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|Incomplete ch. 6|
It was a good thing Aaron didn't follow me. I don't know what I would've done if he did. Probably break down and be all helpless. Anyway, I had to do something to get rid of the anger and confusion brewing inside of me. This was probably the worst day of my life so far. There was one thing that would help me vent my feelings. I rushed quickly to the orchestra room, took my instrument off the racks and went straight to the audition room to play as soon as possible. I would let everything out through the music I mad with my cello. I would send it all out. That's why I love music. All the feeling put into the music makes the piece so much more emotional and passionate, which is more enjoyable to listen to than bland performances.
I tuned and practiced before Dr. Stone entered his office. After a few minutes, Dr. Stone entered, surprised.
"Hm. Well, Kellen, it's good to see a student volunteer. Let's make this real quick, since I have to finish all of you all today so we can get right to work. What will you play for me today?" Dr. Stone inquired.
Strangely, he didn't have the hissing thing going on today. I wonder if he forgot?
"Well, umm... I'm going to play a part of Saint-Saëns Cello Concerto No. 1...sir," I replied.
"Uh huh," he said absent-mindedly while scribbling on his pad, "Well? What are you waiting for Willoughby?"
"Oh- okay," I quickly said.
I placed my bow on the strings, breathed in, and played. All the events that happened in the past 24 hours went into my performance. I just let it all out. My eyes were closed more than half the time I played. I put sooo much emotion into my playing for the first time. After a few minutes, I played the last note and I let the sound resonate until the note finally died into the silence. I sighed heavily, feeling the tremendous weight that was on my shoulders lift.
"Okay... wow. First chair! Congratulations. I don't even need to hear the rest of the cellists to know who's the best. You have the top spot. Superb! That was marvelous. How long did you practice this?!" Dr. Stone asked eagerly.
"I practiced all summer, sir," I answered in reply.
"You know the whole concerto right? Not just the section you played?"
"Yes, I do know the whole piece," I said quite proudly.
"Perfect, this can be one of our contest pieces!" Dr. Stone happily exclaimed.
I just smiled and decided to get out of the room.
"Call the next one in please, Kellen! And it was Concerto No. 1 right?" Dr. Stone called from the office.
"Yes, sir."
I told the next person to go audition and I sat down, relieved. After this class, I get to go home. No homework today, which was odd. By the time the final bell rang, there was only one person left and she was already auditioning. I walked out the room happy to be going home.
"Kellen! Hey! Wait up!"
It was Jason. I just smiled, but I was already twitching with being delayed.
"Oh. His Jason. How's it going?" I asked.
"Cool. Nothing much. You?"
"Going home. Finally," I answered.
"I know! Hey, ummm, you wanna go and catch a meal with me and my friends on Friday?" he inquired.
"Yeah, sure. That's cool," I said happily.
"Okay then! I'll see you tomorrow."
I nodded in reply, turned around, and began walking away.
"Uh. Bye!" I heard Jason say a few seconds later.
What's up with him?
I turned around and saw he was still standing at the same place where we were talking.
I waved at him and said a little annoyed, "Later, Jason."
That seemed to placate him. He turned around and left.
Before Jason could change his mind, I dashed down the stairs and out the school, welcoming the warm rays of the sun and the cool breath of fresh air.
Once again, mom was working late. I got home and set my stuff to the side, flopped on the couch and decided to get some shut eye to clear my head a little.
A knock at the door woke me up from my sleep. I looked at the clock on the wall for the time. It was almost 8! I slept for almost 4 hours. I wondered who would be at the door after 6 when the person knocked again, this time harder.
"Hold on! I'm coming!" I yelled.
My hair was messed up, my clothes were all crumpled, my fly was open, and I had only one sock on. I didn't bother fixing any of them. Sometimes, I really wonder what happens when I'm asleep.
There was a knock again as I was approaching the door.
Without looking through the peephole, I opened the door.
Big mistake. Probably one of the biggest mistakes of my life. It was him. A salesman.
"Hi-" he said before I lightly closed the door on his face.
I don't want to be too rude. A salesman goes to a person's house at 8. What kind of person would do that? Oh, that's right. A salesman. I sat back down on the couch and turned on the tv. A few minutes later, I heard another knock at the door.
"Go away, sir. I don't have any money!" I said. That was a total lie.
Another knock. I decided to go to the door and tell him right at his face to go away. Nicely of course. I got up and walked to the door, a bit pissed. I opened it ready to yell when I saw it wasn't the salesman. It was Aaron.
