Chapter 11- unknown talent
EPOV
I was standing outside the door leading to my humiliation. Music, Just suck it up and be a man, that's what your supposed to be, just walk in with your head held high you can do it. I said to myself trying to convince myself I was not a looser when it came to music.
I took a deep breath and slowly put my hand on the door knob and turned it with an overly slow movement. If anyone saw me they would think I was moving in slow motion, but I couldn't help it I was nervous.
I pushed the door so it was fully open, and I realised I was the last one to class as, as soon as the door hit the wall everyone looked at me. Sea of eyes was facing me, some had expectant looks, and others were glares they were mainly from the boys in the class I didn't quite understand why. What worried me more was the alien look in a certain girl's eyes I didn't know her and I was sure she didn't know me, why was she looking at me like that? What is that look? Was it expectancy? If not then Intrigue? Or was it just curiosity?
I wanted to lower my head, but that was something the old Edward did. I had to man up if not for myself then for Bella. I took another deep shaky breath, I noticed the only seat was beside the girl with the strange look in her eye I walked confidently over to the girl (or at least what I hoped looked like confidence) nodded my head once and took the seat.
Once I was seated I looked over the girl sat beside me. I instantly recognised her to be the school whore. She had an unbelievably tight shirt, which was tied above her belly button showing of her piercing, accompanied by the shortest shorts I had every seen with flats which still made her look like a slut.
I sighed I now new the look in her eye, I was probably the only boy in the school she has not had a piece of and apparently even I was not to low for her. The look in her eye was expectancy but also lust, if I was any other boy I am sure that I would be happy to be seated beside her unfortunately I only had eyes for my Bella.
WHOA! What was that? My Bella, where the hell did that come from? I… She was not my Bella, well not yet my brain said to me. I new it I was going crazy your brain cannot talk to you, anyway I knew there was no way I would be able to call Bella mine we were to different in school, and even outside of school we would have to be careful incase she saw a friend from school.
I got pulled out of my thoughts by the girl sat beside me.
"Hi. You are Edward right? Before I was able to say anything she carried on.
"I'm Jessica Stanley I'm sure you will like everything in Beverly" She said trying to sound seductive. It made her sound worse, her voice was squeaky and nasal nothing like the musical voice of Bella.
"Hey. Nice to meet you yeah I am Edward" I answered with a grimance, and slight shudder.
Thankfully before anything else could be said by… Jessica? A nice looking woman, n a long floral dress with big old fashioned glasses walked in the room looking around telling everyone to settle down she looked straight over me probably too busy trying to settle everyone to notice me.
Spoke too soon, she looked back over to me with a smile and a sorry look in her eyes, apologizing for over looking me I guess.
"Hello I'm guessing your Edward. I was informed that you have not had a music class at your old high school?" She said as a question.
"Yes that's correct" I said keeping her formal tone she was using "My previous school did not think a music lesson was mandatory they thought it was a waste of time"
"Pity your voice sounds like it has potential and those fingers of yours look like the perfect fingers of a pianist. Have you ever thought about playing the piano?"
I have never seriously thought about playing anything to do with music; however Renee did force me to have piano lessons when I was 12 about 23 of them. I was good for my age or so my instructor has told me but I was a child and got bored and I finally let Renee let me quit but I wasn't about to tell my teacher or the whole class that so I simply shook my head.
"Pity" She mumbled more fore herself.
"I have a song I would like you to sing. I would like to hear how your voice sounds like and to see if you have any natural talent seeming you have not had a music class before. If you're good you could have a part in the musical. It is apart of the course anyway but if you have talent you will be in it instead of making the props and sets. Can you sing beautiful soul by Jesse Mc Cartney?" She asked handing me the lyrics.
I knew the song and didn't mind it but took the lyrics anyway. I was glad it was a song where the singer actually sang properly rather than talking or shouting like your hear a lot now. I started the song and everyone was staring at me. Much like before.
