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Stefan · 06-28-2014, 07:11 PM

SPOILER!!: Josie X3

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Originally Posted by SweetPeea

She really wished she could have understood what had just happened with him a few moments ago, but she knew that that would be rude of her. Especially since her father would have said the same thing. Perhaps it could have been something personal, & unless he was the one telling her what was bothering him himself, she was not going to impose on his business.

It was very nerve-racking to actually be playing in front of another person, aside from her father. What if he didn't like it? What if he thought that her playing was terrible & he might just laugh at her once she was finished playing? Too many fears were spiraling through her head, but they were almost drowned out once her fingers had been dancing across the keys & much to her surprise, Ethan did the exact opposite of what she had thought he might do. He was...clapping. The Ravenclaw hadn't anticipated that at all, it actually caught her off guard & it only made her blush a bit more. But she couldn't help but feel relieved, yet she was still feeling the urge to critique herself. "I-It's a very tiring piece..I-I still feel like I was missing what the composer had intended in the middle of h-his work..B-But it's actually b-become one of my favorites.."

Still nonetheless, she was happy that he didn't laugh at her or tell her she was awful.

That brief moment of silence had come between them again & Josie was feeling very awkward. Maybe he was waiting for her to get up from the bench? That must have been it. Josie quickly removed her hands from the keys & the food pedal and was preparing to get up until he had suddenly sat down beside her on the bench. And not only this, he was seeming to be alright with the idea of them sharing the bench. She only tensed up briefly, but had taken a moment to calm herself down as she watched him place his hands over the key getting ready to play for her. She couldn't help but stifle a small smile as he'd used the words 'ivory tickler.' What a clever play on words. Her attention was on him as he told her that his mother had composed this piece for him & that it was a sort of exercise. She nodded in response & then slowly turned her attention towards his fingers as they pressed down onto the keys playing the opening to a chord that sent chills down the second year's spine.

As she listened to this beautiful piece, she couldn't help but feel all warm inside. If that made any sense at all. There weren't any words really that could've helped her to describe how this music was making her feel, but it was just...very warming, to her heart. It sounded just like a piece a loving mother might compose. Her eyes entranced by the way his fingers were continuing to dance across the keys & it was as he continued to play that she could feel this little tear in her heart. How wonderful & special it must have felt to have your own mother compose a piece of such beautiful music for her child to play. How wonderful it must have been to have a mother who cared for you so much. Even though she wasn't with Ethan anymore, he at least had this glorious art to keep the memory of her alive to him. It was all so very beautiful that she -

...wait.

Why were he eyes beginning to well up with tears?

Was she crying?! Oh, DRATS! Josette quickly began to wipe at her eyes trying to prevent Ethan from seeing anything. Gosh, this was so embarrassing, now he was going to think her strange for doing such a thing. But no matter how much she kept wiping at her eyes, the tears kept on wanting to make themselves known to the world & better yet..Ethan. Maybe, he wouldn't notice? Maybe he would be too focused on his playing, that he might not see that her eyes were watering.

If only his mother was there, Cassandra would know exactly what to tell Josie. Maybe she’d even give her tips on how to improve her playing? Ethan had this in his mind and he longed for her mother even more. She was such a good woman…and the best mother one could hope for, and he just hates his life right now because he’s missing out. Most of the students in school got their parents, while he…well, he’s alone. But no, he will not show it to Josie.

“Uh…how about, listening to the record of the piece? That might help you improve.” Ethan’s mom used to do that all the time, and he’d often ask why. “I guess it’ll make you memorize the piece better, and…get the feel of it. My mother used to say to close my eyes to get the music’s details.” Well, that’s what he’s been doing every time he wants to make a cover of a song on his guitar. It helped him lots, yup!

***

Ethan continued to play with a grin on his face. He’d already mastered this piece because, well, basically it is an exercise for his fingers, but the melody was really nice and it did bring good memories of the mornings he spent with his mother. He’d usually play this as soon as he’s out of bed, and waited for his mother to finish cooking breakfast. It was also Cassandra’s ‘alarm’ to let her know that her son’s already up and ready to eat the first meal of the day. As soon as he was done playing the last notes, he smiled, breathed in and out slowly…satisfied with his playing. He turned to his left and looked at Josie to tell her—

Wait…was she…crying? What? WHY?

The smile faded from his face and was replaced with worry. “What happened, Jo?” Ethan shifted on his seat and faced her. Why was she wiping her eyes? And…tears! Why were there tears? Ethan wanted to console her…but he’s got no idea how to do it…why? She’s a girl! He’s used to comforting his buddies, but…Josie’s a girl…and…GAAAH. He can't stand seeing her like that! Whatever happened to her smile??? “Are you okay? Did I say something that offended you?” Pause. “Was my playing that horrible?” Yes, maybe that’s the reason. “Merlin, I am so…sorry.” And how many times does he have to say sorry to her that day hmm?

Now what?

