Composer... (Complete)

Chapter 3 (part 2)

OMG, this is completely crazy! I have two stories to finish within 3 weeks and i've hardly even started!!!

Why did i challenge my self, silly me! Anyways i like rushed this, because i really want to finish this story, even though i hate it!

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I watched his hands flowing over the keys and listened to the melody closing my eyes. The tune brought the forest to my mind. It was humid and warm with mist hanging low to the ground fading the sight of ancient pine and maple trees towering over. The smell of crushed leaves and flowers hanging in the air and the feeling that something magical was about to happen. The music stopped but the picture in my mind lingered for a while and when I opened my eyes Devon was staring at me intently. "What's wrong?" I asked him seeing his expression change from relaxed to stiff.

He was standing in a second and went to the window. Goodbye

I heard in my mind and before I could ask what was wrong again he was gone the rain whipping into my room again. The coolness felt good on my skin for a moment but then I got up and closed it. "What's wrong?" I asked faintly in my head but knew he wasn't going to answer. I sat wondering what I had done wrong and wondering why I felt like crying.

I expected him the next day but he never showed up. I waited all day in my room and called for him. But he never answered. By Friday I figured he had decided to stop coming to see me. School was bustling with preparations for the big concert. I was pacing back and forth right before the last practice.

"Casey." Sasha got my attention. Her dark hair and plump face was done up with dull shades of pink and black eyeliner. Katie who was much thinner but just as short had her dark hair pulled up into a pony tail high on her head with hoop earrings that were way too big, stood beside her.

I smiled and went to sit beside then on the front row. "Are you ok?" Katie asked quietly as Mrs. White was beginning to get her papers organized.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" I was just going to be singing in front of a thousand people and couldn't get a vampire out of my head that's all.

Sasha snickered and said. "Don't you get it. He's gone so she's upset."

Katie laughed quietly as Mrs. White tapped her baton. I turned to Sasha. "What do you mean he's gone?"

Sasha looked to the teacher then back whispering. "Devon. My dad saw him racing south on his motorcycle two days ago. I thought you knew." I shook my head a sinking feeling began in my stomach. "Are you ok Casey? You look like you're going to be sick."

I swallowed the coldness and tried a smile. "Sure. No problem." I ignored her for the rest of practice. Not because I was mad but I was trying to not be upset. I wasn't sure why he had to leave but I was sure it was because of me.

The fair was as packed as it could be in a town this small. The Ferris wheel was set beside the stage and there was a small array of classic rides and games. It was almost like one of those fifties movies. Kids sitting on their parents shoulders and young men winning prizes for their girlfriends. Kids eating cotton candy and candies apples getting their faces sticky. Even though I was preoccupied I was smiling as I walked around with my parents. I wanted to be with them for a while before the concert because after I was going to hang out with Sasha and Katie. I didn't feel like doing either but I couldn't pine away for someone I barely knew. It would be useless. After all he is a vampire. I mean it just isn't done right?

"This is nice." My mom said as dad threw darts trying to pop balloons and trade up his stuffed snake for a monkey. The weather was cooperating for once. It was sixty three degrees. Blazing hot compared to the beginning of the week.

I saw a couple with their faces mashed together so tightly I wondered if they could still breath and smirked shaking my head. "Yeah. It is nice." After my dad sunk twenty bucks into the darts game and finally got his stuffed monkey clasping it's Velcro hands around his neck we walked to the stage where everything was getting set up. I saw Bob watching with his arms crossed telling the young men what to do. I went over to him. "Hey I didn't know you were helping out."

He gave me a sidelong glance and sniffed, almost laughing. "Well when I heard you were in it. I had to make sure it was done right."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah well don't expect too much from me." I said trying to play down my part.

"Oh no. I expect the best from you." He said staring firm at me. Yeah no pressure.

Waiting until it was time standing behind the façade wall while crowds of people gathered I paced back and forth. A cold sweat accumulated on my hands and face and my heart thudded in my chest as I tried to focus. "I can do this." I said to myself over and over again. It was so much easier with Devon. The thought of him just made everything worse. But at least the fear of singing went away but then my head felt numb. The entire chorus crunched together by the opening to the stage. I stayed in the back by Sasha and Mrs. White. The roar of the crowd grew as the principle announced the chorus of Hale High. I took a deep breath as everyone filed out onto the stage.

After that everything went blank pretty much. I vaguely remember singing with the group. But then when it was my turn to sing I stepped out in front searching the crowd for familiar faces hoping it would help me to relax. I saw my mother and father. Even Bob and Mr. Hilo, Sasha's dad. But my eyes kept searching the back, the shadows and corners of the carnival, I knew he would never be there. He was gone and I didn't know if I would ever see him again. But none the less, even as the music started and I sang, I searched for him.

One big milestone in my life ended. I made it through the solo and through the praises of how great it was. I didn't now if it was or not. In my mind everyone was obligated to tell me it was good.

Afterwards I managed to have fun with Sasha and Katie. We stayed out until the carnival closed down. After the girls flirted with a few of the carnies and got invited to go out for an after party. I excused myself realizing the destination of that train.