The Day it Happened.

My head lay sideways on the desk, and I yawned for what seemed like the tenth time. Maths. It was just another subject to me. Alex suddenly nudged me; I got the message and swiftly opened my book and acted like I was doing my work. The teacher streamed past and said something that sounded like “Good Work”, or whatever. It’s not like I cared what the teachers thought. Abruptly, my pocket vibrated. I took a half second glance around the room and started texting.

The bell rang and I pushed my way outside with Alex, for interval. Alex and I made for the place we always go. Our secret place our hangout. By the time we got there, most of our other mates were there already. Hayden, Josh, Jason and Nathan were all there, puffing on cancer sticks.

“Sup”, I said to them and they all did the slight nod of the head. Alex and Justin started discussing something and so I made for a seat. All of a sudden, something caught my eye. Maybe it was the swish of blonde hair. A young girl, about 14, was walking towards the school foyer, her mother by her side. I kept staring at her behind until she disappeared through the doors of the foyer. Five seconds later, interval was over. The boys and I scrambled down the ladder, the last one padlocking the tree hut door. We hid the ladder where we always hide it and galloped off to our class. Well, except for me, my organization skills are a bit on the down side.

“So what do we…” I asked Alex. He knew what I was asking, so he cut in and said the single word 'English'.

“Damn”. I said it in an annoyed manner. We made it to English, top floor of the school block and rushed in, to our normal seats. The English teacher walked in with her nails perfectly cut and her eyebrows perfectly shaped, as always. The English teacher always had an effect on the boys. “Class”, she chirped, the principal wishes to speak with you. What I saw next nearly made me fall off my seat. The principal slid in with the girl walking behind him like she was his shadow. There was a rapid outburst of wolf whistles. She introduced herself and took the closest spare seat. Luckily enough that seat was beside me. I saw her coming and felt like a grenade had just blown up beside me. She sat down and smiled at me. I felt my face burn into a deep dark red. She kept looking at me so I plucked the courage out from an unknown place and said          

“Hey, the n-n-n-names J-J-Justin.“ I was surprised I was stuttering so much.

“Nice to meet you, Justin.” She replied with such a crisp, soft voice. I shivered.

That period went very slowly indeed. I realised Alicia was doing her work so I decided to as well. The next period was Social Studies. Strangely enough, she sat beside me in that period also. Halfway through the lesson, she suddenly started talking to me. She asked me questions, and I answered, I asked her questions and she answered. By the time the period was over we were walking to lunch together. She played the violin and the flute. I played guitar and piano. Music seemed to play a big part in both of our lives. That lunch break, in the hall, we played a duet perfectly, first time. It seemed like we were made for each other.

After school we walked home together and played another duet. Halfway through the song, Alicia suddenly stopped. I stopped; as well and we both looked each other in the eye. She put down her flute and came and sat beside me on the piano. We sat beside each other for a while, neither of us knowing how to react to our feelings. All of a sudden we were in an embrace. I felt Alicia’s arm creeping slowly up my shirt and to my shock she started pushing it off. It was about half off when a drum sounded on the door. “Justin!” my brother yelled. “I can’t find my book, I think I left it in your room.” Alicia and I jumped up. I pulled on my shirt and signalled for Alicia to hide in the closet. She scrambled into the closet with her schoolbag, flute and music book. The second that I heard the closet door shut, I opened my bedroom door. My brother pushed himself inside and started searching immediately.

“I think I it could be under the bed.” he declared. He set about crawling under the bed to find it. After what seemed like ages, his head appeared from under the bed and he snaked himself out. He stood up with a small paperback in his hands, which was so battered that you couldn’t see the title and brushed himself off.

“Why do you have such a big bed Justin?” he chirped. I replied sarcastically. “So I don’t have to use the top of the Grand Piano.” My weird speech had worked and after a second or two, my brother shouted  “Ew”, then raced out of the room. I shut the door as Alicia crept out of the closet, along with her flute and music. I sat down on the side of my bed as she sat beside me. I moved closer and put my arm around her.

“That was so close!” I burst out. I expected Alicia to reply, but all she did was continue to stare at the wall. She was very gloomy as if she was in another planet and her body was put on pause. I realised why she wasn’t talking.

“Are we really ready to get that close?” I questioned.

I waited for what felt like ages until she replied.

         “Not really”. She said it quietly.

The answer felt a bit like a brick had landed on my shoulders, but it was true.

         “I’d have to agree.” I said.

We sat there for what seemed like ages until finally I walked her home. We kissed and said our goodbyes.

         The rest of the school term went quickly. Alicia and I stayed together pretty often and I still spent time with my friends as well as spending time with Alicia. The holidays were great and Alicia and I decided to start busking. Alicia passed her Grade 6 Flute and I passed both Grade 7 Piano and Grade 5 Guitar. In the last week, we entered a music competition and won.

         It was the last Saturday of the holidays and Alicia and I were in my room practising. All of a sudden, Alicia unexpectedly stopped and it felt like history was repeating.