The Sixth Chapter - Melody Grier

The Sixth Chapter - Melody Grier by BrInG iT oN... aLL oR nOtHiNg


Melody felt slightly uncomfortable as she walked down the hallway with Ellie. Her mother's old dress from her rockstar-dom days was a little tight, her guitar was heavy, and she would trade anything in the world for a pair of Converse instead of these gold flats. But Melody could pull it off, and that was basically all that mattered in the world of Charleston.

As soon as Ellie had taken one glance at ... her enemy-by-blood, they had run away. There was no need for a fight in the halls.

"Mel? Mel? Hello? What's your first period class?" Ellie was asking. Melody snapped back to life after going over all the guitar chords in the world in her head.

"Oh, uh...." Mel looked at her schedule. "American History with Madame Lachelle."

That made the two of them crack up. Who ever heard of AMERICAN History with a French teacher?!??!??!?

Then, a tiny little blonde danced up to the two of them and waved hello. She had a big smile on her face. Melody and Ellie looked up from their laughing spaz to see their good friend, Isabelle Heart. They gave her a giant hug, and then split up for classes. Unfortunately, they didn't have a class with each other until 4th period Study Hall. So Melody walked off to American History.

She approached door 290 and opened the door. There was a tiny little wrinkled French lady with blue-white hair and a textbook in her arm.

"Are you Madamoiselle Grier?" Madame Lachelle asked, in a heavy French accent.

"Oui." Melody giggled, saying the only french word she knew.

"Oh....... Tu parle francais?" Madame asked.

"Uh........ No." Melody said, and walked quickly to the first spot she saw: a seat next to a girl with vivid red hair and nearly electric green eyes. She was wearing glasses and her nose was in a book. A very very thick book. She looked like she should be social, with her looks and all, but she wasn't, and you could tell in one look at that thick book. Melody decided to be her usual social stuff, and talk to her.

"Uh, hey. What's your name?" She asked the girl, who peeked her head out of her book, as if to ask, Are you actually talking to me? Melody looked at her. This girl was dressed heinously and seriously needed some mascara, but aside from that she was actually quite pretty.

"Umm.... Calliope. Calliope Strumm."

"Wow, that's a really cool name. I'm Melody Grier. Just Melody." Melody extended her polished hand, and Calliope gave it a firm shake. Then Calliope went into her normal bookbag and pulled out a YSL Lip Marker, in Melody's favorite shade.

"Oh My God!!!!!" Melody squealed. "Can I see that?"

"Oh, sure." Calliope handed it over, and Melody looked at it carefully. Yep, it was the real thing.

"This is my favorite shade!!!" Melody squealed.

"Oh, these are like my obsession." Calliope said, blushing. "I have every one of them."

"Oh my god, Lucky!!!"

"You can borrow one, if you want. I'll bring some more tomorrow. I have a few in my locker now."

"Ohhh yay!" Melody said, her face brightening up by the second.

Melody knew she might get in trouble for it, but she wanted to know more about Calliope, and the best way to do this is to invite her to the sleepover tonight. Mel brought out her special stationary, kept in her bag for special occasions, and wrote out....

"Callie, meet us at 7pm at 1225 5th Avenue. Wear some cute pajamas."

Then Melody wrote "Callie Strumm" on the front, and passed it. Calliope read it over, smiled, blushed, smiled more, and wrote something on the back, and passed it back. The note Calliope sent back said,

"I'll be there :] "

Melody settled back in her chair, re-going over the chords in her head. She was trying to think of what she was going to say to Ellie and Isabelle when they saw the newest "addition" at the sleepover tonight.