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Oh my gosh guys!! I am so excited I could explode . I am serious ! I was planning a lot about this . I got the idea from an anime called "Your Lie In April".Check it out on Netflix or something . The moment I heard that piano play , that was the moment I WILL WRITE ABOUT MY STORY . Ok , anyway, I won't tell you ANYTHING , only in the story. READ
CAUTION : I DO NOT OWN YOUR LIE IN APRIL .Btw , there is going to be bad words .Sorry!
Pianist Of Desire. Chapter one
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That first note .. that melody .
That's the day I knew my future .
Thank you , Kousei .
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Claire's eyes lit up at that boy , about her age , playing the first white key of the piano .
This was her first music encounter .
The kid started out slowly -- but you could feel the rhythm and how he put his effort into playing that song .She looked at her parents ,who had utterly shocked faces . Claire jumped at the beat the keys , he was faster . That song .. the way he played it .
"Mom, can I play piano ? "
About two years later ..
"Mom! I'm going to school !" Claire shoved her notebook in her backpack and straightened her short skirt . "Ok honey , have a great day as a eighth grader! " her mother , as everyone may call her , Mrs. Franz , said looking over her shoulder from the cooking breakfast ."Don't forget your food on the table . " she said and looked back at the frying egg .
Claire nodded and smiled . She grabbed her plate and shoved the breakfast sandwich in her mouth , nearly choking on it .Her mother didn't seem to notice ,as she kept on cooking .
Claire nearly swallowed it .She sighed in relief; Her mom let her choke ! "Bye ! " her mother said back in amusement .
"Bye , Mom ."
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Claire closed her locker , holding her leather notebook . She froze as a boy passed her . The black hair and the glasses ..
'The piano boy!'
Claire covered her mouth in disbelief . She was at the same school as him! Claire rubbed her eyes , not believing in the world that it was the same guy . She blinked her eyes .. Claire hurried in full speed to her first class -- B2 .
'I don't believe he's here! The boy that made my future possible .. he encouraged me. Claire nearly jumped when the teacher called her name . " Claire , can you tell me the answer ? " her teacher , Mrs.Virlet , said pointing at the board with her teaching stick . " Uh , " Claire looked at her teacher in alarm , then looked at the board to see what she was teaching . "Well ?" Mrs.Virlet said . "I don't know.. " Claire shyly blurted . She looked down as the shadows hid her nervous blush .
The class burst into laughter . It echoed in her brain , she felt sick and tired of it . She tightened her unusual fist pose in her lap . "Settle down , class ." the teacher said , moving on to another student .
"That chic . " Claire grumbled writing down the taught lesson . ' I'M TIRED OF--
RING !
"Great ! The bell !" Claire grabbed her notebook , stood , and walked towards the crowded locker area .
"Yay! " She pumped her fist in the air . "The rest of the day I get to be in the Music room !" Claire smiled and skipped to the building . Claire stopped , glancing up at the sign that read : Music .
She sighed and opened the door . She looked at the other instruments : Flutes , Violins , Trombones , and of course Pianos ! She skidded into a halt in front of the piano. She sighed and grinned , Claire then pulled out the stool .
She silently and gently placed her fingers on the keys .She closed her eyes , quietly calming herself . She quickly opened her eyes again , as she jammed her fingers on the keys .She then played the notes by memory . 'Piece by piece , the notes ..' her fingers played by memory as she placed her fingers on ever part of the piano . Claire's fingertips guided her .
Her fingers began to tremble as she felt someone watching her . Claire stopped and looked over her shoulder . 'HE'S LOOKING AT ME. WHAT DO I DO ? ' Claire wailed in her mind and shoved the piano bench under the piano. She quickly grabbed her bag and hurried to the other room .
Claire silently calmed down as she sat on another stool . She placed her fingers on the keys . She started out slowly , as Winters Wind was supposed to go . The moment she stopped was the moment she placed her fingers on the lower keys .The rhythm seemed to fasten as she went to low tune .The tune was devilish- but did she care? NOPE. She was so into playing the master piece that she didn't hear the surprised gasps of the stranger students. The piano and her-- what a lovely instrument they made. Every pump in my heart is the key to perfect success. The love for my music will never die down!
Every step that I take on this journey will never be my last.
It's just a new beginning to what I am receiving.
I am rejoicing.
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Theme
Trouble through these endless night skys.
Are the one of the keys to my piano.
Opening these new paths . That await right there for me!
The black keys confuse me. Jumbled messes of words that I can't explain!
1 , 2 , 3 . No!
Trouble through these endless night skys.
1 , 2 , 3 . No!
Are the one keys to my piano.
Waking up early to my music.
Just doesn't match what that boy chose for me.