thanks for reading! :) hey lalalee! ( did i got it right?) thanks, i really planned to finish this is just that a lot of things happened at school and i want it out of my head. i haven't had an idea how to end it but we'll see..:)
Spencer's pov
She doesn't sound angry or annoyed so i stepped further in the room.
''Why aren't you in the ball?'' i asked her.
'' I should ask you the same question Ms. Carlin'' she countered.
Wait. i haven't met her. i would've known if we were introduced.
'' I was about to go to the powder room when i heard you that's why i'm standing here now, and have we met before?'' i asked her. I'm still behind her listening to her press random notes.
''No we haven't, but word spreads here like fire and I can tell from the shadow of your dress since only you have that sillhouete'' she explained. I looked down my dress. I don't always want to be in the lime light but i refuse to deprive myself from wearing beautiful garments.
'' Come, do you like to play?'' she asked as she stood up.
As she turned to face me, i saw a picture of an angel. The light perfectly touched her face giving her this added glow. I think her skin is light caramel in color because the glow from the candles made her skin look like honey making it in perfect contrast with her cream victorian dress. She has her hair away from her face and she wore simple black mask, behind it her eyes twinkled with every spect. I can't tell which shade of brown but to me it reminds me of chocolate. She has a smile on her perfectly shaped lips. I've never seen anyone so beautiful.
Again i'm in a daze just seeing the sight of her. I didn't notice she is in front of me already taking my hand to be lead to the piano. Even if i have gloves on i can tell her hands is incredibly soft. She sat me infront of the piano, i haven't done anything yet. Like i'm in a trance. And the cause of my trance is behind me and was gently putting my hand above the keys like i'm a child who's playing for the first time.
'' I haven't played for anyone before besides my family.'' i blurted out. I love playing but only in the confines of our home. To me it's like my diary or journal. I looked at her. Sweet heavens! Maybe i am in heaven and this girl in front of me is an angel. Every angle of this girl is beautiful! She glanced at me with a smirk. I swear i never seen someone like this before.
'' My mother taught me what you've heard earlier. She died years ago. She composed it herself and played it mostly when she was sad or down. I feel closer to her if i play it. Everytime when i feel not my best i'll just sit in front of the piano and play the keys like she did'' her eyes had a longing look and her smirk is gone. '' and every note speaks to me telling me to feel better''. I looked at her confusedly and as if reading my mind she answered my thoughts. "I know it sounds sombre but after i've played it, i think more clearly like she's telling me what to do next. No one have heard me play as well, specially my mothers composition, because it's close to being sacred to me and piano is not really my strong point''. She said staring to a candle. I gave her a moment. She seemed so sad. I suddenly had an urge to do everything i can to have this girl not frown like this again.
'' We have a same outlook when it comes to playing. I mean, i haven't lost a parent and i'm sorry for that but to me, playing? it's like my diary'' i told her with confidence. She snapped out of her reverie.
" Then play something so we can be even! I bore a part of my soul to you, now it's your turn'' she's grinning at me now and i have come to love it already.
'' But i never wanted to, i mean if it's that important i would've turned away'' i told her and flicked my hand, trying to stall. I have seriously never played before for other people. She's sitting beside me now. My gloves is the only thing that's keeping me from feeling her delicate arms.
"Reeeally?" she asked mockingly.
"Most definitely!" i scoffed at her. I don't know why i'm being like this but it felt natural to banter with her.
''I was alone! It's way obvious i wanted some privacy . If i wanted some audience i would've played in the ball instead''. she said a matter of a factly way. " but nooooo, you didn't even had the inkling to turn, you even stayed till i'm no longer playing''.
" I was about to" she's peering at her mask not believing. " I was! but you have to call me out about my presence''. I crossed my arms.
"Just because your wearing a mask means you can lie your way through''. I looked at her incredously because of her absurdity with a raised eyerbrow. I know she can not see it, but i like to put my point accross.
