Well I don't have much to say except heres Chapter 2! ^w^ And notice every chapter is named after a piano peice which i highly recommend you go to youtube and listen. Yurima (i 4got how to spell his name) is too fregan amazing :) *sigh* well on with the story!
Disclaimer: well you know
Chapter two: Kiss the Rain
"Welcome Whitmore's!" Our neighbor named Gladis said as we entered her back yard through the wooden fence door. Her backyard had been taken over by men and woman of different sizes and shapes, there was two small circular grills that were roofed with meets and hotdogs. My mom pleasantly smiled and handed Gladis a fine plate oh her home cooked macaroni and cheese with shredded bread crust.
"Hope there is room on that table for one more dish." Mom giggled.
"And apple pie!" Dad playfully pointed out as he hovered the sweat dessert over to Gladis.
"Goodness this smells wonderful! Bob hon, come meet our new neighbors!" Gladis said as she took the two dishes out of my parent's hands and quickly walked past the groups of people and toward a long wooden table that was piled with food.
The man named Bob was a short chubby man who wore a red and blue bowling shirt and faded khaki pants with…sandals. He and dad shook hands exchanging welcoming smiles, "Hi there, I'm Bob Thomas. You have met my wife of course," Bob extended his arm out for Gladis to be embraced by her husband and smiled.
"Nice to meet you Bob," Dad said while pushing his glasses back, "This is my daughter Addison and my wife Amy." I looked back from dad to Bob and smiled awkwardly as I shook his sweaty hand.
"My wife has told me you're a prodigy, isn't that something?" He smiled and nodded.
I wanted to change the subject but knowing mom she would quickly turn it back around and brag some more about my "genius". I feel like I'm not even treated like a normal person but a prize to show off and polish and to be displayed on a window for everyone to see and judge.
It was a shameful thing that I had to live with, but I was always told that it was something to be proud of. Not many children are born with a natural born talent such as mine of having excellent hand eye coordination at such a young age and as my musical professor has stated "remarkable memory functions and mathematical skills".
I sometimes believed it when I was spoken to in such manner, but soon realized that I was just being reminded of what I was to my parents and teachers and even the school board. I was just something to show off and impress others with, heck; I'm not even a human being aren't I?
I sucked in a quick breath and nodded, "Yes it's really something."
"Some of the neighbors have kids just about your age Addison; they are hanging out in my living room. If you like I could go introduce you?"
I looked over at mom and dad and they nodded their one hundred percent approval, I turned back to Bob and gave him a fake smile, "Sure…"
"Great! They love meeting new people." Bob placed his chubby hand on my shoulder and walked me towards the house and past the glass sliding doors. The kitchen was decorated with rooster paintings and knickknacks. I also noticed the inside of the house was painted a dingy yellow as it was painted on the outside. He lead me down the brightly lit hallway and we emerged into the living room where there were about eight or nine kids about my same age, fifteen, and two who were much younger.
"Hey kids!" Bob cheerily said, all their heads turned from the TV to us. "This is Addison Whitmore and she lives right next door. Why don't you guys make her feel right at home huh?" He patted my shoulder one last time and treaded over the lumpy brown hallway carpet and back to the barbeque going on outside. I looked over at the kids and slightly waved at them.
"Hi, I'm Addison. But you could call me Addis for short."
"Hi Addis. I'm Emma Finck." A tall girl with dark brown hair like mine stood up from the couch and walked over with a kind smile attached to her face and her hand out waiting for me.
"Hi," I smiled and shook her frail hand, "Nice to meet you."
"Welcome to the most unexciting city in America." She laughed; groans and chuckles were made behind her. Emma whirled her head around and shot them an annoyed look then turned her attention back to me.
"So, Addis, where are you from?"
"Pringle Ville California, it's not exciting as most people would think. It's just a playground for intelligent people who want to be doctors and stuff." I shrugged.
A boy with short curly brown hair and a silver cross that was delicately wrapped around his neck stood up from the couch and walked over to me with a shy smile that made my body warm up inside and be more relaxed.
"Hi, I'm Ethan. Emma's older brother."
Emma laughed then shoved him, "By nine minutes!"
"You two are twins?" I asked amused and began to look closely at their facial features and anything else that was a resemblance. I noticed they had the same dark brown eyes and slender noses. Besides those two traits that were noticeably the same, their faces seemed so identical in some way that I couldn't see.
