A/N: Here's the next chapter!
Once again (I forgot this in the previous chapter) I do not own La Corda D'Oro – Primo Passo nor La Corda D'Oro – Secondo Passo – Only the OC's are mine that I've introduced to this story!
Lili's Little Plan…
It's was the beginning of a new school year! Seiso was full of excited students reuniting with their friends after the 'long' vacation, talking about their adventures they had_ even if it was at home. First year's were running about trying to figure out where they had to be or just chattering away with fellow first years'; making new friends!
When the bell rang, mostly everyone was moaning – not wanting to leave stories half told or to start classes! First year students were heading to the auditorium, the few who didn't know where to go asked random fellow students; all but one…
A girl with long silvery-white, loosely braided hair stood at the entrance, witnessing the chaotic scene before her. Lita was in no haste to be anywhere; after the most of the students had disappeared she stood lying against the gates' wall, as if she wasn't planning on going anywhere!
Upon seeing the girl, Lili went to try and encourage her, knowing that only a few could see him; but who knows 'she' might…
"Hi! You know, you're going to be late if you don't get going!" He said hovering in front of her; her eyes closed to the world. A cold breeze continued to blow, while the sky still talked of rain to come_
"I don't care!" She snapped at him, her voice stern and colder that the wind. Lili quickly realised who she was, her voice familiar.
"I knew it!" He shouted full of joy.
"I knew you could see and hear me! Why did you…"
"Who? Where are you?" She asked frightened interrupting Lili as she was startled by his explosive joy – searching the area for the source of that explosiveness…
"Hey! Right here!" Lili flew in front of her to get her attention. Neither sound, nor fata appeared to her.
'Just more illusions_'
"But… but… Ahhhhhhhh!" Lili screamed while shaking his head viciously!
"This is so confusing, why can she hear me and then the next moment…" His shoulders dropped, disappointment and frustration clear! Watching the girl go to the auditorium_
"At least she got the message." He sighed heavily.
xXx
"Oh! You're just in time; I was just about to close the doors! I hope you enjoy_" A boy with blond hair and sky blue eyes said, his smile sweet and caring. Watching him go Lita noticed he was carrying a case…
Taking a seat – the nearest open seat being almost at the very front – she sighed and blew a strand of hair that had escaped her braid out of her eyes.
The principle spoke about the school rule, the activities available to participate in as students, and, and, and… Nothing of which she even bothered to give her attention for. Calling up the student with the highest test scores; Elektra Knight, to give a speech; Lita's eyes closed and her head dropped once, she quickly righted herself, having almost fallen asleep.
'Shouldn't have gone over all my notes till late last night_' She scolded herself.
After the girl's speech the orchestra came on stage. When everyone was settled on and off stage, the orchestra started to play Beethoven's Symphony No.7 in A major, Opus 92, Sostenuto – Vivace. The music students were fanatic, while only a few gen-eds listened closely because of their love for music, the others weren't all that impressed – it wasn't their style. Lita smiled and let herself be taken away by sleep.
xXx
"Hey! Wake up!" It was soft, or at least to her. Lita frowned and mumbled something.
"You better wake up!" Came the voice just louder. Opening her eyes, the world a blur. Blinking a few times to get her eyes to focus. Noting that she was the only one still in the auditorium, almost only one. In front of her stood the very blond-blue-eyes-boy that she met when she entered the auditorium, a third year gen-ed (General education for those that hasn't yet caught on) student.
"Aoi! Nice to meet you!" He held out his hand to greet her.
"Lita." She stared at him coldly before letting up and shaking his hand.
"Come on, I'll take you to your class… Err what class are you in?"
"1-2; but shouldn't you go to yours?"
"Well your class sort of is on my way to mine, so no worries!" He smiled
"So did you enjoy the orchestra's performance?"
"Only the beginning, I fell asleep within the next minute or so_ Not that it was boring…" She said half whispering and half mumbling – but he heard her.
"Well here you are!" Aoi said opening her classroom door.
"Sorry Miss Natsume; I kept her busy after wards to help me and Fuyuumi to Pack everything away and close up the auditorium." He defended lita for being tardy.
xXx
The day passed by fast. During brake Lita would spend her time on the school roof, which was neatly laid out with chairs for the sole purpose for students to enjoy their rooftop experience and during classes she would only 'appear' interested while she went through her thoughts. When the bell rang, signalling the end of the day, she was the last one out of the class, walking her always slow pace.
She only went to her dorm room to change into something more comfortable for running, she did her hair the old fashioned way so that it could hide beneath her hat and headed out with a warm up slow jog towards the Dōjō for kendo practice and mixed martial arts class. She only did it to keep herself busy, but it also helped to justify it as for self defence.
After her exercise she was exhausted and over worked. She took a warm and relaxing bath. When she was all dressed for bed she eyed the flute case but once_
The next day was even less thrilling, or at least for Lita.
xXx
Everyone was in their classes teachers trying to get some of the students' attention, others too deep into their lectures to notice their students' boredom or not caring in the least; when all of a sudden everyone's heads shot up and look outside. The bells in the garden were chiming.
"Ladies and gentlemen. The bells just now have signalled the beginning of this year's concours! The participants are as follows. From the music department:
Sky La Blanc – Third year
Zane Light – Third year
Clarice Nightingale – Second year
Leer Di Angelo – Second year
Kayle Anderson – Second year
Sakura Nakamura – First year
And
Elektra Knight – First year
And from the general education department:
Aoi Kaji– Third year
Rin Di Angelo – Second year
And
Aria Alita Linde – First year
These students must please report to Mr. Hiroto Kanazawa by the end of the day!"
The principle announced over the intercom.
Slouching and trying to hide herself, Lita slowly brought her hard cover ledger to her forehead.
'Great!' She wanted to scream!
xXx
"I'm not doing the concours!" She said while barging into the teacher's lounge to 'report' to Mr. Kanazawa.
"Sorry! I got a strict rule saying that no one is to forfeit before the first selection, especially an Aria Alita Linde!"
"What? But I didn't even sign up for anything, heck I'm not even in…"
"Doesn't matter!" He interrupted her.
"Look if you don't want to participate then don't show up! But if there is just a sliver of doubt about what you were just about to say, then find something you can do in the concours, even if it's ringing away on a triangle. Just think about this okay – why would your name appear on the list anyway and also why is there concours this year when it's held every third years and last just last year this very concours was held? See you in the music room after school!" He lectured her with honesty in his voice before being that laid back teach who everyone knew.
With that all said Lita stormed out stomping, her anger ablaze! She was heading to the roof for some fresh air to try and cool herself.
A/N: Well hope you enjoyed it! You can check my profile to see the progress of upcoming chapters.
The Orchestra's performance's song can be found on YouTube at /watch?v=_kO6mVKIRN8
Since I'm restarting my own the piano and guitar practices I'll only post once every week, but reviews might encourage me to write more and re-type everything faster for 2 to 3 updates a week…
But for now I'll leave you with a quote from Maya Angelou – "Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness."