Unwritten Chords

Chapter 13: Caught off guard.

"That. Was. Impressive!" Tyler chimed in and clapped taking steps and standing beside Adrian.

Evan joined in as well,"so it's not just the beauty, I see."

"What are you? How do you know all this? Don't tell me you are a secret singer under a mask or something." Tyler asked making anya chuckle and putting Adrian in thoughts "how is she good at this?" He thought to himself.

Anya let out a quiet laugh as she pushed through the glass doors, her presence drawing their attention. She walked toward them, the air still humming with the buzz of her performance.

Anya chuckled, the sound light and easy. "Nah, no secret identity here," she said, walking closer to them. "But my brother's a composer. He's the real deal-So yeah, I guess some of it rubbed off." Anya shrugged.

Meanwhile Adrian made a mental note of a little new information about her.

Evan raised an eyebrow. "A composer, huh? Guess the whole family's got skills."

Anya gave him a sly grin. "You could say that. But don't get any ideas. I'm not here to steal your spotlight."

Tyler grinned. "You'd probably do it better, though." Anya's eyes rolled at his comment.

"Catch you guys tomorrow. I've got work to do," Anya said, glancing at her wristwatch, already making her way toward the glass doors.

"Want a ride?" Evan asked, walking toward her with a teasing grin, his eyes scanning her casually as if expecting her to say yes.

Anya stopped in her tracks for a moment, considering his offer. "Nah, I'm good. I stay near."

Evan raised an eyebrow, but before he could respond, Tyler, who had been watching quietly, suddenly spoke up. "Hey, Adrian, can I borrow your bike keys?"

Adrian, who had been deeply focused on the track he was tweaking, glanced up briefly at Tyler. His expression remained unreadable as he reached into his pocket and tossed the keys to Tyler with a slight nod.

"Thanks," Tyler said, catching them with ease, a grin on his face. "I'll make sure not to crash it."

Adrian's eyes narrowed slightly,the corners of his lips curling up slightly"One scratch on her,and you are dead." Adrian warned,pointing at him. But there was a playful edge to his warning,one that made it clear he wasn't serious.

Anya, noticing the exchange, couldn't help but smirk at the casual ease between the guys. She shook her head. "You guys are ridiculous," she muttered with a quiet laugh, but her attention was momentarily drawn to Adrian again. He was already back to the console, adjusting the sound once more, his focus sharp, almost like he hadn't even noticed her words.

Evan noticed the shift in Anya's gaze and chuckled. "You sure you're not staying for another round? You look like you're about to start a whole new track."

Anya shrugged, her expression neutral but with a playful edge. "No, I'm not staying," she replied, her tone firm but not unfriendly. "But you guys have fun, I'll catch you later."

"We'll probably leave now" Evan said casually,packing up his things.

"Cool then,see y'all."
As she walked toward the door, her steps steady, she caught one last glimpse of Adrian, his back turned, absorbed in the music once again. A small, unspoken thought lingered in her mind as she stepped outside into the cool air.
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Adrian's POV

I didn't mind the walk, but I hated how it felt. Tyler had taken my bike, leaving me with no choice but to head home on foot. The walk was supposed to clear my head, but all it did was fill it with more clutter.