"Like ten thousand other romance novels weren't enough, here starts another one."

Melody's POV

"Mallow!!, WATCH OUT!!!" Lewis shouts at me while running to me from across the hallway.

"What are you shouting about?-." I ask him when he suddenly goes to my back and I hear something hit him. I looked behind me to see if he was okay.

"A-Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I ask just when Asher, the one and only Asher Galanis, my first love, walks by us. Right when we're in front of him, thats my queue. I execute my most sinister plan. Come on, look at us!

"He's here huh." Lewis asks.

"Shhh, We talked about this. Stick to the plan." I hit him in the stomach, that'll teach him. Why won't he look!! He's supposed to look at us and get jealous!! I read it in a book! Why isn't it working??? N-no!! He's gone. :((

After Asher walked passed us, I let go of Lewis. I can't believe I would do that.

"You really think that hugging me for him to see will make him jealous and like you back? Come on, mallow. Lets get to class." Lewis says. "What else can I do? Its not like he'd notice me no matter what I do, I'm just the four-eyed nerd in class. Its not like i'm the Selene Nyx of this school or something." I tell him. "Shush, you're not JUST the four-eyed nerd in class, you're my four-eyed nerd, ok mallow?" He said. "Tsk, dream on." I reply.

How hard is it to say Melody. We've literally been best friends since 2nd grade. Anyway, thats Lewis Lennox, my best friend for 10 years, son of Hestia Lennox and Lance Lennox, figure skater, wannabe Asher Galanis. He copies my tests, and does everything a bad friend would do basically. Oh I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Melody Atlas Dixon, you can call me Melody. Or Mallow if you want to be Lewis 2.0. Lewis and I are both born on February 14, just one year apart. Him in 2003 while I was born in 2004.

Now, you might be wondering, how are we friends? He was my neighbor when I moved to Canada, we met when he rang the doorbell at our house and my mom told me to answer. I'm shy, so I hesitated to open our gate to be completely honest, w-what i-i-if w-was a r-robber with a sharp knife and he stabbed me!! But I was suprised to see that it was another kid. "For you, welcome to neighborhood. From Lennox's." He said. It was inaudible because he was still 5, it sounded more like a 2 year old trying to talk honestly. It was like "Lenosxksk". He came with his mom and he gave me the fruit basket as a housewarming gift. "T-t-thank y-you." I told them. "Hahaha, she stutters." He laughed. "Lewis! Thats not ok. I'm so sorry dear. We're the Lennox's, happy to have you as our neighbor." His mom told me. "Do you want me to carry the basket for you?" She added. "I w-would a-appreciate i-it. I-I'm sorry, I'm s-still f-four years o-old." I replied. Its so embrassing looking back at it. My stuttering was so much worse than it is now. But yeah, ever since then we've been best friends and went to school together.

Lewis is my only friend honestly. Without him, I would crushed by those bullies.

As for me, mom has never pressured me to study hard, but I chose to dedicate my life to studying so that she would be proud. I'm an asian descent. My mom isn't really strict either like other parents. Also, I grew up without a father. Mom told me that he left to buy milk and never came back, and worst case scenario he has another family now. Not that I care, he never showed up once, why should I think that he's even a dad.

Anyway, I'm part of the Reading Club. We read books for 2 hours after school, its really fun! And no one really knows this but I do play the guitar and piano. In nursery, I learned to play the piano but ever since that one recital I participated in and got bullied for, I never played the piano in front of anyone again. Except for my mom, I sing for her and for her only. She always tell me I have potential but if I did, I wouldn't have been bullied. She was just trying to comfort me. I've written many songs but never bothered to record them. I was positive I would get backlash if I released it to the public.

We were walking to Science Class when I remember what happened to Lewis earlier.

"Hey Lewis." I said.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"What happened earlier?" I ask him.

"You hugged me." He said.

"No, before that. I think I heard you get hit, are you okay?" I replied.

"Oh that, that was.. my back that cracked. You know I haven't really stretched today 'cause we don't have training. Nothing to worry about my beloved burnt s'more." He said with a smirk.

"Everyday I question why you're my bestfriend." I said.

"I promise to be your bestfriend 'til my last breath, you're the loveliest burnt s'more I have." Lewis said sarcastically smiling as we got to class.

"I do not want to identify myself as someone thats even acquainted to you. I despise you with a passion, you know that right?" I said.

