Trying to keep up with the chapters. Hope you are all enjoying the story. Again, please leave me reviews and comments, I love hearing what you guys have to say. JANE'S VIEW.

I had to get away. I couldn't be near anyone. Especially not Maura. I couldn't let her see me like this. The music room, the piano. No one finds me there. I loved the piano. The moment my fingers hit those sleek, smooth keys, my heart slowed. I started playing and it was as if the whole froze in that moment. I had a few short moments of peace before I heard the door creak open. I jumped from the seat, but chilled out when I realized it was just Maura.

"How did you find me?"

"Once I take the heels off, I can really move." No wonder I couldn't hear those killer heels as they clicked down the floor. "Was that you playing?" I just stared at her. I never played the piano when people could hear me. "It was truly beautiful. Please, don't let me stop you."

She waved her hand at the piano, and something in my body made me sit down and play. All I could think was, 'What am I doing?' But I didn't care. Something about Maura made me play. I was still so tense though, but when she laid her sweet, tender hand on my shoulder, I played the piano like I was on a cloud.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did, but you may ask another one if that was what your original question was implying what you wanted to do."

I glared at her with a face of confusion and curiosity…about her.

"Why did you follow me?" I couldn't beat around the question.

"Why did you run away?"

"I asked first." She looked down at the piano, then back to me. I don't think either of us could look away.

"I was curious," That wasn't quite what I was expecting her to say. "As well as concerned." Okay, that made me feel better. She looked down at the keys as she slid her fingers across the tops. "I used to love playing the piano. My mother had me take lessons. But when I found my love for science, I found myself playing less and less.

Her story made me feel sad and sympathetic. So I took her wrist and placed her hands on the keys. I said to her, "Give it a minute." I looked into her eyed she knew I wanted her to play something. She looked at me then started to play. And I was so glad she did because she began to play my most favourite all time song,

Somewhere over the rainbow.

Not the most famous, but I love the song itself. So I joined in, and we quickly began to play our hearts out. We both reached for the same key, and when our hands met, I felt it again. Neither of us pulled away from each other. We looked up at each other. Her lovely hazel eyes were practically looking into my soul. She leaned into me. She was going to kiss me. And I wanted her to. That's when I panicked. I realised what I was thinking. I freaked out so I got up as quickly as I could from the stool, grabbed my bag and went for the door. Before I left I turned and said,

"Please don't follow me this time?"

"Wait!" I know I shouldn't have but I did. "You never answered my question."

"What was your question?" I remember the question, I just needed to hear her ay it.

"Why did you run away? And follow up. Why did you run to here?"

"One question. One answer. I ran because I was afraid. When I'm afraid I feel broken. And no one gets to see me broken."

"Scared of what though?"

I told her one question. One answer. So I let without another word, but making sure I remember the questions for the next time I see her.