He sat right next to me. He had no instrument, So I thought maybe he was trying out for Choir like I was. Trying to talk to him was useless. Our conversation was me asking questions and him not answering. I felt so uncomfortable but luckily class started. Guitar was first, then violin, then acting, then choir (in which I auditioned for), and finally boys choir. It turns out he was the only one in this class to try out for boys choir.
He started singing. It was like a god was singing to us. People were murmuring about how good he was. When he finished EVERYONE stood up and applauded. I was the last one standing still clapping in amazement. As he sat down he slipped a paper to me. He was writing earlier before I finished asking my questions. I didn't know that was what he was writing though...
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Broken
Teen FictionIt's a new school, what could go wrong.. Nothing, right? This is like Yandaree High School
