Archie opened the door to the music room carrying his beloved acoustic guitar. It was currently lunch time so the music rooms were practically deserted except for the few people exiting their classes.
Archie did not feel like eating, or he did feel like going to the cafeteria and having to socialise. He just felt like been alone and converting his thoughts into musical lyrics, the best way for Archie to de-stress.
He pulled up a seat and a music stand and got his guitar out of its case. He placed it on his lap where it sat so naturally and placed his music folder on the stand infront of him.
He opened the display folder to his latest song that he had been working on, a range of the thoughts, memories and hopes that had been circling in his mind.
He strummed the first few lines of music on his guitar and read the lyrics in his mind. He didn't feel confident in opening his mouth to sing them yet but the more he read them in his head, the more sense they made to him,
Maybe one day you'll understand,
Maybe one day I'll get to hold your hand,
Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow,
But maybe one day it'll all make sense to you.
Don't tell me you don't feel the same,
Don't tell me this is some kind of stupid game,
Don't turn your back and walk away from me,
Just stay by my side, don't leave me again.
Reissa had been hiding in the back of Music Room all day. She in fact was having people problems. She normally didn't because she was a singer but ehh. Today she was wearing her Hannah clothes and wig. So that if anyone saw her they wouldn't know who she was, they would think she was Hannah. Then she heard movement in the front. Peeking out over the teachers desk she spotted someone. Ok this wasn't good.
She sat down, and thought a bit. There was only one way out and he was near it. But wait didn't she know him. She looked again. ahhh well she didn't know his name anyways. She stood up and cleared her throat. Here goes nothing,she thought.
"Hello. Uh nice poem. Uh." she said moving slowly. But stopped. Wait it really was a nice poem.