The teacher came in talking about how music can help people in many different ways. How the mind, body, and soal can relax from it. She's not wrong I think that's why music and I always just share this connection or maybe it is of him. My father, I would always sit down on his lap at the piano as a child and I would put my hands on top of his and play or at least I thought I was. Music will always be something I hold dear to my heart and so will he and are memories.
Mrs. Ann talked about how for our first test we had to all perform something musical that meant something we heald close to our hearts. It could be sung, played on the piano, guitar, or anything else.
"So who is willing to stand up and go first?" Mrs. Ann said pointing around.
I was about to stand and say I will but before I got the courage to someone already standing said I will. I was kinda mad at myself but when he walked out on the middle of the floor I was speechless and shook. Kaname! Wait is he stalking me now? Well, I have no room to say that considering when I see him, I can't stop looking at him and that smile, but what is he doing here? He's into music?
"Hello, everyone my name is Kaname Kuran and today I'll be the first to perform for you all today. I'm going to be playing Chopin-Prelude in E minor (OP. 28 No. 4)"
He sat down and popped his knuckles and started to play. I knew that song was a slow every well-skilled peace in witch was very sad. He hit every note right and moved his fingers across the piano with elegance and grace. As he played everyone in the room could feel his pain and everyone had tears in their eyes but when we thought it was almost over, he continued to play. I began to daydream. The walls that were once gray were now stained with blood and the chairs that were filled with kids were now gone and all that was there was Kaname, Kaname Kuran and the piano. I stand and walk to him now running trying to make him feel as if he is not alone, that someone is here the closer I get the farther it is to reach him then he was gone.
Everyone was standing and clapping while the tears ran down their faces. The teacher walks to him and shakes his hand and proceeded to say " I believe in all of my years that you, my fine boy are so very talented." Kaname thanked everyone and on his way back to his chair he spots me and smiles. Was I falling in love?
I stand up and almost yell, I would like to go next. I walk down in front of the class and say, Hello Everyone my name is Layla Yagari and I would love to play the piece Antonio Vivaldi-the Four Seasons(Winter)
I walk to the piano and sat down. I dusted off my skirt and straighten up my poster. I run my fingers over the keys before I began to play. I look up and close my eyes and begin. I imagine myself at a grand ball where everyone is dancing and turning and he was there watching me. I opened my eyes and smile and knowing I was his competition and I was willing to do what it took to show it. I moved my fingers across the piano with speed and grace. I continue to watch him as the faster my fingers moved he was watching. I let out a laugh and keep playing. I had to show him. I had to show him I was falling... Then I stopped breathing hard I stand to see everyone not clapping not saying anything. What felt like an hour everyone was cheering me on. I nod my head and stared at him. He didn't look so happy probably because he just got beat by a girl but to me, we are both evenly matched and I believe Mrs. Ann knew it too. I walk back to my seat and sat down Blade leaned over and said: "It looks like them piano lessons finally paid off." I continue to smile and wonder about how proud my father would be of me.
Almost everyone went and there are so many talented people in this class it was unbelievable. It was surprising that it was already over, but off to English, it was.
Oh Kaname, what are you thinking now?

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Our Wings
FantasiaIt was dark, cold, and only the echoes of my screams lingered in the air. "Hello", I yelled. Then again "Hello". Then I heard it. The faint whisper. It was almost as if everything was gone. All you could feel was alone. Then a voice in the distance...