The Music Suite

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After lunch I felt like a movie on repeat as I went through the next four periods. Finally the day was over and I went to my locker to collect my homework and binders for studying. I felt like I was flying down the stairs next to my locker. I turned right down the hallway next to the 8th grade hallway. I quickly opened the door to the music rooms and opened the door next to the cello room. No one was in there, I simply shrug my shoulders and pick up my cello so I can put it into the black case. I sidestep into the corner where I usually throw the case. To my horror,

"Hey!" He was in my case,

"Aah!" I fall backwards, my large wooden instrument comes down with me. Ow.

"Oh God!" He climbs out of the case and walks over to take my hand, instead I put the neck of my cello into his hand and push myself up.

"Hey Connor." I say casually, as if none of that occurred. He laughed for a few moments then collected himself. I turn slightly red but he barely seemed to notice.

"So I uh, I um..." He looked down for a moment, then back up at me, he looked me right in the eyes. He slowly leaned towards my face. I have absolutely no idea what told me to do this, but I walked out of the way, he tripped over his backpack and into a cello. Ow,

"I, I'm sorry!" I grab my bag and cello and run out the room. I felt awful but there was something wrong with me. I shook my head and kept running, I could hear the echo of his footsteps, so I slipped out the side entrance by the auditorium. I guess thats when the horrible thing happened, when I ran into him.

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