Air - Chapter 2
“Why are you-!?” I slammed the door shut behind me. I stopped as I saw him turn around. The face looking back at me was familiar, but way different than Len’s.
“Hmm? Len? Is he here?” The boy said with a painfully authentic accent, making me wish I had one.
“Who are you?” I asked, my mind reeling as I leaned back against the door. “Why were you watching me?”
“Love, I wasn’t watching you, I was listening to you. And my name is Benjamin Rheader. I’m Len’s brother.” Len has a brother?
“Uhh… are you twins?”
“No, love, I’m a brunette. He’s a rather dumb blonde.” I sighed. This guy was border-lining obnoxious, but in a way so that you actually wanted to listen to him and were drawn in to what he had to say.
“What grade are you in?”
“Then why aren’t you in my class?”
“Advanced classes are offered here. Also, love, I don’t exactly get along very well with Len.”
“Well, Benjamin, why exactly were you listening to me?” I say in a mocking tone. He took a breath.
“I stay after school sometimes and spend time with the clubs.” Weirdo. “And I heard you playing and thought it was nice, so I stopped a moment to listen. How did you notice me there, anyway?”
“I-I saw your… shadow.” My father had always coached me to be observant, but I rarely ever was. He’s a Navy SEAL, and we moved here because of his job. Funny how Americans have SEALs in England. We honestly didn’t know where he was more times than when we did. Skype was rather useful.
“Okay, love. Mind if I come in?” He motioned to the music room door.
“Ah! No, I don’t.” I found my cheeks turning red. I followed him in and left the door open a crack, just in case. I didn’t really know this guy, so caution was key. I stifled a giggle. Just like Dad always used to say. “So, Benjamin…” I started. “Why are you here after school?”
“Like I said, love, I visit the clubs. You know, extra-curricular supervising.” Oh, so he’s one of the Clubs and Activities supervisors. He reclined into a chair, which is pretty hard with a plastic, straight-backed chair. “Especially the music clubs.”
“Music clubs!?” I nearly fell off my stool. “They have those here?”
“Yeah, love.” He looked at me like, ‘Hey, where have you been?’ “I like music.”
“You do? Do you play any instruments, or sing, or like, are you a world famous musician who masquerades as a normal student and-“ I rant subconsciously, something I do a lot when I’m nervous.
“Love! Please! I only said I liked music!” He held up a hand and shook his head. “But, if you must know, I play guitar and drums. Now please, no more rambling!” I bit my tongue. Maybe… I shake my head a little and sigh.
“What’s wrong, love? Something bothering you?” I felt flustered all of a sudden.
“Um, nothing.” I tell a straight-out lie. Not exactly the best way to make a friend.
“What about this: I’ll come and sing with you tomorrow.” My face got really hot all of a sudden.
“Uh… sure thing. Why not now though?” I wonder out loud.
“Not right now, love. My brother is picking me up soon, and I know he isn’t the most kindred soul. But we can decide on a few songs, if you like.” Something immediately popped into my mind.
“What about… Gah, I don’t know. I’ll decide later.” Could this be my first friend?
“Sure, love. I’ll see you here tomorrow. Don’t be late.” He started to walk out of the door. “Oh, and love?”
“You have a sign on your back.” I blushed furiously as he walked out, leaving me in there. I snatched it off my back and read it.
You can guess what it said.
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