"I don't understand smart language, but I know for a fact that you just said you love me. Thats cute." Hesaid. "Stop it." I tell him, seriously how much does he want to annoy me this morning. "No need to be so cheeky, it's not like, wait, did you think that meant that I like you? Don't be silly mallow." He said. The nerve- "Lewis is right, nerd. Don't think you're so special." Cecelia said.

Narrator: Now you might be wondering, who on earth is Cecelia? And the first instinct you might have is for your blood to boil because she's biting on Melody, honestly, I can't blame you. Antagonists are supposed to be hated. Seriously, why can't this story just get an ounce of originality. Its so cliche.

Narrator: Cecelia Vince Bellamy. Class 3-1's mean girl. Known to be daughter of the richest in Perpignan, France. Typical spoiled brat that gets whatever she wants. Give me a break, its common knowledge that she has two sidekicks that stick on to her for the money and fame. One wrong move, they'll turn their backs against her like they didn't get a penny from her. What? I'm just spitting facts.

One of days i'm going to get my revenge. "I-I'm sorry. Y-you and L-Lewis can s-sit together." I said. I can't even defend myself. I wish I was better than this. "Yeah right, nerd.", "No ones stopping you, get away. Cecelia wants to sit next to her Lewis." Her two sidekicks giggle.

Narrator: Told you so. Anyway, what you need to know is the first sidekick is named Jessica, such a common name I know. Jessica Jones agrees with everything that Cecelia says. She's basically her echo. "Yeah she's right." and "Mhm." are her favorite lines. The second girl is Emily Smith, I swear theres at least 12 people I know with the same name. Anyway, she's the 'edgy' one. Like the 'I'll push you with my finger a bunch of times because I'm tough', you get it. Back to story, the floor is yours Melody.

I'm nothing but a nerd, when all of sudden Lewis grabs my arm. "You're going nowhere. And for you Ms. Camel or whatever your name was and your pet rodents, all of you can dismiss yourselves from our conversation." Lewis said. W-what am I supposed to do. "W-what do you mean-" Cecelia said. "Also, one thing. She is special, to me at least. And whatever you said is doesn't change anything, because she is." He said. Everyone is staring at us, I hate this. "Sit." Lewis said while Cecelia stormed away from us, "W-well, you're nothing b-but a-" Cecelia was saying before Lewis cut her off. "Say one more word and you're heading to the dean's office, all three of you." Lewis said.

Narration: YES LEWIS!! Oh wait, you can read this? I mean yes I know I said this was cliche, but I can't be the only one thinking that that was smooth. Hurry up? Jeez fine back to the story.

"Thank you for defending me." I told Lewis.

Narration: I MEAN AS YOU SHOULD. Who wouldn't thank someone if he defended you from a bully. You're supposed to be smart Melody, gosh. I'M SORRY I CAN'T HIDE MY EMOTIONS THE AUTHOR DOES THIS, NORMALLY THE NARRATOR'S THOUGHTS WOULD BE HIDDEN BUT SHE'S SHOWIN' MINE!

Author's note: Well is it my fault you have a lot on your mind? You should be thanking me >:( . I'm giving you permission to share your thoughts when I could've buried them. Let me write the first chapter in peace, will you.

Narration: Fine ma'am- Whats your name by the way?

Author's note: Listen, I can talk to you but that doesn't mean that I have to tell you stuff about me. Also, I'm not that old to be called ma'am, what makes you think i'm in my 30's?. Anyway, I'm kindly asking you to do your job Mr.-

Narration: Ok you can stop now I'll be a good narrator I promise.

Author's note: That's what I thought. Now do the final narration.

Narration: Fine fine, let me just clear my throat one sec. (cough cough) Ok, narrator voice on, eyes book read. Wait, that was corny. My apologies. Back to the pRoPeR narration.

Author's note: (giggles) I'm sorry HAHAHAHAHA.

Narration: AS I WAS SAYING, Melody Atlas Dixon. The Cinderella of Zynea High School. Whether you want to admit it or not, they're always the main character. Knowing that she's the 'nerd' instantly tells us that she's going to end with the famous boy in the long run. They'll break up eventually once she- Oh, no spoilers? Got it.

What a common 'love story'.

Wait, you can see that? My bad, theres nothing bad with stating my opinion though, just saying.

As for Lewis Lennox, I'm positive that both of us are very confused as to how Melody has not gotten any hints at all. He clearly likes her, I can't really tell if he, himself knows that he likes Melody now, not that i'm a mind reader, but I know it'll be too late once he realizes it and she'll be someone else's. I'm sorry I said what I said. Second leads never get a chance to find love, while all these main characters fall in love in an instant.

