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BK: (Sweat drop) See? Crazy….Stupid fans…
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Day 3
A few weeks ago…
"Oh where's Misty? It's been awhile since I've saw her…" Hilary sighed. She sat on a bench and sighed. "Maybe she's busy...hm…I bet she's playing the piano!" Hilary walked over to Misty's place. Hilary wasn't hanging out with them still. What about the Bladebreakers? I don't know….
"Such a nice day outside" Misty mumbled. She's in a car where a driver was driving her. She gets from one place to another by car to save time.
"We're here ms. Misty!" The driver announced. Misty got out of the car to see her piano teacher, Mr. Wall in her living room already waiting for her.
"You're 4.5 seconds late Misty!" Mr. Wall barked
"Sorry sir" Misty apologized. She went to her piano and played a few scales.
"Hm…hm…. Ah yes…good" Mr. Wall tapped his foot to the beat and sighed.
Misty kept playing until she had hit a wrong note. Misty gasped and tried to play again but Mr. Wall noticed the wrong note
"MISTY! You missed. Play that again and I'm hoping that you'll play even better" Mr. Wall said sharply
"Yes sir" Misty said sadly. She went back to playing the same scale but she made another mistake
"MISTY! What I told you?" Mr. Wall said sharply
"Not to make any mistakes," Misty said sadly
"Correct…the recital is next week and I need to see you do some improvement. Now go back to work!"
"Yes sir…" Lately, Misty was so busy with piano lessons she never got a chance to see Hilary. She felt really bad and was hoping that Hilary was still her friend.
Hilary was in front of her house. She heard the piano music playing. Hilary sighed as the music flowed through the window. A wrong note came out and Hilary opened her eyes
'Whoa! Misty never makes any mistakes…I wonder what's wrong' Hilary thought. The music came back but then more mistakes came
'Whoa…. Misty sound stressed…It that why she never came to see me? She must have been so busy with school and piano' Hilary thought to herself.
"Misty! You've made six mistakes so far! You will have a ten-minute break and we'll go to practice" Mr. Wall has left the room
Misty sighed she went to her window. It's been awhile since she went outside. Now she's cooped up in her house. She wished she can go outside like the other girls and have a good time, but no she had to stay inside her house and play piano until her fingers had fallen off. She looked at the window and saw...Hilary!
Misty waved at Hilary and Hilary waved back, but before she was about to open her window, Mr. Wall came back.
"Time to practice Misty! Misty? MISTY! Time to practice!" Mr. Wall took Misty from the arm and shut the window
'Well that was rude of that man! Must be Misty's piano teacher…if he was my teacher I'd skip his classes!' Hilary thought as she left for home
At Hilary's house…
"Mom?"
"Yes dear?"
"I have a problem"
"Well then, tell me about it" Hilary's mother said as she was washing dishes
"Well…it's my friend…she plays piano and lately she's making mistakes in her playing…I think she's stressed out but what can I do to help out? I mean I feel like I'm busy nosy" Hilary explained
"Well how about you make some cookies? Cookies might help her" Hilary's mother took out some cookie dough and the two of them started backing…
"Those look good mom!" Hilary exclaimed as the cookies came out, warm and fresh
"Give them to her and maybe they'll make her feel better!" Hilary's mother said with a smile
The next day
At Misty's place
Misty was worser than ever. She kept making mistakes and now her teacher is getting more pissed
"MISTY! You're making more mistakes! That's it! I'm making sure you're not having any free time until you get your music right!" Mr. Wall yelled
"Sorry sir but I'm trying my best" Misty said sadly
"TRY HARDER!" Mr. Wall said. His eyebrows knitted in fury
"Yes sir" Misty said sadly and kept on playing
With Hilary
"Now I've got everything! Heh heh!" Hilary had a fan with her. The plan was to get some of Misty's piano sheets out the window and that leads Misty outside. Then with the fan, She can lead Misty to the river. It was perfect!
'This is so hard…with the recital, the music feels like it's getting even harder' Misty thought as she kept on playing.
"What's this!" Mr. Wall bellowed. A huge gust of wind came in through the window and some piano music flew right out the window.
"Oh no! My Music!" Misty sprinted off her seat and went outside to catch it.
"MISTY! COME BACK HERE! MIS-OOF!" Mr. Wall had tripped into the stool and fainted
"My music! Oh no! The wind is getting stronger!" misty cried. The piano music was flying in the air
"This is working! Oh no! The wind! It's getting stronger!" Hilary turned off her fan and ran after Misty
"Misty! Over here!" Hilary shouted
"Hilary! My piano music! Hurry! We've got to catch it!" The two girls huffed and puffed as the music sheets were flying
Hey! Watch out!" A random lady said as Hilary pushed aside
"Oh!" Some high school girls had the look of shock on their faces. Cars stopped and beeped.
The music sheets and the girls got to the river.
"Almost-got-it YES!" Misty finally got her sheets.
"Yes! Finally!" Hilary cheered
Later on…
"These are really good cookies Hilary" Misty said as she nibbled on a cookie
"Thank my mom. She backed them"
"Okay…why did you bring me cookies?" Misty asked
"I guess that when you were laying piano, you made mistakes so much I thought you were stressed. Sorry if I'm being nosy" Hilary explained as she bit into a cookie.
"It's no problem. I guess I've been so busy I forgot how to relax. I get driven everyday just to save time on my piano lessons. But today…the breeze it feels so nice and the river looks so pretty and peaceful" Misty said
"I'm glad…Today was so what of a good day…" Hilary sighed
"You bet!" Misty said
At Hilary's house…
'Today felt like a bad day gone well. Misty was stressed but now I think she felt better. I just hope she does well on her recital' Hilary thought tom herself. Tomorrow would always be another day…