Melody's POV:I felt hurt more than I should've. For a second, I had thought Asher would really help me. For a second I had thought he didn't hate me like that day at the beach.But the way he had shut me out. That had hurt.He had left the room leaving me alone here. I felt guilty of ruining the mood. I shouldn't have opened my stupid mouth. But I knew that Asher knew the reason I was in the hospital. He just wouldn't tell me. Knowing that he knew everything about my past increased the growing feeling of curiosity within me.I closed the television and walked up to the window, looking out. The rain was still going on. I had no idea where Asher was. I looked at the dark, stormy night. A branch kept hitting the window producing a knocking sound. I opened the window feeling the sudden rush of cold, damp air hitting my face.The storm hadn't stopped. I took the branch and swept it aside. Closing the window again, I was relieved as the knocking sound disappeared.I turned and leaned my ba

Melody's POV:"Are you sure it was me, he called?" I asked the office assistant one more time.She looked at me impatiently and nodded with a smile that was supposed to be polite."Okay." I muttered before making me way out.Just as I had came out from the literature class, the office assistant had stopped me in the hallway asking me to come in the office. According to her, Mr Brown wanted me to see him in his office.He's probably going to ask why I wasn't present in the session yesterday.And I will probably lie."Come in, Ms Pierce." I heard his voice just as I stopped in front of the door.Was he waiting for me all along?Maybe he'll call dad in front of me and make sure I didn't skip lessons next time.Whatever it was, I still made my way inside. The room was just like the other day I came here. The shelf lined with books about sciences and psychology. The clear glass desk with the black globe situated in the corner. And right behind it was Mr Brown seated on the plush green chai

Melody's POV:Just like I had heard, some people were around the corner of the hallway holding brochures for the Valentine's Dance.But that wasn't what stopped me. It was the thing those girls were talking about."Who knows if Brody takes me to the dance?" The Asian girl gushed.I knew I shouldn't be eavesdropping on their conversation, but I had heard something. I wasn't retreating back until I was sure.The girl next to her with dark red streaks in her hair rolled her eyes, before turning and slamming a poster on the wall. Just like I had imagined, those posters were a mixture of reds and reds.Another reason for me to not attend it. "I heard there are special guests accounted for the Dance." The blonde head said.I cornered against the locker I was hiding behind."Don't even think about it, Angie." The girl who just slammed the poster, said. "I'm going on that dance with him. With Asher Martinez."I knew it!"You are definitely crazy. He's a special guest. Not someone who you can

Melody's POV:I smiled against him feeling something flutter inside me. We stayed like that for a while until I realized I had to go back. I pulled away but not too much, since he didn't let me."I've got to go. There is-" I stopped when I realized that Grandma was already watching us.I didn't even realize when she got out."Grandma." I finished before pulling away in surprise.Asher turned too before a grin formed on his face."Why didn't you tell you got out?" I asked her with a frown.She gave me a pointed smile."Well, who am I to interupt such a cute moment?" She asked.I cleared my throat, signalling her to not do this here. Instead, she kept on smiling."Why don't you two lovebirds come inside before you freeze to death?" She suggested.I closed my eyes, hoping Asher didn't listen."You do not have to go back, do you?" She asked Asher.As I opened my eyes, I saw Asher looking a bit surprised at the situation. I wish grandma would get the clue.I was about to say something when

Melody's POV:A concussion.That's what the doctor said it was when I woke up in the hospital bed. According to them, it had been few hours since I was out. "...this possible?" I trained my thoughts back on what Dad was saying.All I knew was that the news of me in the hospital had gone to dad somehow, probably through grandma, and now he was here when he should've been attending the wedding.Thankfully, Lucy didn't. I already felt guilty of pulling dad into this. I hated being in this hospital bed more than anything. Nothing was making me feel better.Especially, the looks everyone was giving me. Like it was my fault somebody gave me those pills which I felt too intrigued to take and fall in a...concussion.Grandma placed her hand on my shoulder, rubbing it comfortingly. "It's all fine, dear. Your dad's just a tad bit worried. That's all. He'll be fine." She reassured me.I looked back at dad who was talking with the doctor, a deep frown on his forehead. The thing that he was stil