Music to My Ears

Chapter 7•Holy Mother of Rooms

Levi and I sat in the car, his knuckles white as he clutched the steering wheel. I only stared at him with big eyes and a wide, goofy grin.

"Levi, you still mad at me?" I asked sweetly. He said nothing, just kept his eyes on the road. "Levi...you're not mad, just dissapointed, right?"

"I'm just dissapointed in the condom that failed your parents." He said bitterly.

"Dayum!" I burst out laughing. "That was harsh!"

Levi's stoic face didn't even flinch. When I settled my laugher I sighed and rested my head on the head rest, my eyes towards him.

"I'm sorry I embareassed you. If anything, I should be embarrassed."

"And for fucking once, you're not."

"I was a little. But hey, I was having fun, too. Lighten up, shawty." I playfully grinned, poking his shoulder. Levi shook his head as he turned the corner. "If it makes you feel better, the cashier lady thought you were cute."

"One: why do I care? And two: if you thought that, why would doing stupid shit like that infront of me?"

"Uno: I thought someone thinking your attractive would make you feel better."

"I get that kind of unwanted attention enough at school, why would I give a fuck if a cashier who needs to touch up her roots thinks I'm cute?"

"People in school like you?" I half laughed. I never really noticed girls gawking at Levi before. Poor fool probably just wishes he was that kind of guy.

"You know crazy bitch Rachel from gym?" He asked.

"Um...the girl with the dirty blonde hair, right?" I tried to remember the people in our gym class.

"Yeah, it's about your length."

"Oh, yeah! Oh yeah...she is crazy." I slowly nodded. And indeed she was. She was a first class weeaboo, and I've diagnosed her as bipolar. Don't get me wrong, I loved anime, but she was off the charts, probably has a body pillow of Sebastian Michaelis, calls you "Baka" or teachers "Sempii", weeaboo. Not to mention she told me I would look cute in cat ears. I objected the idea and she hissed at me.

Well fuck you too, crazy bitch Rachel.

"Yeah, she totally wants my dick." He sighed.

"That's hilarious." I giggled. "I've gotta keep an eye out on you two now. Maybe play some match maker."

"I will end you, shitty-curls." He darkly glared at me. I then noticed the slight dark circles under his eyes, making him all the more intimidating. I quarked a crooked smile back at him.

"I won't, relax." I reassured with a laugh.

"Tch," muttered Levi. "What's two?"

"Doe, I don't think it mattered. She thought you were my boyfriend."

"That's disgusting."

"I know, right? I could do so much better than you." I teased. Levi snorted, muttering something about I'll never do better than horse face. We pulled up into a long driveway, up ahead was a huge mansion. It didn't even fit in with the rest of the neighborhood, even if it was far out from the other houses. It was modern looking, with big and wide windows everywhere and white walls.

"Holy shit." I gasped, looking at the house as we drove into the garage. "You actually live here?"

"Yeah, kinda." Shrugged Levi as he turned off the car. I was suddenly so self concious of my apartment he visited the other day. It probably was like a cardboard box compared to this high class place. "You gonna help with the groceries or what?" Asked Levi as he opened the trunk.

"Oh, yeah." I nodded, hopping out of the car. We each held a large paper bag in each hand, and Levi lead me out of the garage and into the kitchen. It was the biggest and cleanest kitchen I had ever seen. The snow white counters literary sparkled in the bright lighting. Silver kitchen utensils such as spoons and whisks hug above the island that sat in the center of the kitchen.

"Make sure you take your shoes off." Said Levi as he stepped out of his black loafers. I kicked off my black flats and set the food on the counter.

"Nice crib you got here." I said, and I was able to see into the living room. Two of the walls where basically windows, giving the view of the green woods that surrounded the home.

"Thanks. My uncle built it." He said simply, walking into another room. I followed him, and he opened a door that took my breath away. "This is the music room, if you're too dim to tell."

Every instrument I could think of was in this room. Guitars of all kinds hug on the white walls, even a banjo was with the group. A black, grand piano sat in the corner, and a huge set of drums across from it on the other corner. Violins, fiddles, cellos and basses sat from largest to smallest on one long shelf. My jaw opened ajar, my eyes taking in the fantastic room.

"Close your mouth, you'll catch flies." Said Levi, closing my mouth with a finger to my chin.

"I can't believe you just have a room for music! This is amazing!"

"Well don't shit yourself now." Levi rolled his eyes, stepping in. I followed him like a little lost puppy, a huge, stupid smile spread across my face. He pulled out one cello, then looked over at me.

"Get two chairs from the dining room." He instructed. I nodded and looked for the dining room. When I found the gigantic dinning area with a long, wooden table, I grabbed two chairs and dragged them over back to Levi.

"Sit." He order, pushing my shoulder down so I did as told. He handed me a cello and the bow, then sat across from me. "Show me what you think you know."

I nodded again, gripping the long neck and let it comfortably rest on me. I began to play as much as I could remember, half of it being what I read last night and half of it being experienced with violin. The sweet notes pulled out of the strings, filling the room with a bittersweet and low melody. When it finished I looked up at Levi. He paused, before the corner of his lip drew up a smidge bit.

"Alright. Let's really start practicing."