Poofy Prom Dress Problem

did not want to talk to the course that noo, it makes me bad memories traieria

- I do not want to talk to you, you know

The susprio and looked at me sourly after continuous

- already see, but then .... He asked me to give you a message

I felt like my heart was racing every second, he had thought of me, or at least that creiaa, but ... ... .... NO! I told myself somewhat angry. Now what I felt was not nostalgia or triztesa, if not rage, an anger towards him. queriia because I do more damage?

- I do not know! - I said almost in a scream

- But I have to say quee

- importaa I Jorge!, Understand that everything I had to go was very hard for me, and I've passed almost completely, I will not return to the beginning, Quieroo NO!

- qu And you think for him was easy?

- do not know, and I do not care, so porfavoor, prferiria not to touch the issue with me. Okay?

a sigh as surrendering and concluded depues

- Okay, you're right '

- Thanks - I very alive

When I went to the cafeteria again rang the bell to return to school, then routes it to me the room, I kept thinking about what I had said Jorge, a part of me was suffering from curious to know what message would it for me, and another ... ... .. I just wanted to forget everything that happened last year, just could not maas with this pain, which gradually faded, leaving no trace it ever was in me. After all this I realized I really needed to know was saying, I thought, that I had sent word to his best friend, but would not admit. Walk into the music room. Professor Carmen Moreno, was there, and probably like me in his class this semester, since she was well aware of my ability with the piano and other instruments. Upon entering, I realized that was somewhat delayed, as all seats were almost full. I was surprised to see that this year the music room was located by position pairs. Greet the teacher Carmen and I went over to find a free place, going to the side of the posts I realized there was only one empty and unfortunately for me was near Jorge ¬ ¬.

The vacancy patted her hand with a half smile, it was obvious that our conversation would continue, were addressed to me over there as the professor began to call for the attend. An ad that was to form bands in class, and therefore the posts of two people, this would mean that my partner Jorge, and I have to do every day at this time, to myself and I wanted to scream out Sanco to games, but obviously would not, sighed and continued listening. Each couple would have two instruments, and would have a weekly presentation to the class, so it would remove the ratings. Luckily Jorge played the violin, so it would be a great duo. At least that would be something good in this class, relax a bit with good music. I headed to the bodega to get a small organeta that to the role of paino, jorge tools pulling a violin. The teacher looked at us surprised and iso a gesture of approval on the instruments chosen. Connect the small piano and started to play a part Moonlight of Debussy. It was amazing how this music relaxed me so much and making me forget all surrounded me, as if in another world where there were no concerns, and that beautiful melody was all that existed, I could be listening to life as it was so bound and gave an aura of happiness that no matter how much time passed since I did not realize if I watched or not, because I did not care just wanted to keep listening to that lovely music, which sweetened my ears until they lose reality. But then, listen to someone to blow his throat as if trying to get their attention. I turned to see who it was. And it was again jorge, ruining a perfect part of my day.

- Now quee?

- Eee well ... we're supposed to play this song

- Mmm okay

- is it?

- THE CALL by Regina Spektor

- Mm someone has to sing - I implying that I would not be who sing

- Aja, and that someone is you

sighed, he was right, the voice was a woman listen very wrong in a man you and I spoke much better English than him, that if it was safe

- Okay - I surrendered

Take the scores and put them where the two could see

I started playing first, and then accompanied me to the violin, sounds good, it was a single at first and then I started singing. In the middle of the song was a solo violin accompanied by background with a little piano bass notes, the melody was really lovely, but the letter was the combination of instruments that made it tempting to not stop listening. Nobody paid attention, but it was as if we played that fabulous wrap disappearing all around us. I focus on both the single that started singing much later, but still finished the song contained up. Touch the last key and sighed. Turn to look

- Not bad

But he did not answer, and how and he said, no one had paid the slightest attention, as Professor Carmen was out of the room, and everyone was focused on the assigned track. Sigh Again, I is fiddling with some keys on the piano, creating different sounds funny with the melody rising from the piano until the bell rang. Recoji my things slowly, since it was the last hour of the first day, so I had no homework and I would probably lounging most of the afternoon, if not going to buy some things I needed.

Jorge out of the room when she stopped me with his hand

- Please wait

- Now what? - Said something upset, I really wanted to get ya to my house, and this year I had not realized it would not be so bad just a little show off my luxury car

- Seriously I have to give the note, he gets angry if I send message

- Jum, you know, give it to me

- What? I thought it would be much harder to convince

- Ash, do not be ridiculous, he wanted you gave me, well then give it to me. I will not read, not what you know, do not be angry with you and everybody's happy. The most likely just get thrown out of my house, maybe the burn, so it's easier not to read

- That's not the point that you deliver it, that it I could do and tell you deliver it, and you will see if you read it or not

- Okay, as you like - and I prepare to go to the parking lot, but again I stopped

- is really, really important. Do not know how it feels to

This time leave the sarcasm aside and talk seriously

- And perhaps he does not know how I feel?? You know perfectly what I had to do to make the summer pass and not a hell for me and as e tried to recover after the disastrous end of the year to come so that after the camper has to give me a shout who knows saying that, I do not want to know, why? Jorge dime for what? To create me delusions again will return or that he did not want to leave?. Quee know? For me the word of the no good, and no, since I found that note, this disastrous note that ruined my holiday. So if you want to tell me something, call me if you still have my number and stop being so chicken does not come forward because I'm not going to receive or one more than his notes that always ruin everything. Understand?

He froze there watching me, probably did not expect that reaction from me, but I did not care, seeing that did not react, I turn and continue my journey to the parking lot.