Melody's POV:"Are you sure it was me, he called?" I asked the office assistant one more time.She looked at me impatiently and nodded with a smile that was supposed to be polite."Okay." I muttered before making me way out.Just as I had came out from the literature class, the office assistant had stopped me in the hallway asking me to come in the office. According to her, Mr Brown wanted me to see him in his office.He's probably going to ask why I wasn't present in the session yesterday.And I will probably lie."Come in, Ms Pierce." I heard his voice just as I stopped in front of the door.Was he waiting for me all along?Maybe he'll call dad in front of me and make sure I didn't skip lessons next time.Whatever it was, I still made my way inside. The room was just like the other day I came here. The shelf lined with books about sciences and psychology. The clear glass desk with the black globe situated in the corner. And right behind it was Mr Brown seated on the plush green chai
Melody's POV:I jumped in my position when I felt something cold touch my back. Turning around, I glared at Amelia."I was just making sure you didn't loose your sense of touch too." She said narrowing her eyes at me.I lowered my eyes, turning back to the cafeteria's line. I must've got lost in my thoughts again."Is something bothering you?" She asked from behind me.I opened my mouth then shut it close. What guarantee did I have of what my mouth would say? Would she even understand the nightmare I had?"No. I just had little sleep yesterday." I muttered taking a tray.She nodded taking a tray too. When we got seated on one of the cafeteria tables, I took the apple gazing at it."So I heard about the Valentine's Dance the college's having." She said between munching her cookie. "You coming?"I leaned back in my chair, still not taking a bite of my apple. My stomach felt heavy since I woke up. I don't even know if I'll ever have an appetite without looking back at that dream again."
Melody's POV:Just like I had heard, some people were around the corner of the hallway holding brochures for the Valentine's Dance.But that wasn't what stopped me. It was the thing those girls were talking about."Who knows if Brody takes me to the dance?" The Asian girl gushed.I knew I shouldn't be eavesdropping on their conversation, but I had heard something. I wasn't retreating back until I was sure.The girl next to her with dark red streaks in her hair rolled her eyes, before turning and slamming a poster on the wall. Just like I had imagined, those posters were a mixture of reds and reds.Another reason for me to not attend it. "I heard there are special guests accounted for the Dance." The blonde head said.I cornered against the locker I was hiding behind."Don't even think about it, Angie." The girl who just slammed the poster, said. "I'm going on that dance with him. With Asher Martinez."I knew it!"You are definitely crazy. He's a special guest. Not someone who you can
Melody's POV:"Grandma!" I rushed forward giving her a big hug.The familiar scent of vanilla enveloped me as she hugged me back."Ah, my sweetpie is here." She said hugging me back.Grandma was my favorite person in the family I had. Of course, I didn't know her. She wasn't even familiar. But the way she had been there with me back at the hospital. Trying to make me feel better each day, I couldn't help but open up towards her."You must be hungry. Come on." She said pulling me alongside her.I laughed as I managed to close the door before getting dragged by her. She was one of the cuddliest and funniest grandmas.I dropped down on the couch looking at her as she brought chocolate chip cookies to me."Where's everyone?" I asked while munching on one cookie."Ah, they have gone to one of Lucy's family wedding." She said caressing my hair."Tristan?""He is in the college. He knew perfectly well, if he came here, I would've dragged him around until he cleaned every bits of his dirty ro
Melody's POV:I smiled against him feeling something flutter inside me. We stayed like that for a while until I realized I had to go back. I pulled away but not too much, since he didn't let me."I've got to go. There is-" I stopped when I realized that Grandma was already watching us.I didn't even realize when she got out."Grandma." I finished before pulling away in surprise.Asher turned too before a grin formed on his face."Why didn't you tell you got out?" I asked her with a frown.She gave me a pointed smile."Well, who am I to interupt such a cute moment?" She asked.I cleared my throat, signalling her to not do this here. Instead, she kept on smiling."Why don't you two lovebirds come inside before you freeze to death?" She suggested.I closed my eyes, hoping Asher didn't listen."You do not have to go back, do you?" She asked Asher.As I opened my eyes, I saw Asher looking a bit surprised at the situation. I wish grandma would get the clue.I was about to say something when
Melody's POV:I was in a cafeteria.It looked like a school. A high school judging by the teenagers roaming around, crowding the tables, eating or gossiping their way towards the lunch line.Except it wasn't like that.Everyone was silent in the cafeteria. As if everyone had been pulled into silence. Not forcefully since most of them looked curious or surprised. I had no idea what had gotten everybody's attention. All I knew was that mostly, the glances were directed towards the table where a group of boys sat or it was towards me.They were looking at me.The possibility that people were looking at me in a flashback made me want to throw up. But that quickly disappeared when I realized that it wasn't me they were looking at. They were looking at the girl behind me.Melody.It felt like I was looking in a mirror. But she looked so different from...me. Something looked different in her. Something that I couldn't understand. She was wearing an oversized hoodie with a curtain of hair hi
Melody's POV:A concussion.That's what the doctor said it was when I woke up in the hospital bed. According to them, it had been few hours since I was out. "...this possible?" I trained my thoughts back on what Dad was saying.All I knew was that the news of me in the hospital had gone to dad somehow, probably through grandma, and now he was here when he should've been attending the wedding.Thankfully, Lucy didn't. I already felt guilty of pulling dad into this. I hated being in this hospital bed more than anything. Nothing was making me feel better.Especially, the looks everyone was giving me. Like it was my fault somebody gave me those pills which I felt too intrigued to take and fall in a...concussion.Grandma placed her hand on my shoulder, rubbing it comfortingly. "It's all fine, dear. Your dad's just a tad bit worried. That's all. He'll be fine." She reassured me.I looked back at dad who was talking with the doctor, a deep frown on his forehead. The thing that he was stil
Melody's POV:I took my coffee and headed for a table to sit on. It was the nearest café I could find this early morning. Because I felt like I wouldn't be able to open my eyes even a little bit if I don't get coffee.Especially since I had been busy all night between biology and stuff that concerned me. Which was a lot.I took the sip of the very extra strong coffee. I didn't usually drink this. I didn't drink coffee either. Looking out from the transparent glass walls, I saw the basic view of early morning Orlando.Most of the people hadn't even woken up yet. Except those who needed their coffee. Like me.I took out my phone, looking at the screen. I don't know what I was looking at. I wanted to call Asher. But what would I say? What you need to tell him!I know I practically panicked back at the hospital in front of him. I still do when I think about that pill box. But would he even believe me? It sounded too irrational even to my own self.He wasn't in that flashback. Did I even