THREE

"Enjoy your lunch."

I looked up at one of the cafeteria staff as I checked out my tray filled with nothing but a ham and cheese sandwich, water bottle, and apple. Sarah smiled at me, and I ignored her.

I wasn't in the mood to be happy for lunch. Because for me, I'm just going to stuff them in my backpack, place the tray on top of the trash, and head out to the top of the roof.

Not much showing myself eating in a place with most of the whole school where different groups of people stay within that border. You have jocks, cheerleaders, the popular crowd, the geeks, the skaters, the emos, the valedictorian, and there sits the drama club. Now that's the group I wanted to avoid the most.

I didn't want to be tempted by them: I just practiced lines, danced, and sang. Out of all the schools in Long Beach, we have the best singers and visuals, making us the number one best musical performance.

Lion King, Beauty, and the Beast, Peter Pan, anything with songs that create the storyline much more exciting and gives chills to others.

As a kid, I had that feeling of being on the stage, but now I don't linger around it, just waiting for the opportunity to be under the spotlight.

I reached the roof without seeing the fresh, clean air whiff through me, sending my hair dancing. I took a spot to sit and eat alone while listening to my music.

I am closing my eyes and chewing slowly as I nod my head to the rhythms. Suddenly, without thinking, I began to sing.

No one can rewrite the stars

How can you say you'll be mine?

Everything keeps up apart

And I'm not the one you were meant to find

It's not up to you; it's not up to me

When everyone tells us what we can be

How can we rewrite the stars?

Say that the world can be ours

Tonight...

As I sang along, somehow, the music playing through my earphone had an echo. It was Zac Eron, Zendaya, and a third person singing.

Is my earphone acting up again?

It happens sometimes, and I would get fussy over earphones. Skull Candy has the worst quality, but it's cheap to buy. I had iPhone earphones that came with it, but they broke when Paris pushed me down while I untangled the wire. Then, as I tried to grab it, her heel stepped on it. She and her friends continued their walk as they laughed. I had to purchase cheap earphones in a nearby store. I didn't want to ask Athena or Ares to buy me headsets when I knew the same thing would happen to them if I did ask. So I kept my mouth shut and stuck with the lousy quality earphones.

Confused, I pulled one plug out of my ear and looked at it when the voice became more evident, more harmonic, and in sync with the song. Someone's voice is excellent, especially with reasonable control of his singing. It wasn't the song playing through my earphone. It was an actual voice. That when I looked up through my bangs, my eyes grew wide.

Liam Wolfe is singing right in front of me.

I learned of his name once Jordan announced the new students from Hawaii. The twins, Logan and Liam Wolfe. And apparently, my new desk neighbors. Liam had shorter hair and sat on my left, which gave me a handsome smile, knowing he's a people person. With the coat over his shoulders, Logan sat on my right. He defended me from Paris's vicious tongue and lay his head on the desk for the rest of the class period. It means he's just a lay-back guy.

I have them in Jordan's class practically every class, but I also hope they aren't in music class because I have enough of them sitting next to me as if I need the company. The boys in the class are confused while the girls sit in their seats, drooling over the new hula boys from Hawaii. No doubt they are more handsome than most of the boys in school. Throughout the whole three periods, Logan feels asleep. I didn't want to linger around him, knowing his behavior could affect my boring life. If he wanted to sleep, he should have stayed home.

I avoid people who want to sit next to me because of what they say. Everybody who learned about that tragic accident knew how I was the only one alive. Now that Liam is in front of me singing Rewrite the Stars from the movie The Greatest Showman. I became still.

My heart was racing, and I was beginning to panic. I thought no one was here. I thought I was the only one about the roof access because no one was allowed on top of the roof, but I wasn't alone anymore.

"Love that song," he smiles. "So, what are you doing up here?"

How the hell did he know I was up here? And what the hell is he doing here?

I didn't realize it at first, but then I heard the door for the exit, the only door up here slammed. I could have sworn I saw a girl run inside and disappear to hide the embarrassment she was up here with a guy.

And I inwardly rolled my eyes.

He brought a girl up here to score.

I tried not to show annoyance on my face which only made Liam smile brighter.

"I didn't mean to ruin your lunch. I just heard some noise here and thought the janitor caught me, but it seems I find you were singing," he brushed his hair back and fixed up his shirt. "Beautiful voice, by the way. I felt like I was in Sunday mass, right bro?"

Bro?

I heard a zipper noise as I found my eyes on Logan as he walked around the air vent, putting on his shirt; I took a glimpse of his abs, made my face turn red while he tied his hair into a low-cut bun.

I couldn't contain how hot my face was, so I had to look away before he could get a look at my tomato face.

Suddenly, I saw a girl with brunette wavy hair come up behind Logan and went to his side with her hair, clothes, and makeup all messed and smeared. She looks oddly familiar, but I couldn't see her whole face so I couldn't determine who she was. I didn't need a second guess that he and his brother were both up here trying to get some...

UGH!

Is that what all men want from women to give head. Seriously, out of all the places, why couldn't they have done it at home or somewhere else where I could relax and enjoy my lunch on the roof.

This is embarrassing and not to mention awkward. If I knew someone was up here beside me, I would have eaten in the girls' bathroom.

"See, you later Logan," The brunette wrapped around Logan's waist and kissed his cheek. "Thanks for lunch," licking her lips and then hurrying back inside the school.

Liam watched the girl leave, she seems familiar. Her head turned as our eyes made eye contact and a small smirk plastered on her face.

What the hell?