Getting friends

"What a hectic morning!", I mumble to myself while changing into my school uniform. Huh, I hate it! What's great on running 'round with short skirts? Why can't I wear a boys uniform? (No, it's not that I like playing the boy, but I really hate the short skirts)

I have to change at home and slip out of the agency without anyone noticing at half past 5 in morning! Every morning! Then I've gotta run here, change, run to school, only to arrive at the same time as usual, because Xiang Xia told us to never let anyone know about the boy group and so on.

Now I'm finally walking to school. I hear music, who wouldn't have guessed that? Ironic question, it's my life, everybody knows.

And yeah, when I think about it, actually I could play my life on the piano. It would start whith high tones, something like a" or c"' and then go on with something like d" or c" after some time. And then it would go deep like c' or h at some time even a and then go up again to d', e' or even f'. That would be my life.

And before I even know I am at school. 7 in the morning, still having 45 minutes to wait. And so I walk somewhere, I thought, I would never end up on my own again.

I stood in an empty music room. I can make out some instruments I used to play, like the recorder. But I give all my attention to the instrument in the middle of the room. The piano. It looks exactly like the one I played a long time ago.

Slowly I sit down, clearly remembering my promise to never ever play such a thing or any instrument again till I take my last breath.

I open it and end up laying my fingers on it. I take a long breath and close my eyes. I start, I start to play again, my fingers are moving on their own will and still, after these years I still, still remember everything. I put all my heart in it, I know the pice very well - it is the pice of my emotions.

As I open my eyes again I see my hands moving so fast, that I get a headache but I still try to concentrate on playing, I want to play it to the end. Even if it makes my heart ache till numbness for my own feelings, I have to play it, I just can't do otherwise. I have to finish it. This time I maybe would be able to finally let it go and to move on.  I guess I'm still not over it.

As I play on, I remember further, things, I would like to forget since it happened. It is opening healing scars again, making me cry. My eyes water and a lone tear is rolling down my cheek.

Then I realize that my hands have stopped. The pice came to its end. Just like this the next tear is making it's way out of my eyes.

As I finally make my move and turn away from the piano I'm looking right into a pair of wide opened green eyes. I flinch back. She heard me? Shit!

"Wow, you can play so beautiful!", she compliments, "I tried to play the piano as well but I'm not good in playing."

"Don't worry, some day you will do it as I do. I never was that good in playing as well. I was really surprised I played it that good and even after 5 years."

"5 years!", she shouts, "That's not fair!"

I chuckle.

"By the way, I saw you crying while playing, what is it?"

"Nothing.", I hesitate, not wanting to tell anybody I just met.

"You can't fool me, Kuai Kaiwen!", she says.

"Why do you know my name?", I ask shocked.

"You're in my class, do you not know me?"

"No.", I state. I was never interested in my classmates. They would just bully me. That's what I thought.

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School is over. It was great today! I made friends, and even two at the same day! And that in the last week of my life as middle school student. Yeah, life really doesn't like me, I guess.

But at least I have some friends now. I told them much about me, but my past I kept for myself, knowing it won't do anything good to them. And they told me a lot about them. It was quite funny, I must admit.

As I reach the agency Xiang Xia stands there as if she is the door, trying to keep me from slipping in without her knowledge. I know that since she stares like that in my direction.

"What is it?", I groan.

"We have to discuss something right away!"

"Let me go!", I murmur, not wanting to go with her.

"No, it's important!", she sights, dragging me into her office.

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To my surprise everything went well, she just gave me some advises to keep both my secrets, the first that I'm a girl and the second, that I'm a soon-to-be star.

She even gave me something to hide my breast away. But that didn't really make any sense, because I'm an a-cup actually. There's not much to hide.

Right now I'm lying in my bed again, hearing music, while writing some music-notes down myself. I love writing songs, but dancing and playing is far better.

What should I say?

Music just is my life, my love, my everything!

There is a  knock on the door. It is none other than Bency. Nothing to worry about. I think. But trouble is coming right after: A shirtless Horiacio.

Oh, my! How should I survive this? I think I should hide under the sheets.

"What's there to be hiding under the sheets?", Bency asks.

This is the end!, I scream inwardly. They are gonna kill me!