Maska- I'm glad you enjoyed. Josh is cute, but he is an idiot.
Emma-J-Riddle- Here's you're next chappie... hope you like it!
The Angel's Maggie- I love Jayden, too! Hey what a coincidence!
Chapter 9- Memories and Invitations
Mr. Reyser told Annie to sit and watch the rest of the rehearsal and they went on doing the only things possible without 'Christine'. They worked on the Prologue for a little while, but it needed little perfect, and so then they moved on to the first scene and working on 'Hannibal'.
Annie sat down in the audience to watch Michelle painfully sing her version of 'Think of Me'. Somehow, without her noticing, Jayden was suddenly sitting behind her, one foot up on the back of her chair. She turned only when she heard his voice.
"Perfect for the part, isn't she?" Jayden asked. Annie whirled around to look at him. A light smile graced his perfect lips. She nodded in response. He put his foot down and leaned in toward her. "You're very good, you know." He said.
Annie blushed copiously. "Thank you.." She said. "I've been studying music for about 10 years. My father was the one who sparked my interests."
Jayden seemed highly interested. "Oh, really? How was that?"
Annie smiled. "He played the piano, and I played the flute. He and I used to play together." a look of reminiscing came across her face. She grinned at the memories. She had ignored them for so long.
"If you used to play together, than what happened? Why do you not still play together?"
Annie frowned. "Um… My father died." She said, looking down. "About three years ago."
Jayden sat back. "I'm sorry." He said, looking at her, concerned. "I did not mean to bring up such a depressing subject for you."
Annie shook her head. "No, it's fine." She said looking up, but it wasn't a very strong or assuring statement.
"Well," Jayden said. "I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to do a little extra practicing."
"Yeah." Annie said, without thinking. "That would be good."
Jayden opened his notebook, which had been sitting on his lap, but Annie had not noticed it until now. He wrote something down. "Thins" He said, ripping the page from the spirals, "Is my address and number. Tomorrow at noon would be good for me, if it is good for you." He said.
Annie smiled, warmly at him. "Yeah that sounds good." She said, taking the paper from him. Then before she could say anything else, he was gone.
Sorry for giving you another short one, but I promise they will get long... when things heat up... hint, hint wink, wink