My face was brimming with excitement as my hands clumsily opened the envelope that had been waiting for me in my locker. My eyes scanned the piece of paper and oh boy.. such beautiful handwriting requesting me to meet at the garden outside the school. His name scribbled at the bottom of the page. Who was I to refuse such a beautiful script of words? I gently closed the metal door and raised my sleeve to my mouth, smiling against the fluff on my jacket. My body rejoiced and it began to move on its own. My steps followed to the chime of my heart as I made haste to the school garden. The tapping of my boots heard throughout the empty hall of the late afternoon. I placed the letter tenderly into my coat pocket, while almost losing my footing in the process. The double doors flew open and the winter touch met my face as I stepped outside. I round the corner of the school, seeing the gardening club area in view. Slowing my pace, I looked around to find the one who wrote me the letter. Nature was so quiet and still. The plants covered in giant trash bags, to protect them from any late night frost. The forest peeking over the wall. No view of my prince-charming. I stood there for a bit, instantly feeling glum that maybe I was either too late, or it was a prank. I did stay after school longer than usual. I was practicing in the choir room by myself. Singing. I couldn't really do it well in front of others. It was way too embarrassing! I shook my head and placed my hands to my cheeks in hopes of shooing the cold out of them. Anxiety crept up on me as I heard some very obnoxious rustling behind me.
"Geez, what do we have here?" I could feel my nose cringe a bit after recognizing that voice. I turned to the girl who stood before me. She brushed her long blonde hair behind her shoulders making it flicker in what little light there was outside. The clouds were grey, the wind was absent. Everything just felt so cold and a chill ran up my spine as the schools number one bully and her two lackeys took a step closer to me with grins on their faces. “It’s the mute girl.” One of her friends remarked. I transferred to this school beginning of winter and only having been around for two weeks, I’m starting to get teased for being quiet all the time. “Hey mute girl, do you know who we are!?” I was never good at remembering names, but there you have it.. it’s not like they cared to address me by my real name either! I kept still and quiet for the most part.
"… I'm waiting for someone." I mumbled enough so they could hear me. The girls deadpanned at me and then looked at each other, soon bursting into a synchronized laughter. Their teeth showing. Their eyes flaring. Their hair falling out of place. I felt nervous and somehow like everything that was going to happen next was entirely my fault.
Before I could react to anything else. The three girls grabbed me by the arms and dragged me away to the back of the greenhouse. I heaved as I felt my arms being squeezed tightly. I wasn't scared, I was becoming upset. It took all of their effort to shove me into this shed I never knew existed back here. Before I could push open the door, I heard a slab of wood being placed on the other side of my exit. I tried to push and pull, but to no avail.
"Don't worry, we'll notify that nerdy kid to come and pick you up later." A muffled voice said, as they then burst into laughter once more before it got quiet.
I slapped my hands on the door. “Don’t leave me!!” A dead silence, no one came back. I looked up to a tiny window that was high above. I couldn't reach it and I didn't want to damage any of the boxes that were placed around. I decided to just sit down and wait it out. Assuming they meant Ken, it would be best to wait for him. I didn't want to make this into a big deal, because then the bullying could get even worse if they see that I was frightened and angered. I looked at the tiny window before gazing at my watch. There was still light and it was 5:10pm. Fifteen minutes had passed by. Wonder where Kentin could be.. he is such a nice person, I'm sure he would do everything possible to rescue me. Despite not being good at socializing-- he made it easy to be friends with. It was getting colder in the shed and started to wish that someone could come and get me now. I was going to miss one of my favorite TV shows. Laughing at that thought, I heaved heavily and stretched my legs. I tried to stay calm, but couldn't help but let a small tear fall from my eye. Why did this have to happen to me? What have I done wrong..? My brother shouldn't have ever made us move to this city. I tried not to get in anyone's way, but well.. I'm pretty sure that trio picks on a lot of girls..! I whimpered softly as I wiped the tears now falling freely from my eyes. I rubbed my weary eyes and sighed. It felt good to cry, but this feeling in my heart wasn't doing me any good. I gave another sigh before I started to hum a little. I heard my voice echo in a strange way inside this room. I hummed again and gave out a musical note. I grabbed my small handbag and pulled out the tiny notebook I had always carried with me. I flipped the pages and soon began to sing the words that I wrote a few days ago. Feeling happier, strangely I lost time of how long I was in the room. I critiqued myself and played with the tones that the walls reflected. My hums echoed and I sang again. The notes bouncing off the walls even louder than before and continued to ring in my ear after I stopped. I scribbled on the notepad. I got up and twirled once before I stretched my arms and danced a little waltz that I learned from my brother. Suddenly the door rattled. I looked outside the window and the light was fading just a bit. My watch came to a beat of 5:45pm. I slammed the side of my fist on the door. I was relieved that Kentin had finally showed up. I listened to him hurrying to pry the door open. The wooden slab on the other side falling soundly onto crisp grassy dirt. The door latch coming undone. I placed my hands to my mouth as I saw who it was when the door came wide open. His two tone eyes flickering in the shadow, his silver hair glowing with the sun that was now finally laying on the horizion sky. Hair like pure snow tinted at the tips with a bit of darkness.
