Prue, Piper, Phoebe, and Paige are not mine, they are owned by Spelling. I own Amy, Randy, Mackenzie, and Kristen. So don't sue me. The first two chapters might be boring, but hang with me I need to tell you the background info on how Kristen met Amy and Randy and how she was adopted.
A/N: And thanks to my friend you will be able to read without getting lost. Tho she doesn't read the charmed stories, she mostly read Harry Potter stories she was nice enough to help me on this…But if you will like you can read her stories, her pin name is DeathEatherHP.
Kristen walked into her Chemistry class on Monday. She immediately saw her friend, Mackenzie, in their usual spot and they said their hellos. Kristen then asked what Mack was doing tonight, saying it in her nickname that she gave her. Then Mack said she was going to a marimba class tonight and had a concert on Saturday.
"What is a marimba?" Asks Kristen. "It is like a xylophone except for it is wooden and it has resonators at the bottom to bring out the sound. My teachers, Amy and Randy, went to Zimbabwe in Africa to learn songs to teach their students back here. I take classes once a week with 12 other people and learn 3 new songs to perform at the end of 14 weeks. So you, Kristen, should come Saturday and see if she likes it."
So that Saturday Kristen met Mack at the Kutandara Center in Lafayette. At 6:00 they started their potluck where Mack introduced Kristen to all her friends in the class. Mack tried to find Amy and Randy to introduce her, but they were busy running around preparing things. Finally at seven the concert officially started.
"Welcome for those of you who don't know me, my name is Amy and this is my devious partner in crime and husband, Randy. Anyway welcome to the Kutandara Center where we teach Marimba lessons. The first 5 groups are the beginner kids groups. Then we will have the adult beginner and then immediate followed by the advance and then our own concert groups. So let the concert begin."
As everyone was finding a seat the first group got ready to play. So like everyone else Mack and Kristen found a table and sat down with some of Mack's friends and listened to all the groups play. For the concert, Mack was wearing a white shirt, blue jeans, and a tye-dyed bandana that the whole class agreed to wear. So when it was her class's turn to perform, Mack was nervous. As she walked to the front and found her spot on the lead marimba, she sighed. She looked around at the crowd and her eyes met with Kristen. Kristen could see she was nervous, but when she met eyes with Mack, she willed strength into her. "Come on you have done this in class for the last 14 weeks, this is nothing new except in front of a 100 people, and a lot of people you have never seen before but still." As if reading her thoughts Mack suddenly laughed and then mouthed thanks that help's a lot sarcastically. Then she nods and turned around and said something to the person behind her. It must have been, okay I am ready, because a few seconds later the person behind her started to play. After a round of that person another person joined her, until at last Mack started to play. Mack played a downward pattern of two hits each on a note then would move to another note and do the same thing. She did this to what looked like the middle of the instrument and then everyone else joined her until she reached the bottom. As they switched to different notes, they made a whoo sound and played a different rhythm then the first one. The piece turned out great.
After the piece ended I could tell she knew she did great because she did a little yea motion, bowed and sat down beside me at the table.
"That wasn't so bad, thanks for the inspiration."
"No problem, it was a cool song I loved the different things you did while everyone else did different things."
"Yea it was cool."
At 9:00 the concert ended and everyone headed to the door. On the way out, Amy came over to Mack and me to congratulate Mack.
"Great job Mack, I noticed you seemed really nervous, and I started to look for who you were looking at and I heard you mouth those words to her in a sarcastic way. I tried to laugh quietly to myself, but it was so funny I burst out laughing pretty loud and got weird looks from everyone, especially Randy."
" Yea I was looking at my friend who mouthed to me that I shouldn't be nervous, even though I don't know a lot of these people and I'm playing the lead in front of them."
"Amy I would like you to meet Kristen, she is in my chem. class and likes this kind of music, so I asked her to check out the concert."
"oh Well how do u like it?"
"Oh it is really cool; I would love to learn this kind of music from such upbeat instructors."
"Oh well thank you, we have another session coming up why don't Mack, at the next class, give me your e-mail address and I can give you info."
"Okay I will, bye Amy see you next week."
