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Chapter 6
Ephram proceeded on in the same fashion for the next week. He dodged her at every chance he got. He felt so guilty doing so, but had no other choice. He couldn't lead her on if it wasn't going to work out. He knew that any other guy would have continued on, careless of the girl's emotion, but he did all possible to spare her. But in doing so, it was still causing her pain. Ephram could see it in her face. He wished she could see the pain, the anguish, the despair that lingered in his eyes. If she only knew what he was going through. But than she would feel guilty, and again he want to take all precautionary measures to protect her from any emotional agony. This was his problem, and he didn't want to drag her into it any further than he already had.
A week later, Ephram sat in his music theory class. As he had for a week now, he fought himself to pay attention. He was furious at himself for wasting his well desired Julliard time with his own petty love issues. It seemed that every time his love life had been sorted out, something knew was thrown into the mix. But he didn't want to blame Claire or Amy for the issue. He blamed himself. He blamed himself for not knowing. Why didn't he know?
"We have been working on several different things in this class that I would like for you all to put into play now. I have pared you up randomly, and you and your partner are going to compose a short piece of the style of your choosing, so you can focus in on all the things we have learned so far. You will present a printed copy of the music as well as perform the piece for the class in one week. Ok, I'm going to go ahead and read the pares aloud. Veronica and Erin, Spencer and Janise, Ephram and Claire…"
Ephram put his head in his hands. "Great!" he said to himself. "Just what I need." But he realized that maybe it would be a good thing. Maybe it would help him figure out exactly what he felt for her. And since they had such a short period of the time to work on the project, most of their time would be occupied by the composition of the music. And, he had to approach her at sometime. He couldn't just keep ignoring her. He felt horrible for ignoring her and was somewhat thankful that he had a formal reason for a meeting.
When the class was finished, he approached Claire as she pushed her note taking device into her pink Jansport backpack. "Hey, Claire." She jumped back in surprise.
"Don't scare a girl like that," she protested.
"I'm so sorry," Ephram apologized.
"It's ok. I'm just not used to hearing your voice lately."
Point taken, Ephram quickly changed the subject, "Um, so we're partners, so we better set up a time we can work on it together."
"Yeah, how about this evening, say at about five. We can meet in the practice room we met in."
"Yeah, that sounds good to me. Ok, I'll see you there."
"Yeah, ok, hear you later." She smiled and ephram suddenly remembered why he had first been attracted to her. That beautiful smile, how could he not know? But he didn't. He stomped off to his dorm room. He had to compose himself for that evening.
