Her Voice

Karlee's POV

FLASHBACK

"Who the fuck do you think you are?! You trash!"

I got caught almost kissing his girlfriend in the washroom, which I honestly didn't intend to do at the first place but I slipped and smack her lips accidentally.

The girl was surprised and so am I.

So this, varsity guy and his friends are now beating me up.

"Who gave you the right to make a move on her, huh?" while getting punched on my body so many times, all I could think of is how I am going to avoid getting my guitar hit by any of them so I didn't fight back. That guitar is everything to me.

"Hey, what are you doing to him?" a calm voice from afar said.

"None of your business, now walk away "

"Three men against one? that's not fair" she continued walking to my direction.

"You don't want to be involved in this. You'll get hurt" he threatened her but she kept walking towards my direction.

"No, I really don't but I don't like seeing people beaten up unfairly " she angled her body into a fighting stance.

Then the spiky-haired guy walked towards her.

He grabbed her collar and spoke near her face.

"You'll be next if you don't shut up"

As he loosens up his hand on her collar, she used her foot to trip him.

The other two then approached her gesturing to punch her. But she dodged it and made some MMA move on them.

I stood up and helped her fight them.

I was actually bleeding from all the hits I got but I need to look calm, not hurt at all.

After some kicking and punching, the three men ran away having their own black eyes and bruises from her.

"You okay," she asked but I can't utter a word. Just a nod.

"You want to go to the hospital? " she asked sounding so concerned.

"no. leave me alone" they might come back and get more backup so she needs to leave.

"ok... No need to thank me, mister," she is being sarcastic.

"yeah, don't wait for any" I said.

I watched her walk away from me and went to her car. I need to make sure that she gets away.

But I won't forget her fighting stance, face and expressions.

She is so cool. Her eyes are so nice.

Her voice sounds like a calm sea, like a siren who is singing a lullaby.

The next day, I went for a walk downtown. Just strolling like a normal person. Looking for something to eat. Suddenly I saw his girl on her bike, riding like she owns the road. Smiling and looking simple with her shirt and shorts. Like she doesn't have any care in the world.

I saw her stopped at the place where there are lots of people. I followed her and watched where she's going or what she's going to do.

"Hi, there! What's your name?" The host asked.

"Dylan"

"Dylan, such a masculine name for a girl like you. Ok, what will you be singing for us today?" the host is still teasing her.

She let her hair down and I think I saw her look at me.

"Chasing Cars-Snow Patrol" she answered then grabbed her mic and sang.

It felt like an angel is singing and everyone was quiet and listening to her voice. I can't help looking at her and I can feel and see how heartfelt she sang this song.

"if I lay here, if I just lay here... would you lie with me and just forget the world" I know her eyes met mine before she ended the song. My heart raced like I got excited by her gaze.

She left after getting her prize and went to the sale. She was really so nice to watch. I feel like stalking her all afternoon. But then she went home and noticed that she lives near our house. But I don't remember anyone living in Mrs. Chrysler's house named Dylan.

So she faked her name.

Interesting.