Anyways, what happens next? Oh right, I'm the narrator I forgot.

Once science class ended, Melody packed her things and went straight to the library to use the remaining time she has to study for her to ace her physics test.

Boring.

Narration: I'm back! Not that you guys care, I'm just the narrator and all. Whats in store for our dear marshallow today? We shall find out.

As classes resumed, Melody got into her Physics Class ready for the test that was to be given.

Melody's POV

"You ready?" I jumped as Lewis suddenly whispered to me. "I-I g-got s-scared! Don't d-do that again." I stutter as I say those words. "Didn't you say you only s-stutter n-now when you're n-nervous? Are you," He leans in closer and grabs my chin, "Nervous now?" He smirked.

Narration: Damn, Lewis is gettin' a bit spicy there don't you think author?

Author's Note: Well, I mean a lil spice won't hurt anyone's soul.

Narration: Good point. Ok Lewis do your thing. You're doing great my dude.

"C-cut it o-out. I-I'm nervous about t-the test." I tell him. "Don't worry Mallow. You'll do perfectly fine. I believe in you." He said. Why is he saying these words? "I-I never thought you could say those words. Thank you." I said. "Now prepare yourself, I'm gonna have to use my top-tier cheating skills to get through this test. And you're gonna be my google.". I knew it. But I mean he did make me feel ok, props to him for that. Lending a helping hand won't do anyone harm. "Prepare to enter the warzone." I told him. "Now that's what I'm talkin' about!".

Asher's POV

"You have got to be kidding me. I have no time for this nonsense Apollo. Try being the captain of the team, the student council president, and the top student in the high school. Its not as easy as you think." I told Apollo. Why would he ask me such a thing?

"Aw, Mr. Pretty Eyes is scared of getting a bit of dirt on his name? Come on dude, you're no fun. Don't think I forgot you shitted your pants in pre-school." He said.

Narration: Hey! Author I was not informed that theres gonna be swearing! I did not sign up for this!

Author's note: Its not like you can do anything against it HAHAHA. Now, shush.

"Don't make me punch your face for the 4th time this week Apollo. Go to one of your sidechicks and hang out with them, stop annoying me."

I felt the tension rise when I said sidechicks, what makes him think I don't know. Almost everyone at that party knew he danced with 2 other girls that wasn't Rose. "Asher buddy, we're best friends right? Can you let this slide? You know how Rose is. She'll kill me if she found out I was out with those girls." he begged.

"Behind you." I told him.

"Wha- ROSE?!-" His voice rose.

"I mean if I look like your girlfriend to you, its me Rose." Alvaro and I laughed.

Narration: *Sips tea* Oh, you're here....... What are you doing? Read the story. Wait, are you captivated by the way I'm sipping my tea? Just kidding, I said go back to reading!

Seriously not a single day with these guys are boring. Try having twins as best friends. Its double the chaos everyday. We got going to the gym to practice for a match we with DHS, our biggest competitor. We've been head to head on the court for more than 4 years now, and each time, we brought home the bacon. It would be a shame if we let that 4 years go to waste.

"Ashy~. I knew you guys would come early here." Selene ran into my arms. I stare at her. "I missed you Ashy~" She said. "Are you guys practing now?" She asked. "Class starts in 12 minutes, shouldn't you be else where now? Also let go of me." I tell her. "Don't be silly, Ashy. I came by to practice! And watch you play." She winked.

"Can you just go? I don't need you watching me, I'm not a 5 year old anymore." I ask her right when I realize that she's wearing my jersey. "Oooh, is there something we need to know you two?" Apollo and Alvaro asked in unison. "Shut it slaves." I reply.

Narration: Haha, Apollo and Alvaro KING, slaves ha ha. Comedy gold Asher, thats so funny my asthma is acting up. Just kidding I don't have asthma and Asher doesn't have humor either.

"Well, I am a cheerleader. A bit of practice won't hurt. I get to watch you guys too! Wouldn't you love that?" She said.

"From what I know your practing hours are in 2 pm through 6 pm. And you guys never practice with the basketball team on the court." I reply. I know everything about the events at school, no one can lie to me. Much more if it we're my friend. "Oh come on. Why can't I just watch you play?" She said with her 'puppy eyes'.

"Sure Selene! Our bud Asher here would definitely not mind. Right Asher?" Alvaro said. "I mean you can't reject those beautiful green eyes." Alvaro added.