06-28-2014, 07:11 PM	#154 (permalink)
Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy SPOILER!!: Josie X3 Quote: Originally Posted by SweetPeea She really wished she could have understood what had just happened with him a few moments ago, but she knew that that would be rude of her. Especially since her father would have said the same thing. Perhaps it could have been something personal, & unless he was the one telling her what was bothering him himself, she was not going to impose on his business. It was very nerve-racking to actually be playing in front of another person, aside from her father. What if he didn't like it? What if he thought that her playing was terrible & he might just laugh at her once she was finished playing? Too many fears were spiraling through her head, but they were almost drowned out once her fingers had been dancing across the keys & much to her surprise, Ethan did the exact opposite of what she had thought he might do. He was...clapping. The Ravenclaw hadn't anticipated that at all, it actually caught her off guard & it only made her blush a bit more. But she couldn't help but feel relieved, yet she was still feeling the urge to critique herself. "I-It's a very tiring piece..I-I still feel like I was missing what the composer had intended in the middle of h-his work..B-But it's actually b-become one of my favorites.." Still nonetheless, she was happy that he didn't laugh at her or tell her she was awful. That brief moment of silence had come between them again & Josie was feeling very awkward. Maybe he was waiting for her to get up from the bench? That must have been it. Josie quickly removed her hands from the keys & the food pedal and was preparing to get up until he had suddenly sat down beside her on the bench. And not only this, he was seeming to be alright with the idea of them sharing the bench. She only tensed up briefly, but had taken a moment to calm herself down as she watched him place his hands over the key getting ready to play for her. She couldn't help but stifle a small smile as he'd used the words 'ivory tickler.' What a clever play on words. Her attention was on him as he told her that his mother had composed this piece for him & that it was a sort of exercise. She nodded in response & then slowly turned her attention towards his fingers as they pressed down onto the keys playing the opening to a chord that sent chills down the second year's spine. As she listened to this beautiful piece, she couldn't help but feel all warm inside. If that made any sense at all. There weren't any words really that could've helped her to describe how this music was making her feel, but it was just...very warming, to her heart. It sounded just like a piece a loving mother might compose. Her eyes entranced by the way his fingers were continuing to dance across the keys & it was as he continued to play that she could feel this little tear in her heart. How wonderful & special it must have felt to have your own mother compose a piece of such beautiful music for her child to play. How wonderful it must have been to have a mother who cared for you so much. Even though she wasn't with Ethan anymore, he at least had this glorious art to keep the memory of her alive to him. It was all so very beautiful that she - ...wait. Why were he eyes beginning to well up with tears? Was she crying?! Oh, DRATS! Josette quickly began to wipe at her eyes trying to prevent Ethan from seeing anything. Gosh, this was so embarrassing, now he was going to think her strange for doing such a thing. But no matter how much she kept wiping at her eyes, the tears kept on wanting to make themselves known to the world & better yet..Ethan. Maybe, he wouldn't notice? Maybe he would be too focused on his playing, that he might not see that her eyes were watering. If only his mother was there, Cassandra would know exactly what to tell Josie. Maybe she’d even give her tips on how to improve her playing? Ethan had this in his mind and he longed for her mother even more. She was such a good woman…and the best mother one could hope for, and he just hates his life right now because he’s missing out. Most of the students in school got their parents, while he…well, he’s alone. But no, he will not show it to Josie. “Uh…how about, listening to the record of the piece? That might help you improve.” Ethan’s mom used to do that all the time, and he’d often ask why. “I guess it’ll make you memorize the piece better, and…get the feel of it. My mother used to say to close my eyes to get the music’s details.” Well, that’s what he’s been doing every time he wants to make a cover of a song on his guitar. It helped him lots, yup! * Ethan continued to play with a grin on his face. He’d already mastered this piece because, well, basically it is an exercise for his fingers, but the melody was really nice and it did bring good memories of the mornings he spent with his mother. He’d usually play this as soon as he’s out of bed, and waited for his mother to finish cooking breakfast. It was also Cassandra’s ‘alarm’ to let her know that her son’s already up and ready to eat the first meal of the day. As soon as he was done playing the last notes, he smiled, breathed in and out slowly…satisfied with his playing. He turned to his left and looked at Josie to tell her— Wait…was she…crying? What? WHY? The smile faded from his face and was replaced with worry. “What happened, Jo?” Ethan shifted on his seat and faced her. Why was she wiping her eyes? And…tears! Why were there tears? Ethan wanted to console her…but he’s got no idea how to do it…why? She’s a girl! He’s used to comforting his buddies, but…Josie’s a girl…and…GAAAH. He can't stand seeing her like that! Whatever happened to her smile??? “Are you okay? Did I say something that offended you?” Pause. “Was my playing that horrible?” Yes, maybe that’s the reason. “Merlin, I am so…sorry.” And how many times does he have to say sorry to her that day hmm? Now what? __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation:** I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.