"Oh," I simply said.
"I'm really not selling anything, you know... um, you look... tired?" Aaron said amused.
"What're you doing here?" I asked harshly.
"Can I come in?"
I didn't even answer him, and he made his way in the house uninvited. Okay. I closed the door.
He went into the living room where I was watching tv and he sat down. He began watching the program that was on.
"Hey! I asked you what you were doing in here," I informed him, standing in fron of the tv, blocking his view.
"Sit down, will you?" he asked kindly.
"Not until you tell me what you're here for."
"I'm just here to talk, Kellen."
He looked up at me and I knew he wouldn't leave until I gave him what he wanted.
"Fine," I simply said.
I sat down on the opposite side of the couch. I was trying to be as indifferent as I could.
Aaron turned of the tv and we sat there for a long, uncomfortable amount of time. Soon, he scooched right next to me. I kept staring at the blank television screen. By then, I could smell his faint scent. It was all soapy. He smelled so clean. Plus there was this intoxicating scent that was hidden by the soapy smell.
I could feel his eyes studying me. Finally, I summed up the courage to say something.
"Well? What are we going to talk about?" I asked with effort.
There was a slight pause then Aaron began to speak.
"Kellen, why did you run away when I was trying to talk to you? Actually, don't answer that. I want this to be as easy for you as possible. Um, well, it's okay you kissed me last night-."
I shot up but Aaron was fast and he grabbed my arm and pulled me down. I was about to say something before he continued.
"As I was saying, it's okay that you kissed me. Actually, it was more than okay. After I ran away from you and got home, I got to think for a while and I knew I was wrong. I know that... you like me, Kellen. The way you look at me sometimes when you don't think I notice, and the cute way you act around me, they were all signals. And I know that... for sure that I l-"
"NO! That's not true! That's- that's unnatural," I yelled in anger mostly because ahe was right, "I want you to go... Now!"
His face kept calm, but I could tell that in his troubled eyes he was harboring sadness. He just looked at me, as if the stuff I just said was nothing.
He closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and said, "Kellen, listen to me. I don't want you to talk. If you do I'll shut your mouth for you, by any means necessary. Understand? Now, you didn't let me finish at all. Look. It was okay that you did kiss me. I struggled for a long time, just like you are now, about what was wrong with me and how "unnatural" it was. But, I realized, after the kiss you laid on my lips, I couldn't acheive genuine happiness... If I pretend then, bad things might happen later on in my life. Last night changed me and my life. Thanks... As I was saying... I like you, Kellen. The first time I saw you, I knew there was something special that would happen if I tried to be friends with you, and I was right. Kellen... I like you. I like you a lot..."
His voice wavered and his eyes got all red and watery. I just looked at him, shocked at what I just heard. I was speechless. Man. This was WAY too much drama for two days. The guy was on the point of tears, for goodness sake. I had no idea what I was going to say to him. I just sat there, thoughts swirling in my mind.
He blinked and tears flowed down his cheeks. He was in conflict and he let that out. He was quiet, but I knew he was really crying hard. But, I couldn't do anything. I was too scared. Why did I let him in?! He looked at me. He put on a fake smile and looked away. He got up from the couch to leave me. The thoughts swirling in my mind got more frantic and frowsy until finally I pushed them away and decided to go on my feelings.
Just as Aaron stood up and turned around, my hands jolted out to grab his hands. I pulled the surprised guy to the couch to sit right beside me. I was looking down at my hands that were clasped around his, and it caused me to smile a little. I looked up at him, right into his questioning eyes.
Into his ear, I whispered, "You're wrong about me liking you, Aaron. I don't like you."
And I knew I probably just broke his heart, but I wasn't finished.
"I think I just fell in love with you, weirdly enough."
And with those words, I let myself go for once. I pulled away and looked at his face, and I think he was in shock. I let go of one of his hands and grabbed the collar of his shirt. I pulled him closer to me. I leaned in, our lips inches away from each other. Aaron began breathing hard. It finally registered.
"Surprised?" I whispered playfully.
Without waiting for an answer, I closed my eyes and kissed him.
Sorry for the delay. I got home at like midnight everyday the whole week because of work, and I didn't really find the time to finish this, till now. The story COULD'VE been better, if I had more time. I think this is part 6? Okay, part 7 will be out as soon a possible.
Have a good one.
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