Chapter three

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I can't get her out of my head .. After two days from meeting Willow for the first time , I just can't get her out of my head or reject her out of my dreams . Why ? What's that about her makes her different ? Her amazing music that I never heard before , or her beautiful eyes . May be it's her weird personality . I don't know . And I don't care . I need to put an end to that , and I will do that now .

Where's Tom when I need support in crazy situations . I wonder where he disappearing lately ? I have to ask him later .

I get my phone and my keys and go out the office .

"Mrs Quentin, I'm out for an hour ." I say as I walk by her .

"B-But you have this appointment with Mr Blakwood at four ."

"I'll be here in time . Don't worry ". I step in the elevator before she say another word .

I arrive to the school late this time . Most of the kids already left . I walk in still hoping I will find her here .

I know I was lucky even before I see her . Because I can hear the sound of a violin playing part of the music the kids were playing last time .

I look through the already open door . She is standing there beside an African American kid who play on the violin as a professional musician . But for some reasons the boy seems not happy , or may be he is just focus .

"Okay Carl . You can stop now ." Willow say with a calm voice .

The boy , Carl , stop playing but not looking at her , she lean down in front of him .

"You hate it ". She say .

"No, I'm ..." Carl start to object .

"Yes you are , and it's okay ".

"It is ?" Carl lift his head but still don't look at her .

"Yes dear it is . And we can change it ".

Carl say nothing . She smile and continue .

"You heard the part Becca plays ?"

"Yes ".

"What do you think about it ?"

Carl hesitate a little "I ... I . Like it ".

"Do you want to share it with her ?"

"Can I ?"

"Of course . If only you could remember it enough to start practice in the weekend by yourself".

"I remember it ".

"Great , then I will hear you playing it next time , okay ".

"Okay".

Carl stand up and back his stuff and the violin carefully everything in its place .

I wonder about the way she was talking to him , so calm , quite confident and cute way . So different to the insane way she deal with me .

"Good bye Miss Spencer ".

"Good bye Carl , be careful on your way out ".

Carl move right beside me without baying any attention to my presence , like I'm not even here . I smile and watch him leaving when I just realize something . I turn and enter the room , walk steady right to her , don't want to surprise her like the last time .

She notice me and lift her head , smiling , that's a good start .

"You forgot to give him the note , you know ". I say pointing my finger to the way Carl just leave from .

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