Chapter 125: Awestruck

Every day I seem to learn something new about Melody Peters. The first day I met her I learnt that she doesn't make friends easily. Day two, I learnt that she is everyone's favourite person. An impressive feat considering her distaste for making friends. On day three - Sunday - I learnt why. She's kind. Like really kind. Not that fake - I'm using you - kind but that real - I want nothing back - kind. Day four, I learnt that she might be cleverer than me. More than anything else, that had surprised me. So when on Tuesday she amazes me again it no longer surprises me.

I hear her before I see her. I'm with Abby. We're supposed to be meeting Melody for dinner. I've not had a music lesson yet so this building is completely new to me. I glance into the classrooms and different practice rooms as we pass them. It's much like the other music departments, in my other schools, except perhaps it looks more expensive and perhaps slightly newer.