Well Mack did give Amy her e-mail address and she did get info and decided, even though it is expensive, she would take the class. Well a few weeks later, Kristen had her first story at the studio and things went well until.
A/N: And thanks to my friend you will be able to read without getting lost. Tho she doesn't read the charmed stories, she mostly read Harry Potter stories she was nice enough to help me on this…But if you will like you can read her stories, her pin name is DeathEatherHP.
Kristen walked into her Chemistry class on Monday. She immediately saw her friend, Mackenzie, in their usual spot and they said their hellos. Kristen then asked what Mack was doing tonight, saying it in her nickname that she gave her. Then Mack said she was going to a marimba class tonight and had a concert on Saturday.
"What is a marimba?" Asks Kristen. "It is like a xylophone except for it is wooden and it has resonators at the bottom to bring out the sound. My teachers, Amy and Randy, went to Zimbabwe in Africa to learn songs to teach their students back here. I take classes once a week with 12 other people and learn 3 new songs to perform at the end of 14 weeks. So you, Kristen, should come Saturday and see if she likes it."
So that Saturday Kristen met Mack at the Kutandara Center in Lafayette. At 6:00 they started their potluck where Mack introduced Kristen to all her friends in the class. Mack tried to find Amy and Randy to introduce her, but they were busy running around preparing things. Finally at seven the concert officially started.
"Welcome for those of you who don't know me, my name is Amy and this is my devious partner in crime and husband, Randy. Anyway welcome to the Kutandara Center where we teach Marimba lessons. The first 5 groups are the beginner kids groups. Then we will have the adult beginner and then immediate followed by the advance and then our own concert groups. So let the concert begin."
As everyone was finding a seat the first group got ready to play. So like everyone else Mack and Kristen found a table and sat down with some of Mack's friends and listened to all the groups play. For the concert, Mack was wearing a white shirt, blue jeans, and a tye-dyed bandana that the whole class agreed to wear. So when it was her class's turn to perform, Mack was nervous. As she walked to the front and found her spot on the lead marimba, she sighed. She looked around at the crowd and her eyes met with Kristen. Kristen could see she was nervous, but when she met eyes with Mack, she willed strength into her. "Come on you have done this in class for the last 14 weeks, this is nothing new except in front of a 100 people, and a lot of people you have never seen before but still." As if reading her thoughts Mack suddenly laughed and then mouthed thanks that help's a lot sarcastically. Then she nods and turned around and said something to the person behind her. It must have been, okay I am ready, because a few seconds later the person behind her started to play. After a round of that person another person joined her, until at last Mack started to play. Mack played a downward pattern of two hits each on a note then would move to another note and do the same thing. She did this to what looked like the middle of the instrument and then everyone else joined her until she reached the bottom. As they switched to different notes, they made a whoo sound and played a different rhythm then the first one. The piece turned out great.
After the piece ended I could tell she knew she did great because she did a little yea motion, bowed and sat down beside me at the table.
"That wasn't so bad, thanks for the inspiration."
"No problem, it was a cool song I loved the different things you did while everyone else did different things."
"Yea it was cool."
At 9:00 the concert ended and everyone headed to the door. On the way out, Amy came over to Mack and me to congratulate Mack.
"Great job Mack, I noticed you seemed really nervous, and I started to look for who you were looking at and I heard you mouth those words to her in a sarcastic way. I tried to laugh quietly to myself, but it was so funny I burst out laughing pretty loud and got weird looks from everyone, especially Randy."
" Yea I was looking at my friend who mouthed to me that I shouldn't be nervous, even though I don't know a lot of these people and I'm playing the lead in front of them."
"Amy I would like you to meet Kristen, she is in my chem. class and likes this kind of music, so I asked her to check out the concert."
"oh Well how do u like it?"
"Oh it is really cool; I would love to learn this kind of music from such upbeat instructors."
"Oh well thank you, we have another session coming up why don't Mack, at the next class, give me your e-mail address and I can give you info."
"Okay I will, bye Amy see you next week."
Well Mack did give Amy her e-mail address and she did get info and decided, even though it is expensive, she would take the class. Well a few weeks later, Kristen had her first story at the studio and things went well until.