to him earlier… I shake my head again, trying to concentrate in class, longing to come to end, since this is the last class of the day, so I can go rehearse.
Zander's P.O.V
Stevie enters the Mr. March's class and sits on the seat next to me. When she does this, I smile at her. She smiled back but, for some reason, I feel that she's bothered by something… But I don't know by what.
I think a little. Earlier today, after I asked if she could rehearse with me (although it wasn't what I wanted to say), she seemed a little nervous, as if trying to hide something.
She said she had to do a biology exercises that she had not done, but it seems strange… It's not normal Stevie be delayed in an exercise. Even her not being nerd, Stevie tries to do everything at the right time.
At one point, I realized that I was a long time staring at Stevie and, so far, I didn't pay attention to anything that Mr. March said.
I shake my head, trying to focus on his class and wanting to ignore my previous thoughts. After class, I'll ask Stevie what's wrong… maybe it's just my impression.
Stevie's P.O.V
Finally the class was over (well, not exactly, Mr. March liberated us earlier), and I'm running to my locker to keep my stuff and pick up the ukulele that Zander gave me. I don't know why, but I think the song I wrote is better with the ukulele's sound as background musical.
I get to my locker and I keep my books; when I'm about to pick up the ukulele, I feel someone's arm around my shoulders. I turn and see Zander, smiling at me.
"Hey, Steves!" He greets, using the nickname he gave me.
"Hi…" I say, colder than usual. I didn't take out of the head that Zander is hiding me something.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asks, taking his arm off my shoulders.
"Nothing…!" I lie. I only don't want Zander to be troubled with my suspicions. If he wanted to tell me was so important to he can't it at that time, surely he will not get now…
"Stevie, I know when you're bothered by something. So tell me, what is it?"
"That's true…" I think; it just seems like Zander always know when something bothers me, and he knows me better than anyone. But still, I preferred to lie:
"Zander, it's nothing! Forget it!"
Zander folds his arms and looks into my eyes, like if trying to read me. But, as I remain seemingly quiet, he ignores.
"Hum… Do you remember our conversation earlier today?" He asks.
"Yes…"
"So, after that I asked if you could rehearse with me, you seemed a little nervous…" Well, I thought he had ignored…
"And do you know what more? You said you had to do a biology exercise… but we both have biology class together and don't have any more recent exercise that the teacher passed…"
I gulped; I'd forgotten this detail… "So I'm later than I thought!" I say, really having hope that he will swallow this.
"No, Stevie! You aren't! You never late with an exercise! What are you hiding?" And there goes my hope!
"And what are you hiding, Zander?" I say, closing my locker with force and turning to look at him. I'm getting a little irritated.
"What are you talking about?"
"Zander, today you asked me if I could rehearse with you, but the way you got nervous, it certainly wasn't what you wanted to tell me…"
He freezes. "Hum… I… hum… How can you be sure it wasn't what I wanted to say…?"
"Because we've rehearsed together several times and you never got nervous. Moreover, it's not normal to see you nervous in front of a girl!"
Zander looks down, with a little smile in the corner of the lips. "Well… you were the first…" He says, with a sweet and timid way, running a hand through his hair.
I bite my lower lip, trying to hide a smile that I, frankly, don't know why it appeared on my lips. But I admit that I was surprised by what he said, even more this way. Was I the first girl who did Zander getting nervous?!
I shake my head slightly, trying to forget these thoughts and remain strong and hard with Zander.
"So… what do you really wanted to tell me?" I ask, crossing my arms.
He sighs, conforming to the fact that he has no choice. "Ok… you won…! What I wanted to know was if you would like to…"
Zander is interrupted by the finish's bell of classes. Several students begin to fill the school hallways which, before, were practically empty.
"I think we better talk about it later… alone…" Zander said. And before I could answer, he's already turning around and going away from me, out of the school.
I sigh; I came so close to find out what he's hiding… I try to ignore what happened and concentrate on what I came to do here (in addition to keep the material, of course).
I get about 20 minutes stopped in my locker, waiting until the hallway is empty. After all the students go out and I check if I'm really alone, I open my locker and get my ukulele. I close it and I go running through the halls to get the bandroom.
When I'm in a hallway near the bandroom, I bump in someone and let my ukulele fall. I down to pick it up and see that, luckily, it didn't break.
"Sorry, Stevie…" I hear the person who I bumped says.
I look up and see Justin Cole. He extends his hand toward me, so he can helps me stand up, and I, very hesitant, caught his hand and I'm standing. So that I get up, I quickly loose his hand and look down.
"Hi Justin…" I almost whisper.
"Hi!" He replies cheerfully. "Again, sorry for bumping in you…"
"No problem…!" I say. It's been a few seconds in an awkward silence, until Justin said, with a small smile:
"You know, until it ended up being good I've bumped in you…"
I scrunch my eyebrows. "Why?"
"Because I wanted to ask you something… you know the ball is near…"
"And…" I make a gesture for him to continue.
"And I was wondering if you would like to be my date." He takes a step forward, closer to me. I step back; for some reason, I didn't like mush of our proximity.
I pass the question he asked me in my mind. If he had asked me this question last year (A/N: Now, they're in the second year of the High School. It's like everything in the series has already happened), I would have accepted without hesitation. But now things changed, I'm not in love with Justin… but I don't understand why I wasn't happy with the invitation… I still like a little him… I think…!
"So… do you go to ball with me…?" He asks again, looks like he's starting to get a little nervous…
"Hum… I… I'll think… Tomorrow I give you the answer…" I say, going out of close him as quickly possible, and making my way to the bandroom.
Honestly, I wanted to say no. I don't know why, but I felt uncomfortable around Justin… which is very strange… But whatever the reason, something tells me that, surely, it's the same that made me write the music that I will rehearse today! Although I don't know what one thing has to do with the other…!
Finally I get the bandroom and, after closing the door, I sit on the couch, placing the ukulele's strap around me. When I've straightened me, I start to play the rhythm and to sing with all my emotion (Bubbly, by Colbie Caillat. The lyrics are according to the cover by Lulu Antariksa):
"I've been awake for a while now
You've got me feelin' like a child now
'Cause every time I see your bubbly face
I get the tingles in a silly place
It starts in my toes, and I crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes I always know
That you make me smile, please, stay for a while now
Just take your time wherever you go
But what am I gonna say
When you make me feel this way?
I just, mmm
It starts in my soul, and I lose all control
When you kiss my nose, the feelin' shows
And you make me smile, please, just take your time now
Holdin' me tight
I've been asleep for a while now
You tucked me in just like a child now
'Cause every time you hold me in your arms
I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth
It starts in my soul, and I lose all control
When you kiss my nose, the feelin' shows
'Cause you make me smile, please, take your time now
Holdin' me tight
Wherever, wherever, wherever you go
Wherever, wherever, wherever you go"
I just sing and let out a sigh, smiling. The music I wrote was… good! But, suddenly, I hear applause coming from the door. I thought I was alone! I take a scare and, wide-eyed, I turn quickly to see…
A/N: So, what do you think? Do you loved it? Do you hated it? Sorry, it's more like a filler chapter… but, how it was to have been to the last chapter, I just added a few things… and I wanted to stop by here… But if you liked it or not, please, review! I really want to know you opinion!
Bye people! :)