"Are you alright?"
Lysanders voice broke me free from my awe. I averted my eyes away from him and nodded once in silence. I could never speak to him whenever we crossed paths... I always wondered if he found it annoying of me for staying silent. I heard him groan a little before asking me again if I was really okay.
I patted the dirt from my jeans and reassured him with a, "Yes, thank you.. I am fine now."
I looked to him as I felt hot from his doubtful gaze. He stepped closer to me and bent down to the floor to reach for my things. He looked at my notepad.
"Moleskin paper is very nice. The texture is smooth for writing. Do you like to write?" I stood silent as I quickly took the small notepad and bag from his hold. I nodded. A relaxing silence trickled into the room for a moment before he spoke. "What were you doing in here?" I didn’t really know what to say, should I be telling him I was bullied in here? The breath transforming into fog. "N-nothing.. I was just.. writing. I didn't touch anything.." I gestured a little to the boxes and items scattered in the shed. He gave a soft sigh before he shook his head.
"That is not what I was inquiring... I meant how you got locked in here." I looked past his shoulder and out towards the garden behind him. No one in sight. I didn't want to say I was bullied, though I'm sure Lysander wouldn't tell anyone if I asked him to keep quiet. Still, I didn't want to drag him into my problems.. even if this was the person who I've admired for some time now. I wish I could tell him everything about me, but at the same time I did not want to bother him with my troubles. I shook my head as we started for the center of the garden.
"So.. that was you singing. I came out for a bit of fresh air and heard your voice coming from this place." I could feel my face melt, my hands becoming sweaty and my head and heart throbbing. Oh no, someone heard me singing--- Agggh I've embarrassed myself in front of Lysander.
"Didn't mean to annoy anyone." I mumbled as Lysander looked at me, raising his eyebrow as he gave me a questioning look.
"Do not sell yourself short. You have a beautiful voice. If you didn't sing as you had wanted, I may have not found you." I flinched a little. That’s true, who knows when Kentin would of come by.. but MY voice beautiful..!?
I felt happy, clasping my hands as if to hold on to that feeling, but as I slowly reached into my coat pocket, I gripped the paper hiding inside. My cold hands pulled out the now crumpled envelope. Realizing that it did not belong to Lysander as the letter had mentioned, I handed it to him hesitantly. He unfolded the envelope and pulled out the piece of paper inside.
He read through the meaningless words in silence, his eyes suddenly shadowed. I stared at the heterochromia that drew me close in wonder. He looked at me and not wanting to meet his eyes, I simply looked down at the ground. I took a step back as he tore the letter and the pieces fluttered to my feet. I felt a little saddened by his actions. He was totally littering, but to tear those sweet words in front of me. I knew he didn't write it, but the thought that it was possible to bond through such a way was destroyed by his hand. He walked out of the garden and I followed slowly as we both approached the front of the school. I was going to say my goodbyes as it was much too late not to be home.. looking up to him, I saw the fog emitting from his lips.
"Do you think that I am too much of a coward to ask for some of your time in person..?" I let his question sink into my thoughts before my eyes widened in realization.
"N-Not at all..! I never once thought.." My voice trailed off as my lips quivered. He was upset. Does he maybe know that I had my hopes of him way too high..? He figured out why someone locked me in the shed. He figured out that I was weak and smitten over him and someone else took advantage of it. He must feel.. gah, I’m so pathetic!!
"... I am.. So Sorry!!"
I twirled my heels as I faced the direction of my apartment and began to walk in a stiff and uncomfortable fast pace. The wind fought against my skin and my hair flipped violently before a sharp hold sprang from my right upper arm. I looked back wide-eyed as I saw Lysander's angry face. He wanted answers, he wanted something from me. What was it? Then his face relaxed and so did the tension in my body.
"Apologies, I never noticed." He softly spoke. Oh no, so he's figuring out now, that I have a crush--
"You were being bullied. Possibly why you avoid me so much. Pardon me.. if you hate me. I hope you do not honestly think I am in some way involved in these pranks."
I looked at him, my eyes in shock. He was still oblivious..!? I mentally smiled at the wave of relief that came over me. I shook my head and hands resting my eyes at the ground.
"Never.. once thought that. From what I’ve seen, Lysander is a very good person.." I mumbled and continued to look down at our feet, hoping he wouldn't point out that I was probably turning red from the face. I heard him sighing as he stepped a little closer to me. I looked up to him and seeing his eyes, some how calmed all of my emotions. I stepped back and looked around to see the area was empty of people.
"Can I hear you again?" he asked. I blinked and must have been staring at him like an idiot as he felt the need to explain.
"I mean your singing. I would like, if we can practice together some time." I nodded my head up and down. Was Lysander in choir as well? I mentally kicked myself for not knowing anything about him, but I felt so happy. I had to restrain myself from glomping this guy.
"That’s okay with me. I'll see you later."
I waved to him as I began to leave him at the school entrance. My breath leaving a trail of fog. I looked back and saw him still staring out at me. I smiled a little and continued walking all the way to my apartment. I had to write these feelings that were bursting from me. I could finally have the chance to express my feelings to him with my voice.
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