Singing Class:
Violetta's P.O.V:
"Alright guys, today we're going to be starting you guys' new assignment. I'll be assigning you a partner for this assignment. Though, we still need an idea for the new assignment. Does anyone have one?" Angie asked. I quickly raised my hand.
"Violetta?" She asked, smiling at me.
"Uhm, we could write a song together?" I suggested. I could hear Leon, who was sitting in the back of the classroom, shrug, making Lara chuckle a bit.
"Excuse me, Leon, do you have a problem?" Angie asked.
"No, no," Leon said.
"Good. Okay, Violetta, i find that a very good idea. We'll use that for the assignment, unless someone else has another idea?" Angie asked, not getting a response.
"Alright then, we'll use Violetta's idea. Now, onto the groups: Camila and Lara, Violetta and Francesca, Naty and Ludmila, Leon and Andres, Broduey and Maxi, Marco and Diego and, Federico, you can choose who you'd like to join. Does everyone know who they're paired up with?" Angie asked, the class nodding.
"Alright, now, let's begin," Angie said.
After Class:
When everyone was leaving, i was still in the classroom, putting my books back into my bag. I put my bag over my shoulder. As i wanted to walk out of the room, i bumped into a tall figure. I looked up, facing Leon. He looked down at me as he was holding onto Lara.
"I'm sorry, Leon," I said, stepping to the right, wanting to walk out. Though, him and Lara stepped to the side too.
"Are you going to let me leave or what?" I asked.
"You know, Vilu, Angie won't always be there to protect you," Leon said.
"What are you trying to say?" I asked.
"Must be fun, being the niece of one of the teachers," Lara smirked.
"Lara, we have nothing to say to each other. Now, can you please let me pass? I need to be at home," I said.
"Violetta, i think that you're just one big attention seeker," Leon smirked.
"Leon, i think that you're such a low-life, that you're trying to bring down others," I said.
"Don't talk to him like that," Lara frowned and pushed me, making me fall to the ground. Both her and Leon burst into laughter.
"You're so pathetic," Leon smirked.
"Vilu!" I heard someone yell. Federico ran into the classroom. Federico? What was he still doing here?
"Are you alright?" He asked, helping me up.
"I'm fine," I said, brushing the dust off my skirt.
"Fede, what are you doing here?" Leon asked.
"Well, i saw you guys and i thought, two against one, that isn't fair," Federico said, smiling at Leon.
"Just leave, this is none of your business," Lara snapped at him. Federico raised an eyebrow as he shrugged.
"Come on, Vilu. You're not going to be wasting your time with these guys. We're going home," Federico smiled, holding me by my waist and walking outside the classroom with me. I guess i'd need to thank him. Thanks to him, i felt something that i hadn't felt for a long time. I felt protected.
Meanwhile:
Narrator:
Marco and Diego were in the Music classroom. The two were always good friends and, being paired up for Angie's assignment didn't surprise them. Though, they both felt that their friendship wasn't the same as it used to be. Both didn't know what is was, but, they didn't put much time into finding it out.
"Are you sure it's okay for us to be here?" Marco asked, a worried look growing on his face.
"Yeah, don't worry. No one's here," Diego said, checking the hallway through the window.
"Alright, if you say so. And, do you have any ideas for our song?" Marco asked. Of course, he had a few ideas himself but, he asked his good friend first, not minding to work along with whatever Diego had in mind.
"Yeah, hold up," Diego said, grabbing an acoustic guitar. He started playing a certain tune, seeming very concentrated in what he was doing.
"Ahora puedo ver lo que vale
Ser sincero al hablarte de amor
Ir liviano y sin equipaje
Tu inspiración
Yo mi canción," Diego sung. Marco signaled to Diego to continue playing. Diego started tapping his foot onto the ground, complimenting the tune he was playing.
"Ser valiente y tener coraje
No temer ser quien ahora soy
En la ruta cambia el paisaje
Comienzo a ver el sol," Marco sung, smiling at his friend. Diego quickly handed him a piece of paper, seeming to be the rest of the lyrics that he had written, that he put down on the piano once they came into the room.
"Es el amor lo que arranco, el dolor
Es mi valor, la fuerza, el corazón
Lo que cambio y estoy mejor, estoy mejor
Por ti
Por mi," They sung. They smiled at each other as Diego put the guitar back on it's stand.
"Your song's really good, Diego," Marco smiled at him.
"Well, that's mostly because of what you did to it. Thanks for finishing it," Diego smiled, patting Marco's back.
"I feel like we should use this song," Marco said, handing Diego his piece of paper.
"Keep the lyrics. We'll work on the rest tomorrow, alright?" Diego asked.
"Sure," Marco smiled, leaning on the rack of percussion. And, of course, thanks to Marco's weight on one side of the rack, it fell down, Marco almost falling down with it.
"Oh no," Marco groaned, putting the percussion back into the rack. Diego looked at his friend, chuckling.
"I feel like i should help," Diego smiled as he put one of the kettledrums that fell down too up again. He got down to grab one of the bongo's that fell, though, Marco did the same thing. They looked at each other awkwardly until they heard the door open.
"Aah!" They heard Gregorio screech.
"What happened in here?" Gregorio asked.
"Well, i-i leaned on the percussion rack and i-it f-fell and--" Gregorio cut the nervous Marco off.
"It doesn't matter what happened, you, follow my finger," Gregorio said, pointing his finger to the door as Marco walked out.
"And you, Diego. You can go too," The older male said as Diego walked out of the classroom too.
