The man was too perfect. His smile was soft with a hint of femininity, his strong bone structure was all male. He was a blond young man not too far out of high school, with brown hair, ocean blue eyes, and a general air of negligent repose. This man was introducing as Mr. Adams by Mr. Harry our Band director and Drivers ed teacher. Mr. Adams is going to be the new TA.

"Ally can you help Mr. Adams with organizing the music after school?" Mr. Harry asks, I nod and we begin class. Music fills the air without effort, like the waves filling holes in beach sand; the sound rushing in and around every person in the room. A lively tempo can lift them, elevate the spirit, or move them to dance, whilst a slow one can relax the mood. Before the notes filled the air, every person was an island, with it they all feel the same tidal flows and the beginnings of togetherness feels warm.

And the music of the flute came quick, rather brilliant like a call-note, or like a long quick message, half command. To me, it was like a pure male voice as a blackbird's when he calls a pure male voice, not only calling, but telling me something, telling me something, and soothing my soul to sleep.

To Marcus, everything was a drum. He drummed on the desks and he drummed on his books, he drummed on upturned pots and pans and he drummed on his thighs when there was nothing else available. The great thing about music is that it didn't save your life, it gave you strength and will power to save your own life; that's the beauty of music.

Music is the rhythm of my soul. It flows through my veins and swirls in my head. It makes my fingers drum and my feet tap. It transcends the everyday monotony to make each fresh morning a new journey of sounds. Band is the only think I go to school for, I don't go because I must, because of my friends, because of my education. It's because of music, I don't really know why it just make me as a whole.

After my world ends, the end of every class, it doesn't matter what I do, there are no expectations. I organize the music properly after Mr. Adams scramble everything worse that it was. Marcus felt behind for detention, he cleans the counters.

" You're not going anywhere your jobs not done. You missed these cabinets and those draws. He also wants his computer cleaned, Mr. Adams can vacuum." I say stopping Marcus at the door.

"Why do you have to be a total bitch to me? Especially after the dance." He says as he walks over to me grabbing my wrists.

"Nothing happened at the dance, so let go of me," I say twisting my wrists.

" No! I will not, you promised to hear me out... And you won't so..." He started to say as he pulls me onto the ground, the next thing I knew he slapped my butt. I pushed him off me, I slapped him.

"What the hall was that you perv! Stay away from me!" I yell.

" If you haven't noticed, how I've been sexually harassing you... Would you not think I have feelings for you?" He yells back.

" I don't care! I'll never be able to l..." I yell then start to lower my voice until nothing comes out. Tears start falling down my cheeks, I wipe them away, getting myself together.

"I won't let this go, you will pay for this!" Marcus yells then he runs out the door. I stare out the door as it closes by itself. What did he mean by that...?

I finish what everyone was supposed to do, Marcus left and Mr. Adams disappeared. I walk home along listening to the arithmetic beat of the bass feels me with warmth. It floods through my blood, almost changing the beat of my heart matching with its own. The music and I have our own language, we speak to each other without words. The headphones split us apart from the normality of the world. Here I travel alone.

Opening the door, once again to a drunken mom on the couch. A flavored alcoholic drink was left on the kitchens table, I stood there staring at it. I grab a sandwich from the fridge and I head to my room. I finished my homework, but I couldn't sleep. I left I watched my feet take steps across the glossy tiles, my dusty canvas sneakers next to the shined pointed-toe leather shoes of passing people. The moonlight glistened on the ground through the treetops. I stop randomly after I hit town, I look up looking at a phone shop. There is nothing more I could do besides look.

"Hello, is there anything pacific you are looking for?" A tall man with a gorgeous bone structure asks me.

" No, I'm just browsing, if there is anything I'll let you know," I say with a smile and I look over at the smart phones. Looking at the details, I over hear the workers talk. "You should have put the sign up this morning!" one said. I look over and see a sign saying 'Hiring now'

" What type of person are you looking for?" I ask as I walk over quickly pointing at the sign.

"No one in particular. Are you interested?" The same tall man named Alec says.

"Yes, I never worked before, and I'm still in high school. I'll graduate at the end of this year then I will be college. I am good with people, but I don't have a phone so there's no way that anyone could get a hold of me..." I say then Alec cuts me off.

"Are you in a relationship?" he asks, I shake my head no. " Why I ask is because the last woman that worked here her boyfriend didn't want her working with other guys. So..." Then Alec stops, then looks at the other guy working. "You're hired."

"Really...? This usually never happened except in movies and stuff." I start to say.

" I agree, we will let you use a phone of your choice, and you will work here to pay it off, they pay is $12 an hour, so it will get paid off easy. Is that all right?" He asks.

"Yes! I'm ready as soon as possible." I say.

" Next week, Monday 3:30pm-10pm. Come in tomorrow and get you're supplies and contract." He continues. I'm so excited, I once again look at the phones, I pick one up, the one that calls out my name.

" Here it is, there's a 2-year contract. I'll be training you next week." A man named Joe says, he hands me the phone and I'm on my way home. Plopping on my bed I opened the phone box, I take put everything and lay it on the bed. I read the manual and I put the sims card in and turned it on. Feeling the new phones structure, felt weird. Putting in all my personal information it opened. Now what do I do?