"As a matter of fact, I do mind. We won't be dealing with you if you're inconvenienced. You can leave whenever you want too. I will be warning you, we will go hard on the court so if you get hit-" I said right when she butts in and says "I truly appreciate your concern Ashy, I will be fine so you have nothing to worry about.". The last time you said that you got your nose hit by the basketball.

"Right." I tell her. "Let's go change boys." I added and right when I stepped forward Selene stopped me and said "Where do you think you're going?" She said. Did she not hear me or is she just dumb? I lean down to reach her face "I said. We're. gonna. go. change. Out of my way." I said. What a nuisance.

Narration: Well would you look at that. Asher's ice cold, god damn. Ok so a brief description of Asher. Asher Galanis, son of Henry Galanis and Konstantina Galanis. Known to be one of the richest in Toronto, owning 4 mansions, and for god knows how many cars. Commonly called by his friends, Apollo King and Alvaro King, Mr. Pretty Eyes, for his pretty pale blue eyes that would make any girls' heart melt. Pft. Oh please, golden eyes are more pretty in the daylight.

Author's note: Well well well.

Don't believe everything I say. Anyway, coming from a politically inclined family, having his dad as a senator and his mother as a governor, Asher grew quite a lot of resentment towards his parents because they, not once, made him feel that he was their son. "You will be follow the path we've paved for you whether you like it or not." is their line, or thats how I would put it at least. Wow, that became sad real quick

Phew that was a mouthful of words.

Previously mentioned by Melody. Selene Nyx comes from a family of businessmen. As the heiress of one of the biggest financial companies in England, she has assured her future in the hands of her parent's company. To say the least, she's famous in their school for having good looks and in terms of financial status, her and Asher Galanis are a perfect match. Making the 'Golden Couple of Zynea High'. But then again theres Melody, and Asher will sooner or later like her, then Selene's true colors will show and she'll try to make Melody's chances with Asher miserable but will unfortunately fail because thats the fate of second leads. Sorry to break it to you Selene.

Actually, how about to spice things up Author, you let the second leads share their thoughts you know. That would be a refreshing way to show the readers a different side to what the main characters portray them as in their thoughts.

Author's note: They're called second-lead characters for a reason. If anything, their thoughts are irrelevant in this story.

Narration: You know what. You were able to make me speak my thoughts, why can't you do that for Selene huh? Or are you that brutal and incompetent as a writer to not even let her characters have the right to express themselves just because they're the "second-lead characters"? Is that what you're trying to say?

Author's note: Well you don't have to hurt my feelings as a writer. All you needed to do was ask. That hit a spot though.

Narration: *happy narrator noises* Thank you Author-nim~

Author's note: Am I brutal now?

Narration: Oh, not at all. You're the best writer in the world!

Author's note: This sounds like a dialogue between main characters now, lets just finish this chapter with Selene's POV, thats what you want right?

Narration: Yes, lez go.

Selene's POV

While walking through the hall on the way to the gym, I can't help but to get excited, I mean who wouldn't be? I'm gonna go see my Asher! "Ahhhhh I'm going to see Ashy again~~" These thoughts kept running around my mind. Teehee.

Narration: You know maybe I made a mistake. But who knows maybe she's better than just someone with a major crush on Asher and is obsessed with the thought of him. I have faith in you, Selene. Don't let me down.

Once I went in the gym, they weren't there yet. I guess I am quite a punctual person my self. When they arrived, I stopped and couldn't help but stare at Asher with his perfect delicate muscular body while sniffing his jersey that he gave me. "He is so perfect for me." I mumbled to myself.

Narration: This is too much. MAKE IT STOPP.

Author's note: You got what you asked for, now deal with it.

I called out to him as I ran to him and went it for a hug. I can slowly smell his perfume, so intoxicating yet still so classy. UGH He's just perfect.

Narration: Intoxicating and classy do not belong in the same sentence what is she talking about. And to think she's a heiress of a company. Aight, I've lost hope in her.

"From what I know your practing hours are in 2 pm through 6 pm. And you guys never practice with the basketball team on the court." Every word he says is just so well thought and delivered. He is absolutely mesmerising.

Asher's eyes are examining my body. Would you look at that, he realized that I'm wearing his jersey and his friends getting the wrong idea. I mean I wouldn't mind, Asher is already mine anyway. Asher looks so hot even if he's angry and telling his friends to shut up.