Chapter 7:
This place is very interesting.
And by interesting, I mean it's pretty much a large warehouse with some doors lined up on the wall.
They all started walking towards one labeled 'Music'.
We all walked in.
This place is neat.
Not really.
There's a table with some instruments on it, black grand piano off to the side, a drum set next to it, and a recording booth.
The whole room is cement.
How homey feeling.
"Here love," Harry said while handing me a flute, "try playing this."
Ok, I've seen people do this before.
You just put it under your lips and blow into the mouthpiece.I blew softly and a loud squeak came from the instrument.
Zayn muttered something under his breath and handed me a saxophone.
I did try out for the band so I know how to blow into these things.
I just wasn't very good at it.Another loud squeak came from this one.
This happened with the trumpet, clarinet, piccolo, trombone, and french horn.
I also broke the strings on a violin, guitar, banjo, and the cello.
The boys looked very frustrated by now.
All that's left is the piano and drums.
I sat down at the piano bench and looked at the keys.
Do they just expect me to know how to play or something?
I pressed one of the keys the slightest bit, and the whole thing fell in a heap at my feet.
Well then.
They all started chuckling lightly.
Then Niall was the one to break out laughing.
I couldn't help but laugh with him.
We were all laughing and clutching our stomachs by now.
I literally just broke a piano by playing one note.
Jeez I'm a clutz!
Our laughter died down and I sat in front of the drums now.
"Try not to destroy these now." Niall teased me.
I giggled and picked up the sticks.
I shut my eyes and tapped a drum.
It didn't explode!
I tapped it harder.
Nothing.
I started to play with the pedal thing.
Then I started hitting the other drums.
I honestly have no idea what I'm doing, but I think it sounds cool.
This is fun.
I started to hit the drums faster, as I swung my head around.
I'm doing it!
I feel myself growing warm, like hot.
Oh my gosh am I on fire or something?
MAKE IT STOP!
I quickly stopped playing to see the boys standing in front of me with looks of awe.
Did I do something wrong?
I hope I didn't, because I was having fun!
Zayn's POV.
This girl is very destructive.
She pretty much just murdered a piano.
But now she's like rocking out on the drums.
She's pretty good too.
We waited to see if the power would come off of her.
By that, we mean that these instruments are kind of 'magic' so if you can charge one up by being amazing at it, you'll create electricity.
Now I see the sparks shooting from her.
This is good.
We're one step closer to finding her powers.
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