My Paper Heart.

Scarlett is going to a new camp. One problem, she was placed in the wrong cabbin and is roomed with five incredibly adorable guys. Each with their own story. But one sticks with her the most, and time flies by too quickly. (This is also posted on Wattpad under Don't Leave Me so if you see it on there that's why.)


31. Music To My Ears.

Tyson's writing a song about me? I blush even thinking about it. The fact that he decided to write a song... just for me... it's amazing.

I sneak glances at him when he's writing. Every now and then he pauses and mouths some of the lyrics. I find myself smiling and realize how much I care about him.

I look back down to the paper in my hands. I think the songs good, but then again I don't know.

I pick up my guitar and strum a few chords trying to find a sound for the song.

I sing a few words and slowly I'm playing the song I wrote. I wish now that I wrote one for Tyson, but when I look at him no words seem to come to mind to inspire me for a song.

I smile to myself at the thought, he's to perfect to write a song about. If that's even possible.

"It sounds really good," he tells me. I jump a little, I didn't think he was listening to me. He looks up and smiles at me, and I give him a smile back.

"Thanks." I say sheepishly.

"So you're gonna make a music video for that?" He asks me.

"Planning on it." I say with a sigh. The only reason I wrote this song was so people wouldn't assume I was a drunk.

It does have some meaning in it though, I refer to how betrayed I was by Hunter and how I wanted (and still do) to know why exactly he did what he hid.

"Guys! I have some news!"

I turn and see Polaroid walking outside to join us. He's smiling from ear to ear and I can't help but smile with him.

"What's up?" Tyson asks. He puts his pencil down and looks up at Polaroid.

"The DJ failed, they want you guys to play at the dance tonight!"

"There's a dance tonight?" I ask.

"Yeah, remember? Every week there's a dance." Tyson says to me. He turns to Polaroid and gives him a small smile. "Sorry, but I want to dance tonight."

Polaroid's smile falls. "Oh. Okay, Scarlett?"

I glance at Tyson and he shakes his head. I want to ask him why not, but instead I just go along with it. "I have a dance or two I want to have also."

"Oh. Okay. Um, maybe the DJ kids will want to..." Polaroid says. Mostly to himself though, and then walks away. I feel bad. He was counting on us, I don't know why Tyson said no.

I turn to question him and he smiles at me. He holds up a hand as I open my mouth and I stop.

"I wanted to ask you," he says smiling, "if you would go to the dance with me."

A smile spreads on my face and I blush. I look away from him and bite my lip. How could I tell him no?


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