PREVIOUSLY known as Sixteen Reasons
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El Día De Ayer - Yesterday
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Perfect life's aren't always requited...
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CHAPTER SIX PART ONE
Oliver Browse Part : 1
I looked at her and regardless I'm kinda speechless that Melody could dance.
Not only I'm I bored ,but the fact I ended up on the bleachers wasn't iconic to cringe on the football players, yet the highlight of Melody dancing was surprising.
To say football season is coming and the school's article are months prepared to fish out the latest news that spiral to the community within the school's premises. Melody Zoánne Lucerne became the highlight topic.
To my interests she's so different from how she dances, her emotions were vibrant the way she moved her body and how she tries to set herself free made me wonder what are the odds of a girl like her ended up in rehab.
I've done my research but all of them come with dead ends. As if her past had no existence only the fact her relationship with Virginia Yamada was the only link to coming in this school as they both share parents.
Everyone is questioned by who the hell is Melody because I was even I'm curious, yet my answers were confirmed by how distant she is emotionally connected with others. Only her comfort comes from Virginia, it isn't noticeable but just observing her actions of daydreaming or maybe a certain some linked to her past Xian seems to be in the picture.
I can't help myself but question this or the fact Cara was spoken out of her mouth frightened me a bit.
I asked myself if she was one of them, but my stereotype wasn't valid
To say it's easy to stereotype a person ,but to know someone is hard. It's as if humans are difficult to understand even when they do love they still will hurt you.
It's a repetition of emotions when we cry, we sabotage what we have, we feel needed or perhaps want to be wanted for something more.
Melody is just that spark ,yet the same as the rest of us. I can see her trying to pick up her pieces yet stuck in the lion's den just like some of us.
She is too easy to read, but hard to understand and figure out why she's like this. The fact I just met her it feels weird I'm intrigued by her presence and looking in mirror at times.
"Well look who it is!" Hearing his voice made my own thoughts shut instant. "Oli what brings you here by the bleachers." He hums, I glance from the corner of my eye to see him walk slowly down the stairs.
