Well…in Italian was a perfect drabble: exactly 100 words…I don't know if in English is the same…hope you like it, anyway!
The Piano Duet
He can't play.
He hasn't got the minimum sense of rhythm.
He doesn't' feel the music in his heart like we do.
I am the one who is more similar to you, but he is the one who is sitting next to you, he is the one who hits the tappers of that poor piano, while you're loughing and brushing his hair and his face.
He, not I.
'Cause Jason is 'in' and I'm only Ryan, Sharpay's servant, not Kelsi's boyfriend.
"Come on, Ryan!" Calls my sister and I follow her, without saying a word.
Only Ryan.
As always.
Well, who knows…. Maybe, one day, it will change.