"Yeah, cool huh? We may not have the same hair color and style but our faces are so similar, it's uncanny." Emma playfully nudged me with her hip and giggled.
"Well let me introduce you to some of the guys who live around the neighborhood. This is Aaron, he lives around the block." Emma pointed at a guy who sat in a plush brown arm chair and he waved friendly. He had short blonde hair and crystal blue eyes; he looked like a guy who would star in a vampire movie. The sappy romance ones, not the horror films.
"This is Laura; she lives across from you actually." Emma patted Laura's head playfully. Laura was a thin girl with brown wavy hair that seemed tangled at the ends and had lighter brown eyes. The thing that stood out the most was her tiny freckles that were sprinkled across her upper cheeks, over her small nose, and over. She smiled and waved at me generously.
"Hey there, welcome to Suburbia."
"Gee thanks." I playfully replied.
"Those two kids are Abby and Jake; they are annoying as any typical kid would be." Emma rolled her eyes a little.
"We are not!" The little girl and boy yelled at the same time. The little girl named Abby had the most gorgeous red hair I have ever seen…it wasn't an orangey or fake red like when girls just dye their hair it was so dark and natural. I looked over at Jake and he didn't look anything like her, so I assume they aren't brother and sister. He had long shiny brown hair and a cute little mole on his chin. I have a beauty mark like that one, but it is planted right below my left eye.
"So what school are you going to?" Aaron asked while leaning back into the couch.
My heart beat began to pick up a notch and I wondered if they heard it as well. What am I to do? Should I tell them which school I'm going to or should I lie and say I'm going to some other school besides Alfred C. Hamilton? No, that's ridiculous, a lie like that would never pull through for mom is probably bragging about the private school I'm attending. Well that and it is the only reason why we moved here. Ugh…guess I have no choice. Life isn't easy isn't it? It's a basic factor that I mostly had to deal with everyday. Then again, isn't it like that for all of us?
…"Alfred C. Hamilton."
All the eyes in the room, except for the two kids, widened in surprise.
Emma said with interest, "The school for the music geniuses?"
"Is that what you guys call them?" I frowned.
Ethan's eyes quickly widened then he stood up, "No, no…we aren't calling you a freak or anything. It's just that the people who attend that school are really smart and stuff."
One of my eyebrows lifted, "What are you saying?"
They all looked at each other then back at me. The corner of Ethan's mouth lifted gingerly, "They are usually jerks to us."
I blanked out for a moment listening over to what Ethan just said; the people who go to that school are jerks? I usually thought it was the other way around. The smart kids were getting picked on and the normal kids were the ones picking on them. Was I looking at this all wrong?
"I don't understand, why would the students at a private school for the gifted ones be jerks to you guys?" I asked.
"Well the school we go to, Dean Williams high, is exactly right next door to Alfred's. Dean William's is the regular public school and the school next to ours is well…you know. The school filled with smart musically gifted people." Aaron explained precisely. It all began to make sense to me; I couldn't help but feel a little worried though.
I looked up from my hands and saw that the group looked a little down. Did they perhaps think that I was some sort of jerk like the kids who go to that school? I was raised to be my own person and the person my parents are proud of, and by all means that is not me.
"Hey guys," I started, "I don't know what you're thinking but if you think that I am a big show off jerk your wrong. I guarantee you all that I am nothing like those people. Honest." I lifted two fingers that were stuck together meaning 'scouts honor'.
Laura smiled, "That's good to hear. I guess you are a nice person." Her brown eyes perked up.
"That's awesome, so on Monday do you want to eat lunch with us?" Emma asked hopefully.
"But we are in different buildings."
"Yeah but during lunch you're allowed to eat outside and we eat out at the picnic tables that sit in between the schools." Emma said.
This isn't so bad…so far that is. I have already made some friends, which is great! Now I just need to pull through the first week of my new school where everyone could ask me simple questions and have conversations and I will officially be just another student attending Alfred C. Hamilton.
"So how did you get into such a high class school?" Aaron asked.
"Well I guess it was when I did a piano recital over the summer and in the audience were a bunch of college professors and principals to private schools for 'naturally gifted' kids such as myself." I sat down on the couch next to Laura and Ethan. I glanced over at Ethan and caught him starring at me before he shot his head around and hid his blushing face.
"You could play the piano?" Aaron asked with an impressed face.
