Lawrence felt his heart skip as Katie gave him a grateful smile.
Katie never had the answer. But that was alright with him.
And anyway, it wasn't like she wasn't smart. He knew Katie was smart from the few times he had had the privilege of working with her. She just didn't pay attention in class.
Lawrence always paid attention in class. In fact, up until this year, studying his books had been the only hobby he had, besides practicing his music.
But this year was different. Now Lawrence spent all of his time studying Katie. He knew every feature on her face. Even when he closed his eyes, he could see the shadowy outlines of her nose, her eyes, her mouth.
All this stuff was pretty new to Lawrence. He had never had a crush before Katie. He had never felt the need to have a girlfriend, or be popular or funny.
But she had changed all of his rules. All of them.
He had been playing piano ever since he could remember. He could barely recall a time that he hadn't known what the words, 'Allegretto' and 'Sensate' meant. But he had never really noticed the way you could manipulate the notes to create variations of moods.
After Katie, everything was different. He found himself thinking about her all the time. At school, at home, at practice. Lawrence had discovered that by thinking of her, he could convey emotion through his music, instead of just playing with great technicality. The idea that one person could create that kind of inspiration fascinated him.
It also saddened him. Katie would never like him back. She was too beautiful, too outgoing. She could have any boy she wanted, and she would never choose him.
'Lawrence?' Ms. Breton queried, rapping her knuckles on his desk. 'Please pay attention. I won't tolerate laziness in my classroom.'
He blushed bright red, the color of blood. If this...thing he had for Katie continued, he might let his schoolwork slip. He had nothing to be proud of except for school work. If he lost that, it would be his downfall.
Trying to recover from his mishap, Lawrence glanced at Katie once again. She was playing with a strand of her chocolaty hair, twirling it absentmindedly between long, graceful fingers.
What a sweet fall it would be.
A/N: I don't think I've ever seen this ship before. It's about time someone shook things up!! Thanks for all the reviews on the first chapter!
And anyway, it wasn't like she wasn't smart. He knew Katie was smart from the few times he had had the privilege of working with her. She just didn't pay attention in class.
Lawrence always paid attention in class. In fact, up until this year, studying his books had been the only hobby he had, besides practicing his music.
But this year was different. Now Lawrence spent all of his time studying Katie. He knew every feature on her face. Even when he closed his eyes, he could see the shadowy outlines of her nose, her eyes, her mouth.
All this stuff was pretty new to Lawrence. He had never had a crush before Katie. He had never felt the need to have a girlfriend, or be popular or funny.
But she had changed all of his rules. All of them.
He had been playing piano ever since he could remember. He could barely recall a time that he hadn't known what the words, 'Allegretto' and 'Sensate' meant. But he had never really noticed the way you could manipulate the notes to create variations of moods.
After Katie, everything was different. He found himself thinking about her all the time. At school, at home, at practice. Lawrence had discovered that by thinking of her, he could convey emotion through his music, instead of just playing with great technicality. The idea that one person could create that kind of inspiration fascinated him.
It also saddened him. Katie would never like him back. She was too beautiful, too outgoing. She could have any boy she wanted, and she would never choose him.
'Lawrence?' Ms. Breton queried, rapping her knuckles on his desk. 'Please pay attention. I won't tolerate laziness in my classroom.'
He blushed bright red, the color of blood. If this...thing he had for Katie continued, he might let his schoolwork slip. He had nothing to be proud of except for school work. If he lost that, it would be his downfall.
Trying to recover from his mishap, Lawrence glanced at Katie once again. She was playing with a strand of her chocolaty hair, twirling it absentmindedly between long, graceful fingers.
What a sweet fall it would be.
A/N: I don't think I've ever seen this ship before. It's about time someone shook things up!! Thanks for all the reviews on the first chapter!