He managed to play two notes before he stopped, shook his head and laughed softly before looking up at us.

"Ok, so don't laugh. This is one of my favorite songs and I tend to sing along to it. I may not have a beautiful voice, but I can't help it."

I smiled at his honesty and nodded. Hey, I sung along to my favorite songs too and I didn't sing. So I wasn't a person to judge.

He took a couple of deep breaths and then began to strum the first few chords of his song. Those few notes were all it took for me to drop my mouth and stare at him speechless. No he didn't do any fancy or hard chords; what surprised me was that I knew that song by heart. It was one of my favorites too.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise......

I couldn't help but to sing along in my head, knowing it was hopeless to resist not doing it. I faintly heard Nathan's soft voice and I smiled, laughing to myself as I remembered his warning.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Nathan quickly looked up at me with a smile and I couldn't help but to avoid his gaze and blush. I faintly heard Mr. Zee squeal with delight and I couldn't help but to take a second and ask why?

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

As he slowly finished off the song and the last notes hung in the air, I joined my hands and clapped along with Mr. Bass and Mr. Zee, smiling widely. Both teachers were right about him being able to play and I laughed softly at our stubbornness. Suddenly Nathan started to clap as well and the smile disappeared as I stared at him in confusion.

Why was he clapping for himself? I looked at our "teachers" and found them looking at me, smiling hugely and still clapping.

"Oh my god, Claire!! You didn't tell me you could sing!!" Mr. Zee all but shrieked in delight and I kept my frown. What did he eat for breakfast this morning? I haven't sang in front of him....

"I have never sung for you or for anyone. What are you talking about?"

"You were singing along and let me tell you, you can sing as well," Nathan explained to me.

"What? I didn't sing along. Well maybe in my head but not out loud!!"

"Oh no. Trust me. You were singing out loud."

What?? Since when?? And why didn't I realize I was singing out loud!??

"Hey, don't worry. It's not like you are ever going to sing again. It was nice hearing your voice and with Nathan's, it just added that little extra moment. You two can sing well together."

"Wait what?" Nathan yelled, causing me to jump. My glasses moved a little at my sudden movement and I quickly pushed them back up. "What do you mean I can sing? I can't sing!!"

"Oh yes you can," Mr. Bass laughed. "Both of you just stop ignoring your talents and accept the compliments. Like Mr. Zee said, you won't sing again so don't worry about it."

The shrill of the bell made me jump again and both teachers sighed. "Well I have to get ready for my second period class. But good job you two. Please reconsider my words Claire," Mr. Zee said before walking away.

"Yeah I have to get ready as well. I would say stay here and play as long as you want, but unfortunately I have to kick both of you out."

I took that as my cue to leave and I gladly took it. I ran out the room, went to where I had left my bag and picked it up before walking away, bumping into the few students who were walking in. Not even three steps in, I felt someone's hand on my shoulder and I flinched, turning around.

"Where are you going?" Nathan asked me, walking along next to me. I looked down and shrugged, not really knowing where I was going. Maybe my car like always, but that was getting boring. "Want to go get a coffee? My treat."

I paused in the middle of the hallway, earning me some complaints and a couple of pushes. Nathan frown at all of them and moved us to the side while still glaring at the students.

"What?" I finally gasped.

"You. Me. Coffee? My treat."

"Why?"

He just shrugged and ran his fingers through his hair. I found my eyes following the movement and I mentally slapped myself. "Where else can we go? We still have another period to go before class."

"You.... are inviting me...... to coffee?"

"Yes," he breathed out. "Is that some kind of surprise or what?"

I shook my head and started to walk again. Should I go? Should I stay? He was being nice and he probably wanted to talk about something. Ugh but this was sooo not me. I had already talked to Nathan more than what I had talked to anyone else in here in the past three years. It wasn't bad, but it was weird using my voice.

"Ok," I finally said and I heard him pause. I didn't look back. I just kept on walking while keeping my eyes on the door and feeling his gaze on my back. I shuddered lightly as I felt him catch up.

"Really?" He asked surprised. "Great. Let's go! We can take my car!"

I blinked rapidly, not realizing this part of the deal, but then sighed and went along with it. I was already this far in, so might as well take it another step. It wouldn't hurt me, right?

"So which one is yours?" he said as soon as we entered the parking lot. I looked at him confused and he cracked a smile. "Car."

Oh. I blushed and pointed to the only car that was by itself. He followed my finger and then he whistled. "Dang. Nice car! Why do you park so far away?"

I shrugged and opened the door to his dark blue baby. I knew NOTHING about cars or models so don't ask me what type it was. I could just tell you the color and that was about it. I could tell that it was an expensive one, but I didn't bother to ask if it was.

After a couple of minutes of silence and the radio softly playing in the background, he finally said something. "So Halloween is in a couple of days. Are you excited?"

I watched as the red light turned green and then I answered. "No. Not really. Why?"

He shrugged. "Oh. Just wondering. You know because of the Halloween Bash and all....."

I frowned slightly at his words and took a peek at him as he sighed and looked straight ahead. Why was he mentioning the Bash? Was he going?

"What about it? Are you going?"

"Are you going?"

I rolled my eyes at his comeback but answered. "No. I don't dance."

"What do you mean you don't dance?Everyone dances!"

"Not me. I don't know how," I silently whispered and I felt his stare.

"You don't know how to dance?" He asked surprised and I blushed. I shook my head and sighed.

"Never cared much about dancing. My parents aren't really dancers themselves so I guess that's where I got it from."

"Wow," he breathed a couple of moments later. "I would have never guess that."

"What do you mean?"

He immediately blushed and looked my way. "Don't get me wrong, but you have the body of a dancer. That's why I'm surprised you can't dance."

He was checking me out? What!? I looked down and cursed softly as I realized I had taken off my sweater in this warm and tight space without noticing. I wasn't starving myself skinny or anything like that. I actually ate like a pig and worked out zero times a month. My metabolism was high, but having my father as a doctor also explained all the healthy choices we ate as a family.

"My dad is a doctor," I tried to explain as I wrapped the sweater around me without really putting it on. "We eat healthy stuff but that doesn't mean we don't engorge ourselves in fatty foods as well. If you ever saw me eat, you would think that I haven't eaten in weeks."

I chuckled and he joined me. "I can't imagine that." As he pulled into the drive-thru, I raised my eyebrows up at him and he shrugged. "If we go inside, time will fly by and we won't end up going to school. And I'm sure you don't want to skip." My eyes widen and he smiled. "Your order milady?"