Earbuds and music, the only thing that kept you calm in the hallways and in your classes.
Whenever you walked down the halls it felt like everyone was looking at you, you were completely terrified of talking to people.

Just one hello was like concurring mt. Everest for you.
You preferred to be by yourself, writing music and playing the piano or violin; you liked to sing too, but you were too scared to join the chorus.

Your parents have been trying to make you be more social.
You know they meant well, but sometimes it was a little much...

They signed you up for a bunch of after school stuff, when the only thing you wanted to do was go home...

The only one you actually enjoyed was music club.
It had a couple other people in it, but it was a place where you could actually be in peace.

As you walked over to the music room, you heard a wonderful sound, along with someone singing. You listened through the door, not wanting to walk in and interrupt them or talk to them...

They were singing in Spanish, some song about tomatoes.
Weird... You thought.
You held your sheet music in hand, gripping it tightly.

Should I go in and practice, or skip? You said, not sure what to do. You peaked through the glass of the door, blushing softly.
It was a girl, you've seen her before.

Doesn't she hang around that girl who swears a lot? You recalled.
Her gaze moved to you and she smiled.
Oh shit she saw me! You said, moving out of the way so she couldn't see you.

She's coming this way!!! Shoot, shoot, shoot!!! You panicked, feeling your whole mind go blank. Before you could think you had dropped your sheet music and were running down the hall, down the stairs, and out the door.
You ran down the street, nearly getting hit by a car and strait back to your house.
Luckily you were in walking distance to the school...

You opened the door and slammed it shut behind you, gasping for air you slid down the door, sitting on the ground.

"That was so close..." You mumbled. You looked around for your music and Violin.
"Shoot! I left all my stuff there!!! Oh no oh no!!!" You panicked.
You couldn't go back to the school or else you'd run into that girl again!!!
Well, at least (S/n) isn't home yet...

"What should I do??" You wondered.

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"Hey wait up!" Isabel called out from the music club room as she watched you run away.
She looked down to see you had left your Violin case as well as your music there.
"She left her stuff here... Maybe I can return it to her." She said picking up the sheet music.
"Did she write this?" She wondered, "it's pretty good." She smile and picked up her stuff.
"I'll find her tomorrow and give her stuff back! I wonder why she ran away though..." Isabel mused, looking confused in the direction where you had just ran off.
She shrugged.

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You walked into school reluctantly, your earbuds in and music playing at full blast.
I'm perfectly fine as long as I have my music... You told yourself.

You took a deep breath, walking to your locker.
"Buenos dias!" A voice greeted, you ignored it, feeling your heart speed up again.

"Um, hello?" Isabel frowned, taping you on the shoulder.
Just keep going.... Just keep going...

You nodded to the girl before grabbing your stuff from your locker and running off.

"Hey wait!" Isabel called after you, but you kept going to your first class.
"Rude much?" She wondered, looking down at your stuff which you dropped yesterday.

"She probably goes to music club, why else would she be there? I'll giver her stuff back then!" Spain decided happily, grabbing out a piece of paper.

"Dear, nice looking person!
¡Hola! Me llamo Spain (but you can call me Isabel!)
You dropped your stuff yesterday when you ran away.
I have your stuff, I'll give it back to you in music club, because of classes and stuff!
You look like a very friendly person!
Maybe we can be friends? :)

I hope you have a nice day!

¡Hasta luego!
Isabel
((Ps. Call me! ;): ***-***-****))"

You gulped as you read the note, feeling your heart flutter slightly.
What's going on with me? You wondered, folding up the note and shaking your head you stuck it in your pocket.

"Oooo, (Name) has a love letter!" Your sibling (S/n) said. Poking your cheek.

"(S/n) please not now..." You mumbled. (S/n) had always hated you... They'd pick on you whatever chance they'd get.

"Oh common (Name), quit being so secretive! Who's the girl? I bet she's hideous, a perfect match for you." She laughed, pushing you into the locker.

"I really need to get to my class!" You pleaded, "fine. Go raise your horrid grades or something..." She hissed, and you bolted off to my next class, PE. Great.

You got in just as the bell rang luckily, running to get changed.

Your day went on as usual, avoiding conversation whenever possible, until it was finally club time...

A new song was playing in the music room as you approached. And you immediately recodnized it.
It was the one that you had written yourself...

You were quivering, your nerves wracking. You knew it was Isabel, but you felt strangely calm through the nerves.

Why weren't you afraid? You felt almost relaxed even!

You took a deep breath and walked into the music room to indeed see Isabel, the only one you felt somewhat calm around.

She was playing your song on her guitar, humming as she did.
You stood at the doorway.

There was no possible way of escape, and you couldn't run home this time because then your mom would ask you why you were home early... She had been at an appointment last time.

You gulped, should I just stand here and listen?... You wondered, feeling your hands shaking frantically, clutching your bag.

((WHICH YOU'LL FIND OUT NEXT TIME!!!))
((HASTA LUEGO!))