As I continue my day I don't end up passing her and I think to my self, "Hey maybe I'm in the clear". I should have kept my mouth shut. As I walk in to my next class, there she is. She's talking with what I gathered from the 0.5 seconds to be her friends. Awkwardly I try to stealthily try to get to a seat without having to be seen by her and luckily enough I did. But the one thing I failed to remember is this was chorus. The teacher tells us to rearange ourselves so that we sit in our proper sections according on our voice type. Technically I could sing whatever range the teacher wanted me to but I preferred bass, so I sat down in the bass section with a few of my friends. Little did I know that she was an alto. So she was positioned in front of the basses. She wasn't directly in front of me but she was close enough to where I was nervous. At this point I didn't even know her name, I just knew that she was stunning. Once everyone is situated the teacher calls role. I'm always towards the beginning of the role because my name is Austin Chaney (This is my actual name. I feel no need to hide my identity, only others in my story) . So as the teacher says my name, to nervous to make a fool of myself, I let out the quickest here with simultaneously hand raise ever. Again, anxiety kicks in and I think that I screwed up somehow so I just sink into my chair and pull my jacket over my mouth and nose. To ashamed to sit back up I missed when the teacher called her name so I stayed guessing as to what her name was.
The period goes on and the teacher has us doing stupid warmups that I never understood the purpose of. We go on to do some sight reading and sight singing (basically we look at a paper and read the notes and sing them and try to stay in tempo). The whole duration of the class I would glance over at her. Finally the bell rang to go to our next class. I stayed behind to avoid confronting my crush. As the class leaves the room the teacher asks if we could talk. I said sure. (I personally don't feel so but) The teacher told me that I'm the back bone to the men's section and that I'm a great singer. I in no way agree to those accusations. I just enjoy singing, always have. So I thank the teacher and walk to my next class. And before I knew it the day was over.
Sorry that the story is progressing slowly, I'm trying to get the details set for the rest of the story. Please be patient and hold in there. It will get better🤗
DU LIEST GERADE
Only for you
SonstigesThis is a story about someone special to me. Someone who without a doubt has my heart. All of this is true and I'll try to keep it as accurate as possible.
