Hey, gurls!

Okay, I have to be honest: I keep expecting to be busy.

But lately, I've had a LOT of time to write.

Shocking!

But anyway, let's keep going on this, shall we?

*Avi POV*

I couldn't explain how I knew.

I just knew that there was someone in my room.

I continued looking over at the chair beside me, expecting someone to be sitting there.

But the chair was still empty.

Then I saw a light shimmer in the chair, in the shape of a person.
The shimmer quickly took form, and before I knew it, a boy was sitting in the previously vacant chair.

His skin was dark brown, and he looked about as tall as me.

I sighed in relief, grateful that I had been right about my suspicions.

"Hi," I said quietly, so that I didn't scare away this dark, yet familiar stranger. (A/N: Subtle Oz ref. I know.)

The boy smiled, and I found myself drawn to the fact that his smile was most visible in his dark eyes.

"What's your name?" I asked.

He looked a bit shocked, as if nobody had asked him that in a very long time.

"Kevin," he replied in a soft voice, almost as if the wind had whispered his name for him.

"Thank you," I said, "For helping me, and for letting me see you."

He nodded, but it looked as if he was afraid he would get in trouble.

Then I heard the front door open, and I heard Dad call "Avi?"

"Up here!" I called back, my eyes never leaving Kevin's.

"Don't go, please," I whispered to him, but he shook his head.

"I can't stay," he whispered back, "I shouldn't have appeared anyway."

And before I could say or do anything else, he vanished.

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The next day, I walked to school, a bit sad.

And it didn't take long for other people to notice.

"What's wrong, Avi?" Tyler asked when I joined the group.

"Nothing," I muttered.

Tyler gave me a look, but thankfully, he didn't push the issue.

As we walked to Choir, I found myself looking around the hallway, as if I expected to see Kevin lurking in the shadows, watching me with that glowing smile and mysterious dark eyes.

But he wasn't there.

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In Choir, after we'd gone over our songs for our upcoming concert, our teacher, Ms. Michaels, called for our attention.

"As you all are aware," she began, "the Spring Concert is a time for students to show their creativity. So, for the next four weeks, your assignment is to create your own songs."

Her words caused a swell of concerned voices, as well as a few protests.

"They can be done in groups, or you can do a solo," she continued, "but I will expect to hear your songs. There will be no excuses. You are being given plenty of time."

For my part, I was a bit worried. I didn't know if I would be able to make a song, much less be able to perform it.

Then Scott whispered, "Hey, Avi, maybe we could all be in a group?"

I nodded, letting him know that I liked the idea, but I was still slightly worried.

What are we going to do?

A/N: Uh-oh. Seems like Avi has a bit of a problem.

And what do you think will happen with him and Kevin?

Don't worry; a good portion of your questions will be answered next chapter.

In the meantime, what do y'all think?

Also, what songs should I have them doing? (If you need to be reminded of who's in the group, go back to the first chapter.)

Luv you all! *blows kisses*