Forbidden Love

Chapter 4: Emily

Kyo walks into the band room and sits in the first chair of the saxophone section. She pulls out her saxophone and begins to warm-up with a few scales. Soon, she is lost within the scales and begin to play some music by heart. The room disappears and it is only Kyo with her saxophone. She feels calm, she feels at peace, and she feels whole again. Faster and faster, her fingers dances on the keys. 

"Hello, Kyo!" 

Kyo stops playing and the room appears before her. She glances over and sees Emily; a blonde haired, preppy girl, with a great sense of fashion. Emily is beyond rich. Her mother is a huge business woman who is known around the state. Other women wants her, men wants to be her. She is at a high social class and Emily will soon join her after High School. 

"Hello, Emily. How are you?" Kyo asks. 

"I am so good! I went traveling throughout the whole summer! I even held a baby monkey. Isn't that wonderful? Though my mother couldn't come with me, so I was stuck with my Butler and my cousin. My cousin is so awful. She thinks men should be treated fairly just like women. Can you believe her? As if that will ever happen." She huffs and gets out her saxophone. 

"Yea, sounds awful." Kyo replies back. 

"That's what I thought! Then she completely embarrassed me by the clothes she brought with us. Can you believe she brought homemade clothes her mother made for her? How embarrassing! They didn't look the bit fashionable. And her shoes, didn't match at all." 

Kyo looks Emily up and down and sees that Emily is wearing a light blue dress with white heels. Her golden curls fell around her face and down her shoulders, her green eyes bright as grass. She had a skinny frame with huge breasts and a perky butt. Women drooled over her but she acted as if she didn't care. She knew she could get any girl she wanted. 

"Didn't you tell me that her mother was in the hospital dying?" Kyo asks. 

Emily waves her hand at her, "Yes, but that's not important. What is important is how she embarrassed me on my vacation. Out in public. I am afraid of what everyone there is saying about me right now. Urg, I can't believe her."

"Yea, must have been an awful vacation," Kyo said, trying not to roll her eyes at Emily. 

Emily may be beautiful, rich, and popular, but she has the worst narcissist personality ever. All she thinks about is herself. Literally. Ever since Kyo met her back in Elementary school, Emily only talked about herself. Sure she asked Kyo a few questions, but Emily always made her seem better by replying back. If Kyo tells her she went on a walk, Emily would respond how she flew across state. 

Emily begins to warm-up on her saxophone. She plays a few squeaky notes and then pouts. She looks at Kyo and asks, "How are you so good at this?" 

"I let the music take me away. I allow the music to help me escape reality. Whether at home or in class." 

"What does that even mean?" 

"It means," Kyo looks at her, "That you need to practice more." 

Emily crosses her arms and then smiles widely while looking at Kyo, "You could help me practice! I could go to your house and we could play our saxophones. We could watch movies, eat dinner together, and talk about everything. Oh, Kyo, it will be so much fun!" 

"Uhhh," Kyo begins but Emily cuts her off.

"Tomorrow I will be at your house at 5 pm. It'll be so much fun!" Emily says, making it sound as if Kyo has no choice but to agree. 

"Yea, fun. I can't wait." 

Kill me now, Kyo thinks. 

Just then, the band director walks in and stands in front of the stand. His voice booms across the room, "Welcome back students! I am Mr. Hutch. I see a lot of familiar faces and some new ones as well. Yes, I welcome all of you to my fun class. Now, I will pass out your music for this semester and we will practice immediately." 

Mr. Hutch passes the music to each section. It is an easy piece, a piece that allows Mr. Hutch to know which one of us is good and the rest are bad. He conducts us and I begin to play this piece perfectly. No mistake, no squeak, no speeding up or slowing down, just perfect playing. Emily, on the other hand, is a train wreck. She squeaks, squaks, and at every kind of speed. I mentally shake my head to her playing. She started band a year after I started but has yet to improve much. I honestly don't know why she even joined band in the first place, she doesn't seem to enjoy it. She especially doesn't enjoy the marching uniforms either. Mr. Hutch has asked her if she wanted to do Color Guard, but she said no. She told him and everyone else she wanted to be a saxophonist. 

Mr. Hutch stops us from playing and tells the class, "Next class period, I will have your assign seats ready. Until then, I want you to practice the other songs so we can begin them on Thursday. You may leave." 

Kyo quickly takes her saxophone apart and puts it inside her case. She takes her saxophone to her spot on the rack and grabs her packback. 

Emily walks next to her, "What class do you have next?" 

"Art," Kyo tell her. 

"Me too! Let's walk together," Emily says, smiling widely. 

Kyo shrugs but walks to Art class with Emily walking beside her. Along the way, Kyo couldn't help but notice how many eyes are on her. She then realizes that Emily has never walked to class with someone, she always said it wasn't how she does things. 

Great, they are going to think I'm dating this narcissistic. 

They enter class and Kyo smiles widely at Skylar. She sits next to him at the table and whispers to him. 

"How's John?" 

Skylar shakes his head, "Not good, Hun. He can't come back to school in a week. But the couch is allowing him to continue playing sports. If, and only if, he doesn't get into any more trouble." 

"That's good!" Kyo says then adds, "I'm happy that he can continue playing sports." 

Skylar nods. 

Kyo looks behind her and sees Emily staring at her. When their eyes met, Emily jumps and quickly looks away. 

Is she blushing? No, surely not. 

But the feeling of Emily's eyes on her didn't leave Kyo. In fact, it remained for the whole class period.