" I was no longer playing for five whole minutes!? but your shadow was still there. I may aswell have tuned the off-keys of this piano''. she smugly said. That was mean but true. I blame her for it, I was in a daze because of her.
''butitsyourfault'' i mumbled not looking at her. ''What did you say?'' she was trying to catch my eyes.
''I said there were no off-keys '' i said slowly to cover up my mumble.
She laughed at me.'' Of course there wasn't!, i was emphasizing a fact. Mr. Hancock wouldn't let that slip. He is a fan of the instrument too''.
I'm playing random notes now. "Go on, play something your heart tells you to''. she told me encouragingly.
Okay, no more stalling. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
'' Are you nervous?''. she asked, i answered her with a sheepish smile.
''Hmm ok, i'll stand over there so you can feel like no one's in here with you'' she stood up and moved to the doors that lead to the garden. She is no longer in my line of sight. For all fairness i'll play something.
Okay i closed my eyes then felt for the keys. I am thinking of what i would like to play now. I settled for a piece called river flows in you.
I pressed the first keys but something is still off that makes me uncomfortable. My gloves is getting in the way of my sensation for the keys. I can not hear her maybe she's trying to be quiet so i'd be comfortable.
I removed my gloves and placed it above the piano between the candle holder and jacket that i haven't noticed earlier, i was right that she has some sort of jacket.
I relaxed my shoulders then started playing. I really love playing, i closed my eyes and thought about the girls story. i don't want to see her like that, and why is she playing it just earlier? it means she's not feeling her best. What could have made her feel that way? what can i do to stop it. Hold on, i still don't know who she is. i'll ask her after i play. Have i seen her from the other balls that i attend to?. Like what i've said earlier i would've known if i met her already. That kind of beauty will not escape me. I have many unanswered questions, even though i felt like we are talking in ease earlier it doesn't mean she'll trust me. Maybe i should get her name first. Right. That's what should i do. That settled, i focused on finishing the piece.
I let the last note play on till it died down. I slowly opened my eyes to adjust it from the light, As my vision cleared i'm startled with what i saw.
She was just standing there on the left side of the piano. She has her head rested on her arms, and seems like she's been watching me.
''How long have you been there?'' i asked her as rub my eyelids softly through the holes in my mask as not to ruin my makeup.
''Long enough'' she shrugged.
''Hmmm'', still rubbing my eyes.
'' Long enough to have seen your face transform from relaxed, confused, determined then relaxed again.'' she giggled, she has her head resting on her left hand now.
I just peeked an eye on her, she looks adorable now. " How can you tell? I have a mask on and my eyes are closed" i asked.
She shrugged again as if it's the easiest thing to do. " Your lips". That made a thump in my heart.
Aaargh! what's with this girl. I never been like this before nor have looked at anyone this way. I'm rubbing my eyes a little harder now. Wait, her name. i stopped my actions. i'm about to open my mouth as i look at her when i saw that she's giggling again.
''what?'' i asked.
'' You did it again, your face went from confused to frustrated in a millisecond'' she giggled.
"So?'' i pouted. Wait! her name?!
I'm about to ask her but she beat me to it again. "Is that your own composition?
"Uhmm yes it is" i said shyly.
''Your really good at that, it's a shame only your family can hear you play''
''And now you" i pointed out
'' And i'm extremely privileged and honored for it'' she said smiling. And i think i blushed. It's a good thing the lights are dim.
''Luck? more like blackmailed''. i said with a smiling.
she grinned back,"or that too".
She stood straight and asked " Do you want to go back to the ball now?"
" Not really'' i said truthfully, she's waiting for me to continue.
'' I don't really like it out there. I mean, we are in a masked ball but even if it is not, it seems like they're wearing it for an everyday basis". i said comforatbly, '' i'm born from this society but there are some points i feel like i don't belong''.
This girl is making me tell her things and do things that i would not normally would. I feel at ease with her like i've known her and trust her for the longest time already.
" I know what you mean''. she said with a nod. " Do you want to go for a walk?''
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