[h3][color=a187be]Melanie[/color][/h3]

Oh no!  She did it again!  Curse narcolepsy!

Melanie awoke with a stir, mumbling to herself incoherently as her eyes peeled open softly to the blinding white of the sun in her face.  Her iPod had stopped playing, yet the earbuds remained firmly in place.  She yawned with a soft exhale, stretching and moving her neck a little to get out the stiffness of it all, but suddenly her eyes shot open.  [color=a187be]"Shit!"[/color]  She whimpered rising to her feet and dusting off her skinny jeans.  She didn't even bother to pick up her empty bottle of tea or her sandwich wrapper.  If anything the wind would take care of that.  Pumping her arms, Melanie sprinted across the school lawn, cursing herself more and more with disdainful mutters.  Why?  Why did she have to fall asleep again?  She couldn't even remember what she dreamed.

But wait....

Yet again another thing.  She got herself worked up over nothing.  No one was leaving as it seemed, so it was still lunch time.

Melanie sighed, thinking about how much of an idiot she probably looked like, her cheeks burning a painful shade of fuchsia.  There was a peculiar sound that caught her ear however, the telltale plucking of metal strings reverberating towards her ears, then...a voice.  Melanie, she swore it was the song of a siren, beautiful, enchanting, much like her favorite female vocalists.  And just as a siren, the song seemed to be lulling her to the direction of the songstress, and there Melanie's eyes beheld her.  [color=a187be][i]Oh wow....she's...pretty...[/i][/color]  Melanie mused listening to the girl sing, hanging onto every note, every lyric.  She enjoyed hearing people sing, mostly because everyone's voices sounded so much better compared to hers.  But this girl, she was unlike anything Melanie ever heard.

She could just sit there for days and listen to her...gracefully plucking the strings of her guitar and singing with that oh so captivating voice.