One Wrong Note.
'Don't ever go in music room three.' The warning shook through my head, but there was no other place to go! All the rooms were full and it was raining. I sighed as I pushed open the doors and found the room empty. I smiled, finally. I found a little corner to put my stuff... All other edges of the room had mushrooms, so gross. I found a little window seat and started to play.
As I rounded bar 149 of The four Seasons Spring by Vivaldi I made a wrong note, following the instructions scribbled at the top of my binder, 'Just Keep Playing ' I finished the piece. Unaware of the listening ears, I used metacognitive skills, a word my professors back home used often, I found myself replaying bar one-hundred forty-five, out of habit. Playing the pick-up to, and the ending of the bar, I realized what my problem was. I was playing the wrong 'E' I was playing 'E flat' instead. So revising my mistakes, I played again, this time I managed to play it properly. And that's when I heard it. An applause. For me.
"Bravo, Brava." A blond haired boy shouted. Pulling my flute up to cover my face, my sheet music fell. Hearing a sigh and seeing a black-haired boy picking up the pages I quickly snatched them out of his hands. Nobody should ever touch another musicians sheet music. Ever.
"Kyouya, never ever, ever touch another musicians sheet music. Ever. " The tallest boy scolded. "It's impolite... " Apparently, the tallest one understood my silent actions when snatching, and carefully putting away the music. Or he was a musician, in which case he probably played the chello. His arms seemed as if he did play the chello.
"What's your name? " A younger boy asked, he looked about ten.
"Zoe. Zoe Alexanders, and you?" I replied, using my most confident facade.
"Mitskuni, Mitskuni Haninozuka. " He replied smiling, "And this, this is Usa-chan!" He held out a little pink bunny.
"So, Zoe-chan, what brings you to music room three?" To twins with fire-like red hair asked me while snaking their arms around me. Did they not know the last name Alexanders?
"Don't touch me." I glared, deadly serious. They didn't let go. " I'm serious, don't fucking touch me." I seethed. Their arms dropped away from me.
" Ah, yes, Hikaru, Kaoru, I suggest not touching this one, she is upon us high class, and does not like physical contact. " The black-haired boy, more appropriately called Kyouya replied. He understood. Gathering my things as one should, and counting my sheet music, I realized one sheet was missing.
"Give it back." I glared, Kyouya, the Ootori of the group, had my music.
"Excuse me?" Mr. Ootori questioned.
"Give me my third page to Canon in D. Now. " Glaring at him he handed it to the twins. Great. "Guys, I'm serious, give me my music, now." I stated, dead calm. Nobody moved.
"Hand over the music, and nobody gets hurt." I pulled my flute over my shoulder, prepared to use it as a baseball bat. Still nobody moved, so I carefully tiptoed my way over to the twins ripped the sheet from their hand, and recounted. They were all there, thank god. I packed away everything carefully in it's proper place, grabbed my bag, and walked away. Or tried to.
" But princess, you must not leave! We haven't done introductions yet!" The dramatic blond yelled. Honestly I didn't care, so I kept walking, sidestepping the obnoxious thing laying there trying to kiss my hand.
"Everyone! Stop her!" Tamaki shouted, so I did what I do best. I ran.
AN: Yeah, if you can't tell, Alexanders' are known for being extremely athletic, yet very good at music. So yeah. Um, I just thought I should tell you, that if at any point, you get confused, you can ask me questions by reveiwing, and I'll answer the question in the next chapter. So you wanna throw little twists at me, I'll work them into my plot. so Yeah, Hope you enjoyed.
P.s. This is my first posted fanfiction, so critisism is welcome.