The Music we Make

Cora Steele is a girl with talents anyone would die for.

Drew Bates is a guy with talents he would die to get rid of.

They're polar opposites and hate each other from the moment they first speak.

He wants all the attention and she attracts it.

But over time they learn that they're not so different after all, and maybe they could learn to like each other.

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Cora was a happy, talented girl until her parents died right before her first year of high school.
Now it's two years later and she has to go to a school for the talents that she hates to love.
She knows its the right thing to do but can she handle all the pain and pressure her talents bring?
Maybe with the help of a few friends and a special boy, she can survive the rest of high school, and maybe even learn to love it.

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P.S. I'm really bad at descriptions so sorry :/


12. Chapter 11

I hate Mondays.

I have to wake up early for school, and then go to classes all day. I think Mondays should be half school days from noon to the end of a regular school day, that way we have time to ease into the week.

After staying up and waking up late, it's next to impossible to get up early and go to a full day of classes on Monday.

"Get up, you're gonna be late!" Sky exclaimed just as a pillow hit my head.

"Go away." I grumbled, throwing the pillow in the direction I thought she was in.

"You have to get up Cora." She replied, her tone almost whiny.

I slowly got out of bed, knowing that my stupid best friend wasn't going to leave me alone until I got up.

"Happy now?" I asked as I headed toward the bathroom.

Sky gave me a smug smile, "Very."

Twenty minutes later I had my hair in a messy bun and was dressed in a pair of black leggings, a grey jumper, and adidas sneakers.

Comfy, lazy, and cute. The perfect outfit if I do say so myself.

"Lets go!" Sky exclaimed as she walked out the door. If there's one thing I know about her, its that she hates being late.

I don't like being late either, although it doesn't bother me very much. But for Sky it's the end of the world.

Once Sky and I went out separate ways, Drew starting walking with me.

"Um, hi?" I said, but it came out as a question.

Why is he walking with me?

"I just wanted to ask if you're okay?" He answered, looking down at me curiously.

I contemplated his question for a moment. Was I okay? I wasn't feeling particularly sad today, but I still feel off. I don't think I'll truly be okay until I have answers.

"No." I mumbled, I felt weak admitting it but I didn't feel like lying. I've lied enough lately.

Drew shrugged, "Maybe tomorrow."

I nodded in agreement, even though I knew I wouldn't be different tomorrow.

The rest of the walk to class was silent, and to my surprise Drew stayed with me instead of going off to his class once he got my reply.

I wanted to ask him why he was walking with me, and why he cares if I'm okay or not. But I didn't.

I didn't want to break the silence, it's refreshing. This is what we do best, enjoy each other's presence without ruining it by talking.

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"Are you ready to train your butt off?" Matt said in that goofy announcer voice he sometimes does.

I laughed, "Probably not."

"Drew, you're late. Drop and give me ten!" Matt demanded when Drew got to us, and much to my surprise, he actually did what he was told.

And of course it was as easy as breathing for him. Now if it were me doing ten push-ups, I'd be huffing and puffing as I tried my hardest to lift myself from the ground.

After Drew was done all three of us started off stretching, and then did a lap around the gym.

I did that easily enough, but I was starting to get tired.

"Next we're going to do push-ups and sit-ups" Matt instructed.

I groaned as I positioned myself on the ground for the push-ups. This was not going to be pretty.

I got about two in before I started to struggle, which I thought was pretty impressive at the time. Until I heard Matt and Drew count out their fiftieth push-up.

"How'd you do Cora?" Drew questioned, a smirk prominent on his face.

I looked down and fiddled with my fingers for a moment before I replied, "I did a solid five."

Drew burst out laughing, like doubled over, knee slapping laughter.

"Ouch!" He yelled when Matt slapped him on the back the head.

"She's not an athlete Drew, of course she's not going to be able to do a lot." Matt defended me, but I felt just as humiliated, if not more.

"Can we be done for the day?" I asked quietly. I really didn't feel like being laughed at anymore.

"Of course. Next time I'll make sure Drew isn't around." Matt replied, giving me a reassuring smile.

I gave him a thankful smile in return, scooped up my backpack, and quickly exited the gym. That's the last place I want to be right now.

I decided to head to the music room, thinking that piano might mend my wounded ego. Doing something I'm good at should help.

But once I arrived I saw three people messing around with their instruments and decided not to enter.

Stupid people hogging the music room.

"What's with the scowl?" Someone asked, startling me so bad I felt my heart in my throat.

