20 Jan 2023, 23:16
A New Best Friend
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Today had been a hard day. I was done with classes for the day, and I had’t been down to practice in a long long time. I grabbed my saxophone case and thick black folder. There were wheels built into my saxophone case, that made traveling around way easier.
I hurried down the stairs and when I reached the fourth floor, I went down the hall and pushed open the door. It was empty, luckily. I went over to the nearest chair and quickly assembled my sax. I didn’t really want to play it, but I had to practice to get better. I played a few exercises, and set the sax down on the case.
I hurried over to the drums, super excited to work on two different songs mum had sent me. I set the music on the stand, and pulled out my sticks, gripped them and smiled. This one looks fun. I started playing, adding in some extra symbol here and there. When I was finally done, I played another, and another. I loved drums. I pulled out even more music, and played it.
When I was finally done playing all my drum music, some even more than once, I went back to the sax. I pulled out an old jazzy solo I had gotten awhile ago, but never played. I began attempting the notes, and finally did one last try. It was almost perfect. I turned my head, and noticed a girl standing there. How long has she been standing there? “Hello, I’m Charlie.” I said.
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21 Jan 2023, 20:45
A New Best Friend
Ivy was excited. Being so swept up in the new world of magic, Ivy hadn’t had a lot of time to explore Hogwarts. One evening when she had been studying in the hall, she had heard other students talking about a rehearsal room. Apparently, it was a place for art and music. Ivy prayed they had a piano.
Ivy would never admit this to her father but she actually loved playing the piano. Ivy’s father had forced her to start when she was young and, in the beginning, she hated it. It was just another thing on her to-do list. In time it became a way for her to relax and bring out emotions she couldn’t show in public.
Finally feeling caught up with her homework Ivy decided to take a break and music was just what she needed. Ivy down from the dorm rooms to the fourth floor. She opened the two large oak doors to the Rehearsal Room. “drum, drum” There was already somebody here. A young girl was playing the drums. Ivy didn’t know much about the drums but the music sounded great!
Captivated by the music Ivy didn’t realize she’d been standing in the doorway for way to long. When the girl switched instruments, Ivy not wanting to get caught turned to leave. Suddenly the girl looked up.
Blushing red at being caught “Oh hi! So sorry I didn’t mean to disturb you!” Ivy said. “I was looking for a place to practice but got caught up in listening to your music.” Ivy hoped the girl didn’t mind that Ivy had listened without permission. Not everyone enjoys an audience. “ I’m Ivy, it's nice to meet you Charlie, you’re a great musician by the way!”
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29 Jan 2023, 03:03
A New Best Friend
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There was another girl, just standing there, watching me. I normally would have been mad, but for some reason in this moment, I didn’t care. This girl was concerned that she was disturbing me, but no. “No no, you’re not bothering me.” I told her. I didn’t have much music left to play anyway. I could just get out of here and go back to my dorm. “You can practice here, if you want.” I told the girl. I didn’t want her to leave, and I also didn’t want to scare her off. “Thanks. I bet you’re a great musician too.” I replied, mainly because it would be weird if I just ignored her compliment.
She finally told me her name, and I was glad. Ivy seemed like a nice name. “So, Ivy what were you planning to practice?” I asked her. Maybe I had the music for something and we could do a collaboration. That would honestly be great. I hadn’t played anything with another person or group of people since our last musicians corner meeting back in December.
I glanced down at my saxophone and realized it would be weird if an open saxophone was just sitting there, all covered in spit. “That’s my saxophone, by the way. I have some music for it too, but I am way better at the drums.” I told her.
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