Secret PenPal - A michael fan fic

Written in y/n's point of view!

You have been builed since you started high school and there was only one person to blame; Michael. Everyone follows his lead and thinks he is sooo funny.
Luckily for you, you don't need anyone else but your best friend... until one day you write a song lyrics from a very unknown band on your table in the math class and someone continues the lyrics the next day. The messages on the table becomes small notes and you are bounding with this unknown penpal on levels you could never imagine. The person brights up your day and you help each other through troubles, but who might this secret pen pal be? (story is posted on tumblr as well under the name Calmimagines)

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2. Chapter 2

“why in such a hurry?” Kate asked you as you were somehow speeding to your math class the next day. You didn’t know why, but you were just excited to see if there was waiting another note under the table for you. You slowed down a bit so Kate could come up next to you again.

“So that blind date…” She said and you just rolled your eyes immediately.

“Kate I swear to god, will you please stop? I’m not going on any blind dates.” You said to her and stopped on the hall. You were at her class room now and you had to get the idea of the blind dates out of her head.

“But I really want you to find someone so we can go on double dates! Come on it will be sooo fun! If you say yes I will go with you two for the first date and drag Anthony along!”

“I’m not going to do it! Anyway you know I have a crush on James.” You said and turned around to walk away from the conversation but you walked directly into another person, so you dropped your books on the floor and were about to fall but you kept yourself up by pressing your hands against the person’s chest.

“Waaah there tree-kisser! I know I’m hot, but try not to fall for me.” The person you were almost falling over was Michael; the guy who have been picking on you for years.

“In your dreams, Michael. No girl with a normal functional brain would ever fall for you.” You hissed and bend down to collect your books again.

“Ouch.” Michael said but he laughed it off and walked into the classroom. Kate was looking at the whole scene and sighed.

“I guess people never change. You two will forever exchange mean comments.”

“Well he started it. And I’m very sorry that you have to share classes with that ass.” You said the last part very loud to make sure that Michael could hear it inside the class. Kate just sighed again and gave you a quick hug before going into her class. You hurried down to the math class and quickly found your seat and felt under the table. You took out the note and saw that it wasn’t yours. Your anonymous pen pal had taken your note and left you a new one. You waited until the class started and your teacher was talking, so that no one would pay attention to you, when you unfolded the note.

Do you listen to this kind of music often? I wish I could listen to this kind of music all the time, but my friends are so judgmental. It’s awesome to know that there is a person on this school that wouldn’t judge me though. It makes me a little happier. I’m all about the music when I’m alone.

Wow this sounds so depressing but I swear I’m cool! You just can’t help but being a little depressed in math class you know? The assignments are slowly killing my brain cells. So it’s nice to write this. It gives my brain a break.

You smiled to yourself which made Laura look at you weirdly. You hid the note under your book until she looked away again. Your pen pal had judgmental friends so she couldn’t listen to the music she liked? It really was depressing. You kind of wanted to write who you were so that she could come to you and you could listen to Split together, but what was the fun in that? And what if the person you were writing with didn’t write back, if she knew who you were? You were not exactly popular. Maybe you should just keep quiet and just have this as entertainment while in math class. You found a piece of paper in your back and wrote a note back:

Well I’m willing to listen to you talk about music. If you listen to Split, maybe you can recommend another band? Then I will find a band you should listen to as well? I can start already now, because I have this song on my mind right now. It’s called Aroma and is by a band called An Café. I want to know your thoughts.
But why are you only about the music when you are alone? Your friends shouldn’t care about what kind of music you listen to.

Tell me about it! Math makes me super depressed as well. I just don’t get it and I don’t think I ever will. I just have to survive and well... not fail. If we get through this with any brain cells left, we can call ourselves superheros! I call dibs for Wonder woman.

You folded the note and stuck it under the table and put your pen pals note in the pocket of your jeans. When the class was over you ran to the usual bench outside to find that Kate was already waiting for you this time.

“I have something to show you.” You said and smiled from ear to ear. You found the notes that you had shared with your new pen pal and laid them in front of Kate. She read them and furrowed her brow.

“Who wrote this?” She asked.

“I really don’t know! But isn’t it cool that there is another Split fan on this school? I thought I was the only one who knew the band!” You said excited.

“Then you have to find out who it is! It sounds like a person that likes music as much as you do. Alright, you find the notes in the math class? That classroom is only being used for seniors, so we know it’s a senior. Maybe it could be someone in my class? I have math the period before you.” She said and handed the notes back to you.

“I don’t know. It could be great to know who the person is, but at the same time there is something exciting about not knowing who the other person is, you know? Anyway, whoever it is may not like me.” You said a little worried. You had fun writing to this person, so why ruin it?

“The person will love you when they get to know you better. You know what, it could be James?” Your heart skipped a beat when Kate mentioned James. It was actually possible. James was kind of geeky and was often wearing headphones. His music taste had to be perfect. Like the rest of him.

“I will know eventually I guess. Until now it’s just a little fun in a boring class.” You shrugged it off. But wow you really wanted it to be James.

 

The thing is, I really don’t like being alone. Things at home are not always too well, and I can hear my parents scream at each other when I’m in my room. So I use the music as an escape. When I’m not with any of my friend I plug in my guitar or put my headphones on. So the music I listen to has to be really good to get my mind off. So anyway, thank you for recommending An Café for me! I listened to a few songs from them and downloaded a few of their albums. What is your favorite song by them? I will tell you mine when I find my favorite.
As to a band I will recommend. Hmmm… Have you heard Bowling for Soup? I’m almost sure you have because they are well known, but if not, you should listen to the song called ‘I’m gay’. It’s pretty hilarious.

Wonder Woman huh? Now I know for sure you must be a girl. Makes it a little easier to talk to you I guess. But I will stop whining now. What about you? What is music to you?
Oh yeah… I will forever be Batman. No one beats batman.

Your chest tightened a little. This person was sad and alone but also… a guy. It sounded like this guy was surrounded by people all the time that he didn’t really like? Maybe even changed a few things about himself when he isn’t home? How could someone live like this, you thought. Your love for music was such a big part of you and also a part in why no one really wanted to come near you. You guessed that other people’s acceptance could mean a lot for someone, but if you lose yourself on the way there?

You play guitar as well? I kind of do too. I have taught myself to play my favorite songs, but I’m too shy to play in front of anyone, so I have never dared to take any guitar classes. Music does mean a lot to me. I don’t know where I would be doing in my spare time if I didn’t have my music to geek about really.
I’m sorry to hear about your parents though. It’s not a funny thing to get home to. I hope it will get better soon. I can’t relate that much, but I’m here if you need to get stuff off your chest. I don’t really have anything better to do. Well… I could do math but you know…

My favorite song by An Café is from one of the oldest CD’s called Escapism. It’s the old story about a guy with a broken heart. Old but gold! Looking forward to hear which one that is your favorite!
(And yes I do know Bowling for Soup. They are so good!)

So I magically have to believe you are a guy now that you choose Batman or? I could be a femboy and you wouldn’t even know.

It was weird to know that the person you were writing to was a guy. Then you could cut away half of the seniors to only being one of the guys that was your possibly pen pal.  But it gave butterflies in your stomach to know because there was a bigger chance for it to be James that was writing you.

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