Chapter 4

"Daniella! You are back baby girl I missed you!"

Stella rushed to hug her bestfriend who was now walking through the corridor to her locker room.

Every stare and glare was at her.

It's been a week of laying down on the hospital bed, her body lifeless not knowing what to do.

All she remembers is someone playing an instrument to her, but she couldn't bring her eyes to look who was playing the instrument. Who ever was plucking the guitar had good hands with it and her hands ached to pick a guitar but she could not.

After the night of passing out, Vin had called his personal doctor who admitted Daniella in a private hospital where no one knew where she was.

Whatever Vin had explained to the doctor she doesn't know but she was alive.

 She had received flowers from different people wishing her a quick recovery and she was delighted. Every letter hold a significance importance.

 But there was this letter with hand calligraphy writings, 

 The way the words were written meant love and the only thing that disappointed her with it was the fact that it did not have a name. 

 Everytime she touched it, she felt calmed by it. She could spent the entire day reading it and enjoyed every minute of doing it.

 Out of all letters that was the only letter she brought back, the others were thrown into the hospital bin.

 She hoped to have. fresh start of the week as well as the month.

 "Ready to start the month and a new week darling?" Came Clara's voice.

 She got startled and looked at Clara, 

 "How is the music class?" She asked class who was busy removing her mini-piano from her bag.

 "Boring without you girl." She pouted. "You know we missed playing guitar for the whole week but good news, an amazing piano girl is around so I know your songs will always be," she said while giving her a sign for dope.

They walked towards the music class and everyone was cheers, that she was back.

In the music class, Mr. Nosy always insisted about passion. That's why there were a few learbers taking music and each learner was good with with a particular type of instrument though Mr.Nossy was trying to make them try other instruments in case of emergency.

She greeted all her music members, and everyone was there to hug her except for Victor, probably on probation and miss. Dready she was not in today and she felt weird about it, her heart sank when she thought maybe she was busy making out with Vin now that Vin did not get sex from her for a week.

She felt nausea but controlled herself.

She placed herself next to an empty chair where Mr. Nossy had placed her the previous week.

She held her guitar to her blossoms and tried some strings.

'Am still good as new at the guitar.' 

She thought smiling to herself.

She closed her eyes, and tried to remember the time that got her calm while in the hospital bed and she couldn't stop her hands from plucking them.

"Thank God! Daniella, it's so pleasant and I can just sit hear to listen to that tune all day!" 

Came Mr.Nossy's voice from the door.

"That's the tune that I have wanted for the whole week, am glad you got it right,"

Me. Nossy did not even give her time to process everything as everyone eyed Daniella for getting the tune while they were stuck the when coming up with the desired tune, the pain of being put in class the whole evening to play the tune but in vain, but she comes in today and gets the time right.

They were relieved that they won't be sitting for another evening just for a cold pasta as refreshment.

She also didn't know the tune, she only heard about it in her hospital bed, and whoever played the tune knew that it will be needed in her class.

They were practising for school ceremony that was to he held in the middle of the month. Two weeks from now they needed to perfect everything. For her guitar is usually her perfect friend and she can voice out everything by using her guitar and her voice.

She adjusted her guitars strings, but deep inside she wished to knew who sent her the beautiful card with beautiful words. Was it the same person who played the guitar for her?

She just wanted to know.

She was startled by a knock at the door. Everyone's attention shifted to the door, and there she was, Miss Dready; her locks were all over her face like someone who was doing something but is embarrassed of her face, her fingers had dust when Daniella saw that her heart sunk, the only place she goes and comes vack with dust was the store room.

Is there where she was with Vin.

Had vin hated her to an extend of taking her to the store room where they usually sneak to male out?

"Davids, what did I say about the locks on your face?" Mr. Nossy asked her.

This was the time Daniella would know what beauty she holds on that face that vin would take her to their secret place. 

Daniella shot her a glare but was surprised when their eyes interlocked, her stomach fell inside her, she became alert.

She was beautiful, her face, was smooth, just so smooth, she had a long scar running from her left brow in a zig zag manner down to her lips where it stopped. Her pinknatural lips, they were cherry like. She bit them while trying to hold her locks into a neat bun. Her locks are loose because her hair is slippery so they can't hold a good twist. In front of her hair was a styled cut, and an earing in one ear, she turned to look at Mr. Nosy and she couldn't miss the infinity tattoo behind her ears.

"Why is she having a tattoo while we are not allowed?" She asked herself.

She was still ogling, when she came to sit down next to her And murmured a silent "hello," which sounded as a whisper but she couldn't find words in her mouth to return the greetings.

The music class went on as usual, until it ended.