Alex
The ever-elusive Melody Plum, the girl I almost have. Well, that's a bit of a laugh in itself, isn't it? Melody is the most independent, free-spirited girl I know. She won't bow or sway for anyone, least of all me.
After our maths class, I approached her desk so that I could escort her to the library. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, she stays at school till six-thirty because of Yearbook meetings, which starts at five, but in between the end of class and her next activity, she frequently goes to the library to get a jump on her homework. For the last couple of weeks, I've been going there with her. I watch her while pretending to do the homework I'd already done in between classes.
When she concentrates, she tends to bite her lower lip or have the tiniest tip of her tongue sti
