Tonight when I look into the sky
I know this is why I am alive
Tonight when I look into the sky
I know this is why I am alive

So sing with me if you feel this feeling
So sing with me if you feel this feeling
I'm alive

Of course it had to be the one day to decide to rain. The wind was blowing its hardest as the other students rain coats were forced open as the students struggled to tighten it back around their shivering bodies. I was rushing (only to get out of the rain) to my only class today that I would in fact be a few minutes early for so that I could study in the hallways until the teacher came to let us in. The downside is that I would have to deal with the queen bee of the cheerleaders and her boyfriend, the same jock that I bumped into yesterday. This day could not get anymore perfect. Yeah right. I had to sit a few seats behind them and hear everything that they said and mock about the teacher who was actually a pretty cool.

"Okay class, I see that some of you remembered that we have a test today so good for you while I see that others completely forgot. To those now rushing to study, hope you were able to get as much information as you can because the test is starting right now. Please put your bags and extra papers on the ground beneath your chair; don't worry about extra paper to write your answers on because everything will be provided. And begin." the teacher said as he did indeed hand out extra papers and went back behind his desk. Afterwards, the only sounds heard in the class were students groaning when they couldn't think of an answer, pencils writing, erasers being used, and papers flipping.

I was the sixth person who was finished early and happily turned my paper in to the teacher with a smile on my face as I left out the door, quietly closing it back so as not to disturb the remaining students. As I left the building to head back to my apartment until my next class, I was hoping that the rain had let up a little bit so I wouldn't get too wet; alas though not everything is as we hope. I rushed through the pouring rain, knowing that my bag was probably soaked by now as well as part of my front outfit. I just made it into the door before another gust of wind blew my coat open for the fourth time since my trek back. I turned the heater up to full-blown blast to get the room warm.

As I just taking off my coat and bookbag a bing resounded letting me know that I had a new text message which was weird. Now I wouldn't really worry about that seeing as only my friends have my phone number and some of the teachers who are my most favorite. The reason why it was weird was because it wasn't coming from the phone in my pocket, but from the phone that I send out the lyric text messages.

"I don't know who you are, but this actually helped me a little bit. So thanks a ton Miss. Queen.
`sent by: BK

I was happy that my past text helped this person out, but I had no idea who they were. I grabbed my first phone and texted the girls, to see what they would say about this. Because from all the times I've done this, someone replying back has never happened.

"Does the person sound hot? Because if they do, then I and the rest of the girls could probably set you and mystery man up on a date." February replied back in seconds; sometimes I wonder if all she thinks about is trying to set me up on blind dates. This one time she and the girls actually did that, and the guy wasn't bad to look at but that's as far as went. All he kept asking me, in subtele different ways, was if I wanted to get out of here and find a hotel room were we could have sex. The worst part was they found him on a internet dating website. Let's just say, I'm never trusting them in dealing with anything to my love life again.

"Really Athe; let me remind you about Mr. Internet Sex Man from the last time you and the girls set me up on a blind date. But in truth, I don't really know? Heck, he could be a secret killer in mist of the other students." I texted back using one of her nicknames.

"Why don't you text back something asking them who they are and see what happens." April texted back being the resonable one between February and I; the other girls and I consider her like a mother figure to all of us and not just because she's older but because sometimes of the wisdom she brings to things like this.

"Well, how the hell were we supposed to know that he was a sexual only type of guy. By the way, are you in your apartment? Because today is your night for hosting the movies. Oh and one more thing, March wanted me to let you know that she posted some photos from tonight on her Instagram." February texted back.

"Thanks for the wisdom Mother." I joked in my text back to April, but she knew it was hilarious as well seeing as she catches herself sometimes actually being like one to us.

I thought about what April said and decided to text the person back after all.

"I'm glad that you were able to find inspiration in my text, but I gotta ask in cause you may turn out to be a serial killer on the run, but who are you?" the text showed that it was sent off at 9:40pm.

"Oh, tonight's my night for hosting movies? Sure, just give me a few moments to get everything set up for everyone before you all come barging in. And next time, how about just leaving my love life alone. Tell March that I'm checking it out right now." I texted to February.

I logged into my Instagram page and clicked under followers and found March's page and went to her newest photo. She had taken a photo of the midnight sky with the stars shining brighter than ever before. Today was one of those days that made me glad I had friends to keep me smiling.

Before all the girls came over I texted todays' lyric from my other phone to five other random numbers; techinquely it was six numbers since I texted them to the mystery person as well.

"Tonight when I look into the sky
I know this is why I am alive
Tonight when I look into the sky
I know this is why I am alive

So sing with me if you feel this feeling
So sing with me if you feel this feeling
I'm alive
`sent by: Lyric Queen"

Here's hoping that sending that first text message won't come back and bite me in the end.

So there's the third chapter. I know that someone of you have probably left to better stories and that's fine. To the ones that stayed and waited this long: THIS ONES FOR YOU!!!! Here's hoping that something like this won't happen again (no promises though)

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