"Jeez Jess! You shouldn't sneak up on people!" I exclaimed once I saw who the culprit was, mildly annoyed. The last thing I needed right now was to get scared.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." She apologized, and I instantly felt bad. It's not her fault, I have no reason for being upset with her.

"Sorry for snapping at you, I'm just in a bad mood. It wasn't your fault."

Jess shrugged like it was no big deal, "Do you want to come get supper with me? I think Sky is already in the cafeteria."

I nodded and smiled, food always makes me feel better.

As we made out way to the cafeteria we chatted, and it was nice catching up with Jess. Even though I'm around her a lot, I feel like we never really talk.

Maybe that's because I don't share a lot about myself with my friends.

I just feel like my life isn't something that people just talk about. There's a lot of heartbreak and I don't want that bringing down everyone else. And I especially don't want their pity.

"What are you eating tonight?" Jess asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Meatloaf if they have it." I replied, that's a no brainer. I absolutely love meatloaf! My mom used to make it all the time.

"Hey guys! I was just talking with Garrett and we're going skiing over winter break!" Sky told us once we sat down, excitingly bouncing in her seat.

"Who's Garrett?" I asked, I haven't met a Garrett around here.

Sky gave me a weird look, "My boyfriend. I haven't told you his name?"

I shrugged and cut into my meatloaf, "I guess not."

Just as I put the first bite of supper in my mouth, Matt and Cody walked up to the table.

"Drew wants to talk to you, he's in the hallway." Matt told me as Cody sat down beside Jess.

"Great." I mumbled.

All I want to do is just eat my supper in peace!

I stomped out into the hallway, fully ready to yell at Drew, but kept my mouth shut when I saw the look on his face.

He looked guilty and nervous.

Uh oh. What has he done?

"Look, in really sorry about laughing at you earlier. It was uncalled for. It would be like you laughing at my failed attempt of drawing a fruit bowl or something." He apologized, looking me right in the eye.

I smiled at his sincerity, and the thought of him drawing horribly. That's something I'd like to see.

"And I'd like to drive you home over winter break. I know you don't have a way of getting there and it's the least I could do after being a jerk to you since the day we met." He rambled on.

Is that why he's nervous?

Maybe he doesn't want to get rejected. Or he's just being nice, and his offer isn't genuine.

"Is the offer real, or are you just being nice?" I voiced my suspicions.

I really hope his offer is real. Then I wouldn't have to worry about how I'm getting home anymore. One less thing I have to plan out.

Drew shrugged, "I'm being serious. I'm not doing anything over the break, driving you would give me an excuse to get away from school for a while."

"Don't you have family?" I blurted. I really didn't mean to say that out loud. That's super nosy of me.

Drew's eyes slightly darkened as he replied, "None that I want to see."

I nodded, "Okay."

He gave me a confused look, "Okay?"

"You can drive me home over the break." I answered.

Why not? He's been nice to me lately, for the most part. And it'll be nice having someone I know around for moral support, even if they don't know the reason I'm going home.

"Great." Drew said, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"So we can go over the details another time, because right now my precious meatloaf is getting cold." I informed him, and quickly made my way back into the cafeteria.

"What was that about?" Sky asked once I was sat down at the table.

What to say?

"It was just for a project we're doing in music." I lied.

How many times am I going to lie to these people?

It's like the only person I'm honest with is Drew.

That's messed up.

But I just didn't want to have to answer a million questions.

Drew never asks very many questions.

As I finished off my meatloaf I thought of what I would tell Drew if he's asks why I'm going home, and where my parents are.

I don't think anyone knows that my parents died, I haven't told them and I'm sure the school wouldn't give out that information.

But Jess and Sky never asked me why I lived with my aunt, so maybe they just assumed my parents were dead or deadbeats.

I remember talking about Maria with Sky for the first time.

"She made me go to this school. I didn't even want to come, but who cares what I want? She wanted me gone so she could move in with her boyfriend." I ranted, it was only my second day of classes and I already hated my biology teacher.

Sky shrugged, "I like having you here, if you didn't come I would've probably gotten stuck with someone rude."

"I just wish I was coming here on my own terms instead of my stupid aunt's." I mumbled.

Looking back on that now made me feel guilty. Maybe she really was doing it for my good.

"Cora, are you okay?" Matt asked, startling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Are you okay?" I joked so he didn't realize that something really was bothering me.

Matted bumped me on the shoulder with his, "I am fan-freaking-tastic."

I smiled at that, he's always so upbeat and positive. I wish I was more like that.

For the last few minutes of lunch I was distracted by the conversations around me, which I was grateful for. I needed something to get my mind off the negative things in my life.

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