Melody High School Chapter 39

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A voice from behind caught their attention. “He’s different from you, though.”

Surprised, they both turned to see Barbie standing there, a smirk playing at her lips.

Clayton, pride wounded, said, “What? Is he more handsome?”

Barbie chuckled. “Yes, he’s cute—even more than Ricky. So, who are you?”

Rusty couldn’t help but laugh at the exchange, while Clayton’s expression darkened. “I can make you pay for what you just said, lousy girl.”

Barbie rolled her eyes. “You and your empty threats.

With a wicked grin, Clayton retorted, “Why do I feel like you’re trying to offend me so I can kiss you again?

Barbie’s eyes widened, and Rusty gasped. “Whoa, this crazy couple has kissed?”

In unison, Clayton and Barbie shouted, “We are not crazy!

Rusty raised his hands defensively. “Whoa, whoa, you guys calm down, please!”

“I’m leaving,” Barbie huffed.

Clayton shot back, “Then leave, or do you need a kiss before that?”

Barbie glared at him. “Fuck you.” She turned on her heel and stormed away.

Rusty burst into laughter, unable to contain himself.

Clayton frowned. “What’s so funny, bro?

“You both are really crazy couples, trust me.Rusty laughed

Clayton retorted, “What are you saying? We’re not a couple! Stop saying that!”

“Hmm, indeed,” Rusty replied

Clayton mumbled, “She’s cute, though.”

“So you like her,” Rusty concluded, smirking.

“You’re boring,” Clayton sighed, “I need to make friends with Darren soon.” With that, he walked away, leaving Rusty standing alone.

Rusty watched Clayton leave, puzzled by his words.

“What does he mean by that?” he muttered to himself.

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The dimly lit office of Ms. Anita, was filled with the sweet scent of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of classical music playing in the background. Summer and Daisy stood nervously before her, their voices still echoing from the song they had just finished singing. Ms. Anita’s eyes, framed by her cat-eye glasses, scrutinized Daisy with a mix of concern and disappointment.

“Very good, girls,” Ms. Anita began, her voice firm but gentle. “But, Daisy, what’s wrong with you today? Are you sick? Is something bothering you? You can share it with me.

Daisy’s eyes dropped, her voice barely audible as she mumbled, “No, ma… I… I’m fine.”

Ms. Anita’s expression turned skeptical. “You’re not sounding your best, Daisy. Your voice is usually so clear and strong, but today… it’s lacking. You’ll have to come see me tomorrow and sing this to me again. If you sound this way again tomorrow… I’m sorry, but we’ll have to replace you with someone else.

The words hung in the air like a threat, and Daisy’s eyes widened in alarm.

The competition, just three days away, loomed like a ticking time bomb.

Daisy’s voice trembled as she apologized, “Ma, I’ll try my best, I’m so sorry.” Summer, standing beside her, couldn’t help but smirk.

“This won’t repeat itself, ma’am.” Daisy said

Ms. Anita nodded, satisfied with Daisy’s resolve. “Very good. Summer, you’re doing well. Keep it up.” She dismissed them both with a wave of her hand. “You can both leave.

“Okay, Ms. Anita,” they replied in unison, stepping out of the office together.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Summer wasted no time in taunting Daisy. “So what happened, bitch? You couldn’t sing well because of Ricky? How pathetic.

Daisy remained silent, choosing not to engage.
Summer, unsatisfied with the lack of reaction, sneered,

“So you won’t say anything, or is it because your mom’s not here?”

Before Daisy could respond, a familiar voice cut through . “If I were you, I’d shut up and mind my business.”

Startled, Daisy and Barbie turned to see Darren standing there, his eyes locked on Summer.

She rolled her eyes, Summer snapped, “You again.”
Darren smirked.

“Yes, me again. I’m always around when a bitch like you disturbs my D. But lucky for you, I don’t have your time.Darren said

Without another word, Darren gently grabbed Daisy’s hand and said softly, “D, you’re coming with me.

Daisy felt an immediate sense of safety and comfort as his fingers intertwined with hers. She nodded, allowing herself to be guided away from the toxic situation. Together, they left, leaving Summer behind.

Summer glared at their retreating figures. “That bitch,” she muttered under her breath. “She’s always stealing the attention. Well, Ricky is mine now.” With a self-satisfied smirk, she turned on her heel and walked away.

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Darren led Daisy to a quiet place, away from the school. His voice was gentle as he spoke. “D, you’re having trouble singing, aren’t you?”

