Because of you
It was fall when we met. When I was unfortunately forced into being your accompanist. After years of not playing, I was thrown into the pit again. To fight on my own. Unlike all my competitions before, I had to fight the other contestants. This time, it was my piano. The piano refused to let me hear its sweet melody. It wouldn't even let me hear it when I would pound on it for hours. It was like we were underwater where no sound could escape and be heard. So lucky for us... We were last. The last act of the day. Which means all those who showed up first, are now gone or snoring away the last hours of the competition. So as I stood in the back remembering note for note our song... You showed up. Walking down the hall with... With... With... Grace. You found me in my little corner. Panicking like I was gonna die on that stage, which would've been better than playing. "Are you my accompanist?" You asked me with that sweet angelic voice of yours. I looked up and saw you. Clad in red. You had a lovely red flower holding back one side of your dirty blonde hair. I was amazed by how beautiful you were. I just nodded my pretty little head and waited for your look of disappointment. For your face plant. For your storming off and requesting another accompanist. None of that ever happened. All you did was smile brightly at me and grabbed my hands. You said something that I couldn't even hear. "Don't push yourself..." Was all I heard you say. You walked away and started tuning your violin. I just stared into the bright long hallway that you walked down. You put my beating heart to a stop. You made me nervous for another reason. You made me fall in love with the craziest Violinist I know to this day. You were infatuation, aggravation, humanitarian. After you tuned your violin you came back. I just stared blankly at you as you came back. This time, a different aura was around you. I couldn't explain it. "Why aren't you practicing?" You asked me. I just shrugged and starting looming at the notes. I went back to panicking after awhile. I started pretending I was at a piano. Playing my heart away. You lifted up your arm and started to play the violin. Of course, you didn't have your violin with you. You had nothing but air in your arms. You started to pretend to play the violin as I memorized the notes. You gave it your all, even if it was all pretend. It was like I could hear the notes come out of you. "The last pair. You're up!" The announcer said. You grabbed your violin from where you left it. I walked with you till we got to the door leading to the stage. I stopped dead in my tracks. I can't do this... "Yes, you can..." You read my exact thoughts. I just stared at you as you grabbed my hand and lead me to the stage. I saw the piano and saw its devilish smile. Waiting for me to fail... To read more go to the Jac website its at the bottom of this thing!!!!! Where to find me on the social medias Personal accounts about my life: Instagram| @imnopuppet Tumblr| imnopuppet Twitter| @imnopuppet Snapchat| imnopuppet Kik| white_Hispanic_chick Nerdy bullshit accounts I haven't updated in awhile since I got them: Instagram| @deadm0usech1ck Twitter| @imnopuppet Snapchat| imnopuppet Tumblr| deadm0usech1ck Kik| white_Hispanic_chick The best frens social media accounts because I love her enough to give her shout outs : Twitter| @spacealienmimi Instagram| @spacealienmimi Tumblr| spacealienmimi Wattpad| spacealienmimi Also I'm on a lovely website called Junior Art Collective, so pleased check it out. http://www.juniorartscollective.com/mobile/home.html
