The boy ~1~

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I was walking down the streets with my dad, on the way home from the playground. I heard some music that was so happy it seemed like it was dancing. I dashed towards it wanting to know the source of the music. I got close to a house and peeked through the window. There was a boy with white hair around the same age as me, facing a grand piano. His back was facing me and I couldn't see his face, but I giggled finding it funny how the piano seemed too big for him. The music made me giddy and happy, and even if I was only 5 and had never made music other than singing, I could tell that he was good for his age. My dad caught up to me and told me it was time to go. I cried not wanting to leave, but my dad carried me away.

The next day, I dragged my dad to the park again. I just wanted to hear that piano. On our way home, I ran ahead of my dad and all the way up to the house. My dad wasn't able to catch up to me so easily because of my quick legs. I giggled as I peeked through the window but that immediately turned to a frown. The boy was not playing. I decided I should wait for a few minutes when I heard a car park in the driveway. I jumped back from the window in surprise as I saw the boy with white hair come out. Along with his white hair, he had vibrant green eyes and a big smile. He ran up to me and said "what are you doing here?" I shrugged. "Well... do you want to play?" I thought for a moment and nodded. We played for a while, as my dad talked to his mom. Eventually I had to go and we promised to play together the next day.

It was 4 weeks into summer break, and 3 weeks since I met the boy. We've been playing together everyday ever since. I jumped on my dad's bed for him to get up. A few minutes later I was outside running with my dad behind me. I was especially excited, because yesterday my dad bought me a violin! He saw how I loved music and thought that maybe I should learn an instrument too. My dad was slower than usual, because he was being careful because he was holding my violin. When we got to his house, I immediately ran up to the door and ranged the doorbell. No one answered and so I rang it again. No one still answered.

And ever since, he never answered the door. I had realized I had never asked his name. I made new friends, and many years passed. Over the years, I forgot about him...

Hi guys! It's Luna and I guess this is my first ff alone. Excluding the garmau one shot that I did to annoy CanadianAvocado We're not that active, but you could go check out our aarmau story Thecanadianfangirls but anyways, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, and will continue reads my book! Bye!

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