Daisy, taken aback by his concern, stammered, “Uhmmm, no, why do you care?”

Darren’s expression softened. “You don’t need to pretend. I know it’s because of him. You still like him, but don’t let it affect your singing. It’s your dream, and you can’t let him affect you.”

Their eyes locked, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. But the spell was broken when Daisy suddenly coughed.

“Are you okay?” Darren asked, his voice laced with genuine concern.

“Uhmm, yeah,” Daisy replied, trying to regain her composure.

Darren smiled “Okay, cool. Now, close your eyes and try to forget everything. Think about your dreams—you on stage, everyone cheering for you. Think about me.

Daisy rolled her eyes, “Hell no, I’m not thinking about you.

Darren persisted, “Just try it, D.”

With a sigh, Daisy rolled her eyes playfully, but she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the serenity of their peaceful surroundings. She allowed her mind to drift, imagining herself on stage, basking in the adoration of her audience, her voice powerful and confident. And suddenly, amidst the applause and cheers, Darren’s face appeared in her mind’s eye, his presence a source of reassurance. She couldn’t help but smile.

Daisy opened her eyes, surprised by the effectiveness of Darren’s suggestion. “Did it work?” he asked.

“yes thank you. Daisy said and smiled.

” okay let sing a short song. Darren said and Daisy nod slowly.

Title: “Rise Up”

Verse 1 (Daisy):
In the darkness, we find the light
A spark within, that guides us through the night
We’re the dreamers, the ones who dare
To break the mold, and show we care

Chorus (Both):
Rise up, let our voices be heard
We’re the change, that this world has blurred
We’ll stand tall, and shine like the sun
Rise up, our time has just begun

Verse 2 (Darren):
We’re the rebels, the ones who roam
With hearts beating fast, and spirits home
We’ll chase our dreams, and make them real
And our voices, will be the ones that feel

Chorus (Both):
Rise up, let our voices be heard
We’re the change, that this world has blurred
We’ll stand tall, and shine like the sun
Rise up, our time has just begun

As soon as they finished singing, Daisy and Darren locked eyes, their gazes holding a moment longer than necessary. Darren broke the silence with a soft smile,

“You still have a cool voice, D.

Daisy rolled her eyes good-naturedly, “I know, weirdo. Thanks.” She turned to leave, but paused, looking back at Darren with a hint of curiosity. “I have to go now.”

Darren nodded, his eyes never leaving hers, as she turned and walked away.

Just as she left the view, a message popped up on Darren’s phone, the screen illuminating his face with an eerie glow. “Come to the warehouse now!!” The words sent a shiver down his spine, and his eyes turned cold, his expression darkening. Without hesitation, he walked away.

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As soon as Darren stepped into the dimly lit warehouse, a sudden kick sent him crashing to the ground. The impact was brutal, and he felt a warm trickle of blood oozing from his mouth. Dazed and disoriented, he struggled to sit up, his eyes scanning the shadows for his attacker.

A voice, cold and menacing, echoed through the cavernous space. “Well, well, well. You met your childhood sweetheart and you think you can put your stupid emotions before my order?” The speaker emerged from the darkness, his face twisted in a snarl. Godfather’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he loomed over Darren.

“You knew it was her?” Darren’s voice was laced with a mix of fear and defiance. “Why do you want me to do this to her?”

Godfather’s response was swift and brutal, his hand cracking across Darren’s face in a resounding slap.

“Shut up!” Godfather’s voice thundered through the warehouse, making Darren’s head spin. “Do you want me to kill you just like I did to your stupid father? Or maybe I’ll make this interesting… Tiger!”

The command was followed by the appearance of a hulking figure, Tiger, who dragged a tiny, terrified girl into the fray. Darren’s eyes widened in horror as he recognized the child. “Iris?” he whispered, his voice trembling.

Godfather’s smile was cruel and calculating. “You’re so good at keeping your younger sister away from me, but you forgot your dad worked for me. I know everything. So, now, will you do my job, or do I kill your sister?” Darren’s eyes were wide with anguish, his face contorted in a silent scream. He was trapped, torn between Daisy and the safety of his innocent sister.

Godfather’s voice dripped. “Hmmm… your childhood sweetheart or your sister. Which one?” The silence was oppressive, heavy with the weight of Darren’s impossible choice.

“I will do your job,” Darren said coldly,

Godfather’s smile grew wider. “Okay, but I will punish you for one thing.” His eyes narrowed, and Darren’s heart raced .

“You touched my daughter and almost choked her

TO Be Continued