"Yes, Quite well."
"What can you play?" Laura asked.
"A lot of Mozart and Beethoven, classical stuff like that. But I also play some anime theme songs. Call me a nerd if you may." I chuckled.
"No way! That is to cool. You have to play for us sometime." Emma said.
"Actually, when I met some of the neighbor lady's they all insisted that I play for you all today." More like forced. I thought.
Ethan's eyes were full of something…I couldn't tell what it was but he seemed very interested. I couldn't help but giggle and look down to fiddle with my finger nails.
"Well what are we waiting for!? I want to hear you play!" Emma bounced on her feet then grabbed Laura's hand and pulled her out of her seat.
My eyes widened when she grabbed my hand as well, "Now?"
"Now!" They all said together.
"Are you two coming?" Aaron asked the two children who were lazily propped around the TV and gazing at the screen as if they were hypnotized.
"Wha?" Jake said turning around.
"Addis is going to play the piano, you want to come and listen?" Aaron asked.
"I've never seen someone actually play in person, yeah I want to see if it looks hard." Abby bounced to her feet then followed close behind me.
Emma and Laura dragged me outside to the backyard and everyone turned around and said from the bunch, "There she is!"
My face lit up red like a stop light so suddenly. Mom out of nowhere emerged from the crowd and clapped her hands, "Your father set up the key board on the concrete floor by the glass sliding doors." She pointed to where me and the girls just walked out and noticed my old keyboard was set up and there were speakers sitting on each side of the instrument.
"Show them your stuff hon." Mom patted my shoulders and nudged me a bit towards my keyboard before I started walking to it on my own. Well, here I go. I was never nervous about these things since I was four when I did my first piano recitals but now it was cake. All I worried about was 'what would they think'?
I sat down in the stool, positioned my feet flat on the concrete ground, straightened my back, and then thought about which piece to play. I didn't care if I impressed them I just wanted them to like me. So what if I played them something they would like? I could play River flows in you but most of the neighbor lady's have already heard half of it. It's a good thing I thought of something last night, when it was raining. I didn't know if it would be a good start, but I figure, why not?
"Um…" I coughed and cleared my throat before I spoke, "I will be playing, Kiss the Rain." Everyone grinned and exchanged glances and the only noise that was being made was the sound of ice cubes clanking against their glasses.
With a deep breath I began to play what seemed like the prettiest sound ever made. It didn't sound like a real piano but it was the second closest thing to what should be my heart beat.
( watch?v=Wrl8weYTmGU Kiss the rain)
Everyone listened in and was taken away by the lovely sound that was created. I closed my eyes to be more focused in the music…I felt like crying. This song I remembered practicing in front of Grandma Kim and she would pat my shoulder with the widest smile on her wrinkly face.
"It's simply beautiful Addison dear." She had told me. I could feel her sitting beside me right now and smile as I continued to play this glorious melody.
I opened my eyes to look into the sky, still playing the music, and watched the clouds beginning to bunch up high above the ground as if they were also gathering around to listen. I didn't know why, but my eyes had darted towards the mansion sitting on top of the gloomy hill. Though the house was sort of hidden behind trees, I could still see the gaping hole in the roof of the house. The mansion was to far up the hill for me to see anything into the building, but all of a sudden, something inside the house shifted away from full view!
My eyes widened in utter shock, but I still kept my concentration on the music I was playing.
"What was that? Did I imagine that?" I thought. I looked back up sneakily so none of the neighbors would seem suspicious; nothing seemed missing from the corner of what I think I saw had just stood.
I looked over at dad who was already starring at me with confusion. "What's wrong?" His lips said without speaking.
I shook my head meaning "nothing is wrong" and I slowly began to end the song without problem before a roar of applauds and cheering broke out.
A small smile crossed my face before I stood up to take a bow. As my head rose from my proper thank you, I saw a small shiny thing…probably silver or glass, move then disappeared deep into the mansion. I knew now that what I saw was real and not my imagination. But my new question was, what exactly did I see?
Was that Edward!?
My friend Aly: Edward where!?
Me: No not that stupid sparkle boy, the BETTER Edward!
Aly: He can't even play the piano!
Me: I'll admit, sparkle boy gots some talent but he is no where near as cute and sweet as Edward Scissorhands ^w^
Aly: I'm still team Edward.
Me: Me too! Wait, not sparkle boy! Scissor Boy lol xD
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