Beethovens 'Fur Elise'
This melody run through my body as I passed the music room in just a usual break.
I took a deep breath, tiptoeing through the empty hallway and did a pirouette.
Following my reflexes, thanks to ballett and oh well do I missed it.
A nostalgic feeling crumbling up from my feet to my heart and I sighed.
Who in the world would spend their break inside, in the music room?
Call my music taste weird but sometimes my playlist would switch between rap to classic.
Obviously my personal one, cause whenever I was around my 'friends' I would listen to their shit.
Did they even really understand what good music was?
Their music taste just resembled their personality, their looks, themselves as human being.
They like what everyone else likes, what is in the trends and I submitted to the group compulsion.
Cowardly me, would never know how good the live actually was.
I lived my life in those few seconds where I just listend quietly to the music and hummed it briefly for myself.
The mood of the music changed and just a small smile made it's way on my face.
And so it did happen that from time to time I would sneak around the music room where the piano was placed, feeling my old passion for playing it comming back, but I rejected to walk in and just listend to the person who would play from time to time.
My feet always starving to dance again.
From Beethoven to Bach, from Mozart to Haydn any melody I heard from time to time let me eventually do a plié or some of the standard ballett positions, which I noticed I struggeled already with.
"Fifth, to the fourth, to the second position..."
I mumbled watching my feet.
Was it weird to do ballett in the empty hallways to the music someone was playing?
Absolutely.
But maybe I needed to get used to this awkward feeling, when you do something in public and anyone can see you.
Wait, this wasn't weird.
This wasn't awkward.
I just did what I loved to do.
This was what made me happy back then and still now.
I miss my old ballett tutor.
And so far nobody ever saw me.
"Plié and-"
Trapped in my thoughts, all my concentration was focused on my feet and I didn't even notice how the music stopped.
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A/N: This Chapter srsly makes me emotional cause I used to do ballett AND I WANNA DO IT AGAIN UGHHHHHHH+ I put a link to the song 'fur elise' in if you don't know it.
And yes, this was actually a pretty accurate description of my playlist.
