As Amy and I made our way down the staircase, the hauntingly
beautiful song "Quiet River" began to unfold. It had been my favorite song
back when I was dating Chad last year, back before he broke up with me and
moved out of the area. It was a bit depressing to hear it playing, but I
tried not to think of Chad. As we walked into the living room, he stopped
playing, which I was quite thankful for.
Amy explained the situation and showed him my sheet music. He looked over it a moment before handing it back to her. Alex began to play the song perfectly as if he had played it a million times before. He glanced over towards me for a moment until I locked eyes with him; he promptly looked away.
"Do you need him to play it again?" Amy asked after Alex had spoken to her in English near the end of the song.
"Once more, if he doesn't mind. It must be such a juvenile song for him to be playing," I responded, even though I really didn't need to hear it again.
As soon as he had started playing, I remember the song. I just wanted to watch him play it again. It was odd; I didn't really know how to explain it. Watching him play was like looking at something beautiful that you had never seen before. You just couldn't pull your eyes away. He made it look so effortless. I suppose the fact that he was pretty cute also helped spark my interest. I just wish that I could speak to him. As everyone was leaving the temple yesterday, Mina had walked out with Alex and Amy, starting up a conversation with him in English. I didn't think much of it at the time, but it seemed the longer you were around Alex, the more you wanted to learn about him. Amy said something, pulling me out of my thoughts. Both she and Alex were looking at me, obviously waiting for a reply to a question that I hadn't heard.
"Sorry, what did you say?" I questioned, a bit embarrassed that I hadn't been paying attention.
"Alex wants to know if he needs to play it again or not."
"Oh, no. I got it. Tell him 'Thanks' for me."
Amy spoke to him again. They went back and forth for a little while, leaving me dying to know what they were saying. She mentioned my name a few times, making me even more curious. I was seriously debating asking Amy to teach me some basic English when they stopped talking and looked at me once more
"What?"
"Alex was just telling me that he's playing tonight and wanted to know if you and the other girls wanted to go."
"Really?"
"Yes. Can you go or does your grandpa need you tonight?"
"Who cares if he needs me? I'd love to go!"
She spoke to Alex again. His eyes kept straying away from Amy every few moments towards me. It made me sort of nervous; I wondered if they were talking about me again or what. Not knowing English totally bites!
"Alex said that the concert starts at 6 tonight. You need to dress formal. If you want, you can meet me here and we can go together."
"Sounds good. I guess I need to get home then and find myself a decent dress. I wonder if Lita would mind me borrowing a pair of her shoes."
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After tearing through my closet for awhile, I finally decided on what dress to wear. It was black and form fitting on top. The bottom was a light, flowing material that wrapped around, leaving a small slit in the front that came up a few inched below my kneecap. I played around with my hair for awhile, deciding on an elegant bun with a few strand left out to make it less snotty and uptight looking. Checking in the mirror, I was quite satisfied. I loved dressing up, especially since the opportunity didn't occur too often.
I arrived at Amy's house a short while later and saw the other girls there, all looking absolutely stunning. Everyone was excited to go, especially after meeting Alex yesterday and seeing that he was around our age. Unfortunately, Amy told us that he had left quite awhile ago in order to get set up at the concert hall.
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The seats were wonderful. The five of us were seated in a private balcony just to the left of the stage. There was a wonderful view from here. After a short wait, the lights dimmed and Alex walked on stage, dressed formally in black with a coat that had a long tail. His hair was pulled down and parted neatly in the center. He looked a lot older than he actually was as he bowed deeply to the audience before taking a seat in front of the grand piano.
The room was dead silent as he began to play. Just like back at Amy's house, it was mystical to watch him. This time, I wasn't the only one enchanted by his skill. The entire audience seemed captured by his melodies. I began to lose track of how many songs he had played as the night progressed. At the end of the song "The Wolf's Cry", Alex stood up and bowed to the audience once more. The crowd erupted into applause with lots of enthusiasm. I watched him look around the auditorium at different sections, slightly bowing his head and smiling. He looked up at our balcony for a brief minute before walking off stage. The house lights came back on and people slowly began to leave.
"Wow! He was amazing," Serena said while standing up.
"I think I just became a fan of classical music," Lita joked as she picked up her purse.
We all exited into the wait area twenty minutes later after the crowd had died down a little. To my great surprise, I saw Alex slip out one of the side doors marked No Admittance. He was back in a sweatshirt and jeans that he had been wearing earlier. His hair was also spiked back up. If I hadn't known, I would never have thought him to be Alex Vilares. He made his way over to us quickly.
Mina was the first to speak as he got close enough. I assumed that she was praising him from the sparkle in her eye. He seemed a bit bashful at being complimented, which was sort of cute. Alex walked out the doors with us, holding it open for us to go through. I couldn't help but smile at his good upbringing. He walked next to me once we were outside.
"Hey Amy, tell him that he was magnificent," I said while trying not to stare at him.
She told him and he smiled. Nodding his head slightly at me, his eyes made contact with mine. To my surprise, he suddenly pulled me closer to him. I was shocked and unsure of his motive when I realized that we were walking through the parking lot and there was a car who was trying to back up to my right. I felt my face flush as he slowly let me go. I murmured thanks, thinking that he'd have an idea of what I said.
