I was playing Pachelbell's Cannon in D, I had that one memorized the best so i chose to do that. As I was finishing the song James came over to the piano, and put his hands on my shoulders and started to massage them.
"How about a duet miss Donavan?"
"I dont think that you would be able to keep up with me".
"You wanna bet? You have never seen me if I can play the piano or not."
"Sure lets go, and by the way it's 1-0 you're losing".
"What? how do you have one point?"
"Dinner, I saw your face."
"I assure you that is not all it takes to turn me on Miss Donovan, I will admit I was shocked but. turned on? no"
"OH?"
"Now what shall we play?"
" How about the flight of the Bumblebee?"
He pulled out the sheet music and assigned our octaves.
"On the count of three Donovan?"
"Yeah! lets do this!"
"1-2-3!"We said at the same time.
We started to play the song slow at first then into the the right speed of the song. each time we finished a page James turned it and we kept going.as we were finishing the song i had to move my octave higher. when I did James grabbed my pinky causing me to mess up.
"Hey look at that, looks like you're the one who can't keep up."
"Yeah i sure couldnt keep up with someone who-."
"Hello Mother, father." somone said.
"Youre not welcome here AShton." James father said.
' What I cant even come say congratulations to my own brother?"
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