Chorus
I don't want a pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
(Miss started playing the piano and someone played the guitar and I could her quite drums in the background I started to get into the song and carried on)
Chorus 2
You're the one I want to chase
You're the one I want to hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
(Instruments)
Chorus
I don't want a pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Your beautiful soul yeah
I know
That you
Are something special
To you
I'll be
Always faithful
I want
To be
What you always needed
And I
Hope you see the heart in me
Chorus
I don't want a pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Chorus 2
You're the one I want to chase
You're the one I want to hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Chorus
I don't want a pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
I
Want
You
And
Your
Beautiful
Soul
(Piano solo ending)
I stopped and when I did I realised that I was in class full of people listening to me. Why did they let me sing the whole song? I just ruined my chances of winning Bella especially when my terrible performance goes around. Before I could go fully into my panic I realised they started to clap. I smiled slightly surprised maybe my voice changing has helped my singing.
I quickly sat down trying to hide my slight blush realising that I some how managed to stand during my performance.
"THAT WAS AMAZING! You must have sang before, you defiantly have a part in our musical. It's Romeo and Juliet the musical and you have just made it a Romeo!" Miss exclaimed excitedly
Hmm. Who was Juliet? I hadn't realised I had said it out loud until Miss gave me a smile, and said Isabella Swan.
"Excuse me?" I asked wondering why she had said Bella's name.
"Isabella Swan. She is Juliet in the musical; your voices would go perfectly together!" Miss gushed excitedly.
I smiled, and Miss returned my smile thinking it was because I would be with Bella I knew that we would have to spend a lot of time together firstly for our essay and now to practice, and I knew we had to kiss in the musical we had to from the Romeo and Juliet book I had read they always kissed. My smile grew in size.
Miss cleared her throat slightly annoyed I hadn't realised she had been speaking to me. She started the rest of the class on the work they had already been doing and lead me to a piano and started teaching me some melodies. I didn't realise I would enjoy playing the piano; I knew I didn't the last time. But it was relaxing, fun and it was not a strain on my hands now they had grown.
By the end of the lesson I could successfully play Clair de Lune by Debussy, it was one of my many classical music favourites but could not admit it. I needed credibility and friends with pupils I did not need teachers to like me.
I felt sorry for Bella she has been pretending to be dumb, and air headed for a lot longer than an hour and she seemed to cope well. I on the other hand was a different story I was mentally exhausted keeping my witty and clever remarks to myself and not letting anyone see my passion for the classics took a great deal of energy. It was another reason for my respect for Bella.
Thinking of her I decided to text her. Just as I was looking through my bag Jessica came up behind me and hugged me.
"Congrats" She whispered trying to sound sexy. It took all my strength not to push her forcefully away form me.
"Thanks" My voice sounded cold it even shocked me. I recovered and UN wrapped her arms from around me and walked of pulling out my phone.
(Edward/Bella)
Hey you free study tonight? E.
Yeah. Come round when you're ready B.
Okay I'll come after school I have some news but I will tell you when I see you E.
That's fine. What news? It's not bad is it B.
I laughed. She would think that I have done something wrong or bad I quickly replied.
No it's nothing bad. At least it depends on how you feel about seeing me a bit more. Be patient I will tell you when I come round se you in half an hour E.
Just tell me now play fair B.
You know they say patience is a virtue E.
Guess I'm not big on virtue B.
Is Bella flirting with me? No she couldn't I decided to end the conversation
I'm just going to the office to hand in my slip and I will be setting off home don't worry about a lift again I don't mind walking I want to anyway I want a look at the scenery and its not far E.
Okay if you're sure. Will see you soon B x
With that I started towards the office. I quickly gave them the slip filled with the signatures of my teachers and set off home. The scenery was really nice and the walk was peaceful and calming I enjoyed the walk; I grew nervous as I got closer and closer the corner in front of me as it turned onto our street Hmm I liked the sound of that our street.