We found Amy's mother's car shortly afterwards. We all said good-bye to him while piling inside. Amy spoke to Alex briefly before getting into the front passenger seat next to her mother. Alex stepped back and waved before heading off towards the building.
Amy explained the situation and showed him my sheet music. He looked over it a moment before handing it back to her. Alex began to play the song perfectly as if he had played it a million times before. He glanced over towards me for a moment until I locked eyes with him; he promptly looked away.
"Do you need him to play it again?" Amy asked after Alex had spoken to her in English near the end of the song.
"Once more, if he doesn't mind. It must be such a juvenile song for him to be playing," I responded, even though I really didn't need to hear it again.
As soon as he had started playing, I remember the song. I just wanted to watch him play it again. It was odd; I didn't really know how to explain it. Watching him play was like looking at something beautiful that you had never seen before. You just couldn't pull your eyes away. He made it look so effortless. I suppose the fact that he was pretty cute also helped spark my interest. I just wish that I could speak to him. As everyone was leaving the temple yesterday, Mina had walked out with Alex and Amy, starting up a conversation with him in English. I didn't think much of it at the time, but it seemed the longer you were around Alex, the more you wanted to learn about him. Amy said something, pulling me out of my thoughts. Both she and Alex were looking at me, obviously waiting for a reply to a question that I hadn't heard.
"Sorry, what did you say?" I questioned, a bit embarrassed that I hadn't been paying attention.
"Alex wants to know if he needs to play it again or not."
"Oh, no. I got it. Tell him 'Thanks' for me."
Amy spoke to him again. They went back and forth for a little while, leaving me dying to know what they were saying. She mentioned my name a few times, making me even more curious. I was seriously debating asking Amy to teach me some basic English when they stopped talking and looked at me once more
"What?"
"Alex was just telling me that he's playing tonight and wanted to know if you and the other girls wanted to go."
"Really?"
"Yes. Can you go or does your grandpa need you tonight?"
"Who cares if he needs me? I'd love to go!"
She spoke to Alex again. His eyes kept straying away from Amy every few moments towards me. It made me sort of nervous; I wondered if they were talking about me again or what. Not knowing English totally bites!
"Alex said that the concert starts at 6 tonight. You need to dress formal. If you want, you can meet me here and we can go together."
"Sounds good. I guess I need to get home then and find myself a decent dress. I wonder if Lita would mind me borrowing a pair of her shoes."
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After tearing through my closet for awhile, I finally decided on what dress to wear. It was black and form fitting on top. The bottom was a light, flowing material that wrapped around, leaving a small slit in the front that came up a few inched below my kneecap. I played around with my hair for awhile, deciding on an elegant bun with a few strand left out to make it less snotty and uptight looking. Checking in the mirror, I was quite satisfied. I loved dressing up, especially since the opportunity didn't occur too often.
I arrived at Amy's house a short while later and saw the other girls there, all looking absolutely stunning. Everyone was excited to go, especially after meeting Alex yesterday and seeing that he was around our age. Unfortunately, Amy told us that he had left quite awhile ago in order to get set up at the concert hall.
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The seats were wonderful. The five of us were seated in a private balcony just to the left of the stage. There was a wonderful view from here. After a short wait, the lights dimmed and Alex walked on stage, dressed formally in black with a coat that had a long tail. His hair was pulled down and parted neatly in the center. He looked a lot older than he actually was as he bowed deeply to the audience before taking a seat in front of the grand piano.
The room was dead silent as he began to play. Just like back at Amy's house, it was mystical to watch him. This time, I wasn't the only one enchanted by his skill. The entire audience seemed captured by his melodies. I began to lose track of how many songs he had played as the night progressed. At the end of the song "The Wolf's Cry", Alex stood up and bowed to the audience once more. The crowd erupted into applause with lots of enthusiasm. I watched him look around the auditorium at different sections, slightly bowing his head and smiling. He looked up at our balcony for a brief minute before walking off stage. The house lights came back on and people slowly began to leave.
"Wow! He was amazing," Serena said while standing up.
"I think I just became a fan of classical music," Lita joked as she picked up her purse.
We all exited into the wait area twenty minutes later after the crowd had died down a little. To my great surprise, I saw Alex slip out one of the side doors marked No Admittance. He was back in a sweatshirt and jeans that he had been wearing earlier. His hair was also spiked back up. If I hadn't known, I would never have thought him to be Alex Vilares. He made his way over to us quickly.
Mina was the first to speak as he got close enough. I assumed that she was praising him from the sparkle in her eye. He seemed a bit bashful at being complimented, which was sort of cute. Alex walked out the doors with us, holding it open for us to go through. I couldn't help but smile at his good upbringing. He walked next to me once we were outside.
"Hey Amy, tell him that he was magnificent," I said while trying not to stare at him.
She told him and he smiled. Nodding his head slightly at me, his eyes made contact with mine. To my surprise, he suddenly pulled me closer to him. I was shocked and unsure of his motive when I realized that we were walking through the parking lot and there was a car who was trying to back up to my right. I felt my face flush as he slowly let me go. I murmured thanks, thinking that he'd have an idea of what I said.
We found Amy's mother's car shortly afterwards. We all said good-bye to him while piling inside. Amy spoke to Alex briefly before getting into the front passenger seat next to her mother. Alex stepped back and waved before heading off towards the building.