Don't Come Back To Me

My New Love

When I got home after school, I dumped my stuff, got changed and ran out the door. I shifted in my wolf and carried all the new music I bought in my mouth. I ran as fast as I could, mainly because I wanted to get as much time as possible at the piano but also because when you run so fast it fills you with adrenaline and always makes me smile.

It took me longer than I thought to get back to the hut in the woods because I had completely forgotten where it was.  When I finally got there I wasted no time in shifting back and sitting at the piano. I rested my slender fingers on the keys and played a scale. I opened one of the scale books with all the different scales in. It started with things like D Major and Gmajor but then went into minor scales and other scales with more sharps and flats. The book got quite complicated after a while and started adding in things like chromatic scales and broken chords so I put back in the pile.

I got out another book which had peices in and opened it. The first peice was very simple but it had two hands in. I played the right hand easily first then tried to add the left hand. I was very hesistant when the two hands changed notes together. After a while I could play the peice with no hesistations. I moved onto the next peice and then the next and I just kept going through.

One of the peices was Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Everyone knew it and for most people seeing it wouldn't meen anything. When I saw it my heart hurt. Whenever I went to Darren's house his little sister would always make us sing it for her. I quickly turned the page, I didn't want to think about Darren or anything that we used to do together. My chest was hurting and I felt a headache coming on. I quickly focused on the next peice and relied on the piano to distract me.

I played about 10 short peices that were about 8-12 bars long each. By the end I could play the left and right together fairly confidently when I was playing a new peice. Satisfied by the amount of practice I had done, I shifted and ran back. I left all my books on top of the piano, I figured that they would be safe in the middle of nowhere.

When I got back to the house I was greeted once agin by the smell of my aunt's wonderful cooking. Tonight it smelt like she had made some sort of casserole.

"Smells good!"

My aunt smiled "I love your new hair! I'll take you shopping at the weekend to find new clothes to go with it."

"Awesome!"

"Did you find a job?"

"Yep I now officially work for 'Milstead's Music Shop'"

"What music do you like then?"

"All of it apart from the annoying pop music that has more computer noise than human singing." She nodded while serving the casserole.

"I was wondering if you knew that your everyone in your school is a werewolf?"

I gave her a confused look. " I didn't know they had schools like that."

We then fell into a comfortable silence and continued to eat.

After I had eaten the delicious food, I went upstairs to my room. I got out all the albums I had bought earlier and loaded them onto itunes. I fell asleep listening to my iPod.

The next day at school went the same as the day before. I was rushing to lessons, talking to Maya and her fiends and getting piles of homework.

After school I went to the music shop and got to work straight away. Rick showed me where everything was and told me how to work the cash register. Then I had to sort out piles of CDs into categorys.

After about an hour of sorting, I decided to look round the edges of the shop to see all the instruments. There were a lots of different orchestral instruments like vioins, violas, flutes and so on. At the end of the row there guitars. I had seen bands playing them obviously but I had never been so close to one. I looked at a simple acoustic guitar and plucked a string. I instantly wanted to play it proparly. I picked up and put the strap round my neck. I held it the way that I had seen other people hold it. I put my fingers down and plucked a few strings. Before I knew it I was playing Jingle Bells. I'm pretty sure that my fingers weren't all in the right place but it was good enough for me.

I kept playing and working out new tunes until Rick came over.

"You play?" he said, startling me in the process.

" No...I was just fiddling."

"Is that your first time playing?"

"Yes?"

"You're a natural."

"Um....Thank you." He nodded and walked away after that.

 I was flattered that he said I was a natural but I highly doubt that. I put the guitar down and went back to work. My fingers itched to play more on the guitar but I knew I had to work. I had only been playing on the beautiful instrument for about 15 minutes but I was already in love with it.

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Sorry its short!!!!

I know I haven't written in ages but I wrote a chapter but I hated it so I deleted it, then I re read my story and found loads of things to change and I hated it so I stopped writing and thought about deleting it. (Obviously I didn't).  I re read and tried to look for positive things and also my friends helped so I wrote this. I am going to edit all the chapters and make them longer and add some extra things in. Nothing major but I few small things will change!

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