Girls

6. Screwed

****Olivia's POV****

I stood in the doorway as I watched her play along with the music blaring from her phone's speakers, her movements filled with passion yet grace. I knew that I could always find her either in the piano room or the orchestra room during 4th block, because she always spent that time practicing one of the instruments. 

"Whoa....." I whispered softly, ensuring that she couldn't hear me. I was so intrigued and amazed at how fast her fingers moved; however, what truly amazed me was how she poured all of herself into her playing. I watched her lean forwards and backwards, her fingers bang the keys then relax into gently caresses on the keys, and her head swaying as she kept time with the audio of the orchestra playing on her phone. 

After about 6 more minutes, she had arrived to ending of the song and played the last chord. She grabbed the closed booklet from under the piano bench, which I assumed was the music, then she put it in her bookbag.

"You know, you must have crazy good memory to have known all of those notes by heart." I stated, causing her to jump and turn towards the door.

"Oh, Olivia! You frightened me!" Mariah said, her face turning beet-red.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." I chuckled as I walked over to her.

"What are you doing down here? I thought you had economics on 4th block...." she smiled, scooting over and motioning me to sit on the bench with her.

"I do, but Mr. Argerich isn't here today....he left the work with the sub, but it isn't due until he gets back. So, I just got the work and left. I spent most of 4th block hanging out in the gym with Jane, but then I wanted to see you before 5th started so....here I am." I explained, and she smiled when I said I wanted to see her.

"But, what about you? Isn't your 4th technically symphonic band?" I continued.

"Yes, it is."

"But you're always in the piano room or in one of the orchestra practice rooms. How come you don't go in the band room and practice with the whole band like everybody else?" I asked.

"Mrs. Jackson allows me to practice independently because she knows that I have a big concert coming up. Did I ever tell you about that?" Mariah said.

"No, you haven't but....we've only known each other a week, so you might not have had the chance yet." I responded, making her smile.

"Well, I've been invited to play with the Philharmonic in their spring concert....I'll be a featured soloist on one of the songs." Mariah told me, and I pulled her into a hug.

"The New York Philharmonic? Wow, that's so dope!" I grinned as I pulled away.

"Wait, but do you wanna know what the best part is?!" 

"Of course I wanna know!"

"The concert is at Carnegie Hall!!!" Mariah squealed, causing my eyes to go wide.

"The Carnegie Hall? You'll be playing with the Philharmonic at the Carnegie Hall? As a kid?!?!" I questioned, and she energetically nodded.

"Dude, that is amazing!! You gotta be pretty hot shit to perform there, especially with the Philharmonic!" I said as I fought the extreme urge to kiss her.

"So, when is the concert?" I continued.

"March 22nd, so about 5 weeks from now. I would love for you, Jane, and Maura to come." she answered.

"Of course we're coming, there's no way in hell we'd miss something this big! March 22, good....that gives me and Jane about 5 weeks  to scrape some money for it. And, you know Maura will pay for her ticket." I told her, and she giggled as she shook her head.