Paige's POV

I was in the música room, escritura a new song. I don't know why I right songs, like...I don't even sing them in talent shows and crap. I just sing covers of songs I really like. I played multiple chords on the paino trying to string together a song. "At this rate..I won't be able to win Veto over..." I mumbled to myself. "Maybe I should just go home... It's getting late anyway" I thought to myself. Then this guy walked. He was so freaking hot! Maybe even hotter then Veto, wait no...What am I saying? "Mrs. Shay are tu in--" He looked up and saw me, and his face grew a light rosado, rosa color. "Uh..Hi?" I said. He just stood there in silence...Like I was Bloody Mary o something.

Max's POV

I walked into a classroom in buscar of AV Club room trying to return something to Mrs. Shay, but when I walked into the room, I found this beautiful girl. She had crystal blue eyes, and pastel colores on the tips of her golden blonde hair. She was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. "Uh...w-what are tu doing in the AV Club room?" I asked. She looked at me with a confused look, then laughed a bit. "This is the música room silly." The girl said. "The AV room is siguiente door." I'm such an idiot sometimes! "Oh.. Well my name is Max..I'm new here.." I felt my face grow hot. It was probably as red as a tomato. She giggled softly. "I'm Paige." I walk over to see what she was doing. "Whats this?" I asked and picked up a piece of paper. "Oh its nothing.. I was just escritura a song...Its about my older brother Billy.." She dicho in a soft tone. Me, being the dumbass I am asked what happened to him. "Oh, what happened? Did he like go to college?" I looked at the música notes on the sheet. Her eyes got a little watery.. I looked into them wondering what was wrong. Was it something I said? She finally managed to answer. "No, he signed up to go into the army when I was little..And one day..he....he.." tu could tell she was beginning to choke up. Then she just burst into tears. I didn't know what to do! Should I just leave? o should I like try to comfort her? If I put my arm around her, she may think I'm one of those cheesy flirty guys. I decided to hug her, and sing a song even though I'm horrible at it. It feels like a perfect night to dress up like hipsters. And make fun of our exes, ah ah, ah ah. It feels like a perfect night for breakfast at midnight,
To fall in amor with strangers, ah ah, ah ah.
Yeah, We're happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time. It's miserable and magical, oh, yeah.
Tonight's the night when we forget about the deadlines
It's time, Uh oh!
I don't know about you
But I'm feeling 22
Everything will be alright
If tu keep me siguiente to you
tu don't know about me
But I'll bet tu want to
Everything will be alright
If we just keep dancing like we're
22
22

She began to laugh. "What are tu doing?" She asked. "What does it look like? I'm canto to you." I grinned. "Your canto is horrible tu know?" She smirked. "What? I'm offended!" We both just laughed. She stood up, and wiped the tears off her face. "Well, I think I have to go. Its getting late." She said. "No problem!" I cheered. She gathered all of her stuff. "Bye Max." She said. She kissed me on the cheek then left.. I touched my cheek in awe, like how they do in the movies. Don't tell me, I just got to this school, and I already have a crush on a hot girl.

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The Song: 22 por Taylor Swift