A/N: This chapter is short but I hope you enjoy! I am feeling a little better like Anna right now :)
Chapter 7
After a few weeks later, Anna was feeling relatively well and her concert was coming up in a week, so she hoped it stayed that way, at least until the end of the concert. It was a Friday and she walked into the café as usual, hoping to see Edmund. Although they had texted each other, they hadn't actually seen each other since the day Anna got sick. Just as she grabbed her coffee and sat down at the counter, Edmund walked in. She felt her eyes brighten and then being embarrassed about feeling so, looked down at her coffee to avoid her face showing.
"Anna"
"Edmund! It's nice to see you!" She couldn't help feel overly joyful.
"How are you feeling? Your concert is next week right?" He sat down beside her.
"I'm feeling pretty well. Can you come to the concert?"
"Yeah, I'll be there with Lucy."
"Thanks. I'll be looking for you two in the audience." She smiled.
She seemed so well. So normal. He couldn't believe how sick she must have been to not even be able to take the train home. She didn't look sick at all. Neither was she acting like it. It was as if she just had the flu for a few days and was back to being normal.
She seemed to have notice Edmund looking at her curiously and tilted her head as to say "what?"
Edmund shook his head saying "nothing" and took a sip of his coffee.
"So how is your flute practice going?"
"Pretty good, I think we're sounding rather good to be honest. And it's a lot of fun. Being able to play with the others. Not getting sick."
So she did think about her sickness even when she wasn't sick.
"Why do you keep playing the flute if that could be one of the problems causing your sickness?"
"Well, I did quit for like 3 months. It didn't change anything. If it's not going to change anything, I might as well do what I want to do, right?"
"Right," Edmund said unsure of himself. She could get her sick again from playing too much, especially from all the practice he'd heard she's been doing.
"I'll be fine!" Anna said as if she read his mind. "Besides, I decided to skip my last practice which is at my teacher's house and that is a long train ride from here. I don't want to risk getting sick the day before." She smiled, like she knew what she was doing and everything would work out the way they were planned.
She was just the way Edmund has first seen her, so sure of herself. It was like she knew exactly what she was doing, what she wanted, and how she's going to get it. But at the same time he knew that she couldn't do everything that she wanted. She probably wanted to go to that last practice instead of waiting at home just so she won't get sick. She probably wanted to play her flute even more so she could get ready for her concert. If she really did feel these things, she never showed it and that astounded Edmund yet at the same time scared him.
"So I have practice near here tomorrow, and it's only until noon. Do you think I can finally go over to your house when I'm not sick like Lucy said?"
"I don't know, you should probably go home and rest. We can do that after the concert is over."
Anna pouted. She looked like a young girl pouting at him for telling her no.
"Fine but you better start cleaning up because as soon as I'm in my winter break I'm coming over!"
Edmund smiled. He liked how close they had become. Especially after her sick day. He really wished she could stay this way all the time.
"I hope I'll stay this way for a while." Anna said as if she read his mind.
"I hope so too."
