.Bored,bored bored it all i thought as we went through the classes journals and updated the logbook. "i'll be back I'm just going to take this stuff to the teachers lounge. DON"T do anything stupid while i'm gone." He raised his finger pointing at me. I looked at him and pouted and then precede to prop my boot clad feet on the desk. Bens eyes twitched in irritation. Oh did i forget to mention posture is one of his pet peeves. ya, giggidy.
He spun on his heal with a groan of irritation. I sat there a minute and then decided to roam the school.What yawn fest, why couldn't i just escape into a world of fantasy, where nobody cared who you were or what type of personality you have. That's when i stumble across the music room, as i open the door my eyes widen in utter happiness, there instruments were magical and my absolute dream. There was a variety of guitars hanging on the wall as a grand piano tucked into a corner. on the other side of this vast room sat a mini studio with recording board on the outside. The microphone lay on the inside of the glass room. i walk towards the piano and run my fingers along the glossed wooden cover as i exhale slowly. I didn't know how much i missed having a piano close
I'd always used music as an outlet to my emotions, then one day i just stopped, deciding instead to use my hands in a more violent manner. Throwing punches instead of playing the delicate chords. Dust might as well have covered my piano at home for the use i gave it. That would be metaphorically though, for not a speck of dust lay in my house, the maids would have a fit. I sat down on the bench and pulled it closer to the keys of the piano. I lightly ran my fingers across every key, without pressing a single key The silence was deafening, my heart was the loudest sound in the room minus my breathing. i played a chord letting it reverberate and hit every wall of the vast and enormous room, letting it come back till the chord faded back into silence.
I did it again to every chord until i reached the last baritone key. I had to know if it was in tune before i threw my emotions in and then off when i hit a sharp or flat key. But, alas no they were all in tune much to my delight. I know me delighted totally against my badass character. then again being able to play classical music with elegance and fluency would also be considered against my character i suppose.
I started playing a melody with one hand which turned into a full out sonata of mix melodies, and a clear show to my years of knowledge and experience. The notes rose with depth as i closed my eyes and let ever note wash over me like the ocean against the soft already slightly muddy sand. I threw my anger. hurt but most of all sorrow for everything I've lost.My mother, my home, but most of all the love that slowly evaporated between me and my father. The love that faded with years of fighting until finally the music rose to my burning passion, the happiness i felt when i met Eli and the love she showed with such ease. Till finally the last note was played and silence came to inhabit the room once more.
" i didn't know you could play like that." i gasped and looked up at ben with shock, How long had he been there. well duh, long enough to know you play well.
"Um, thankyou?"
" Your welcome" the amusment in his voice was obvious and the way his eyes twinkled in silent laughter.
" It showed, such depth such emotion" he smiled at that but then the smile dropped to be replacd by a slight frown that crinckled his eyes and showed where his forhead would have future wrinkled once youth ran out. Then again he was asian and they tend to look younger longer. Lucky hookers. "But there something almost heartbreaking about the notes,what is it that makes you so sad?"
my eyes widen i cant possibly tell him something so personal. I close the lid with a loud thump and stood up fast, smirk glued back on my face. "Silly goose that's a secret ill never tell you." and with that i flitted out of the music room and out into the hall where people were now starting to mull around,dragging there feet with early morning half-awake fervor.
I skipped down the hallway ben on my heels, then i tripped mid-step, it wasn't even graceful, no it never is. I just kinda fell like i was plummeting of a cliff, or a very large rock that just falls straight down. Some one grabs my arms before i completely make a fool of myself. I look up gratefully only to find professor landon smirking, like he has a little secret that hes hiding.
" We have got to stop meeting like this miss Blair, after all I'm starting to wonder if this is how you pick up guys. If so I'm your teacher and we need boundaries" he mocked seriousness, but in reality he wanted to laugh. grrrrr stupid teacher always coming at the wrong or guess right times. besides who better to fall into besides this hunk of meat. it took me a moment to realize that i was ogling like a little kid and i snapped to attention pulling my self out of his hold and fixng my jacket.
"yes, your right me and my clutzy feet you know?" i quirked my face in a what are gonna do face. He almost cracked a smile. He sighed shaking his head." I looked over at ben who was looking shocked and i tilted my head in confusion.
"Well Mr landon, i will see you in class"turning on my heel i started to walk around him. He launched out his hand and before i could breath, he had grabbed my arm and pulled me to where he could whisper in my ear. I widened my eyes, what the hell is he thinking. we are in public and im breathing heavily. I'm not sure if it's shock, or flutter of something else but both were a dangerous thing to feel when it comes to him.
"your playing a dangerous game Blair, i suggest you stop. I'm not a teen in high school but an adult. Games are for children, As your watcher im warning you to think before you step, your on thin ice and the next step you might break the ice." gone was his amusement and back again was the impassive and cold person that is professor landon.
"Duelly noted professor, if you'll excuse me i must get to class on time. After all my professor admonishes and disapproves tardiness. That old stickler you know what are you gonna do," I tilted my head to look at him from the corner of my mind. Inside i was doing a fist pump at my fast thinking and the insult i gave him. after all hes my next class teacher.....well actually, hes my only teacher.
With that he let go of my arm with a bark of a laugh."Well i wouldn't want you to be late.After all with my students i admire wit and timeliness, scoot now before your teacher notices your not in class." with that he walked off to class his long strides. I found my self just watching him walk away.
Ben touched my shoulder and i looked over and he was just staring."What was that about?"
"Honestly i have no clue" i shook my hair. and tried to figure out why he flustered me so much. I mean he was the enemy, on my fathers side for fucks sake.
"Come on Blair lets go before he takes your for your word." I widen my eyes and grab his wrost as we ran down the hallway at top speed.
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Bad Girl VS Bad Boy
RomanceBlair was sent to a prep school after getting in to one to many fights. her dad has sent her telling her to become a lady as heir to his major corporation, she goes and acts like an innocent girl, but when Max Harkens the schools bad boy and number...
