disinterest, “None of them are.”
Everyone at the table seemed to enjoy this revelation.
“So what is your type?’ asked Nyssa with a curious smile.
“My type is sitting here at this table.”
They all giggled at that.
I wish talking to Victoria was this easy.
“What class do we have next?”
“AP Music.”
Music? Now that actually might be fun.
I got up from my seat and the others followed suit. Sticking my hands in my pockets I began to walk out of the cafeteria. I stole another quick glance at Victoria but I turned away quickly so I wouldn’t catch the eyes of Eli. I wasn’t sure how his magic worked but I figured that Eli and I had to be locking eyes in order to converse silently like we had done.
His faint snickering in my mind as I walked out of the cafeteria let me know I was mistaken.
“Which way?” I asked as soon as entered the hall.
“This way,” said Nyssa looping her arm through mine and pulling me to the right.
It looked as if Camilla was about to loop her arm through my other one when Lindsay beat her to the punch. She didn’t show it but I knew Camilla was pouting. The hall was filling with students now that lunch was coming to a close and it wasn’t long before Nyssa had turned me into a classroom that was filled with instruments.
The instrument that caught my eye was the grand piano at the front of the class. The classroom was sparsely filled and Nyssa pulled me to a seat in the middle of the room. Lindsay sat down on my other side and Camilla and Stephanie took seats nearby. I could see that Camilla was still upset that she wasn’t sitting next to me.
The girls started gossiping again about nothing that I would call interesting. And all the while I couldn’t take my eyes off of the piano. I had a strange desire to play it. The odd thing was that I’d never had any piano lessons and yet I was sure that I could play. But stranger still was the melody that had just sprung into my mind. I was quite certain that I’d never even heard it before and yet it was familiar to me. Like a song I’d heard long ago.
I glanced around again. The professor was nowhere to be seen. I wondered how she felt about students playing the instruments.
Oh well. I guess I will just have to find out.
I rose to my feet.
“Where are you going?” Camilla asked puzzled.
“To play some music,” I replied nodding my head in the direction of the piano.
The girls all seemed to be impressed.
“You can play?” asked Nyssa.
“A little,” I lied with a crooked smile, “You think the professor will mind?”
“Not if you’re good,” answered Stephanie returning my smile with one of her own.
I smiled, walked over to the piano, and sat down in front of the key board.
Was I about to make a fool of myself in front of this quickly filling class?
I spotted a few of the other students eyeing me curiously. I ignored their stares and focused on the task at hand. I rested my fingers on the keyboard. The desire to play was overwhelming; my fingers began to move as if some unknown force was guiding them. Before I knew it I was playing.
It sure didn’t sound like my first time playing a piano; it sounded as though I had been playing for years. There was a shocked silence in the room as my fingers worked their magic.
I closed my eyes. I didn’t need to see the keys. It was as if my body was moving on its own accord. I wasn’t sure when it happened or how long I had been playing but quite suddenly I heard a faint whisper entered my mind. For horrible moment I thought it was the voice of Eli, but then the voice whispered again.
“Amadeus.”
It was the velvet voice of Victoria.
“Where are you?” I thought.
If I hadn’t already conversed with Eli in this manner I probably would have spoken aloud.
“Next door.”
“Then how—”
“It’s the music.”
“That’s impossible.”
“Not for us.”
Even though there was so much still wrong with this picture. I had to admit I liked the way she said “us.”
She giggled.
It was nice to hear it again.
Camilla and Nyssa had nice laughs too, but Victoria’s was almost heavenly.
I felt her embarrassment. Then I felt her regret.
“I’m sorry,” she thought.
“For what?”
“For being so rude the other day.”
“Oh.”
I hadn’t forgotten the total 180 she had pulled on me.
“I do actually like you Amadeus.”
I felt the truth in her words.
“I know,” I thought back before I could stop myself.
What the hell was I doing? How was it that I could feel her feelings? How could I suddenly know what she was thinking? Was I going insane? Was my desire for her so great that I was beginning to hallucinate?
“You’re not going crazy Amadeus,” she thought in a soothing voice, “But I can’t tell you more than that.”
“Why not?”
“I-I—”
I got the feeling that she was on the verge of letting something slip when Eli’s heavenly voice cut in.
“Victoria,” he thought warningly.
Alarm suddenly filled Victoria’s mind, and next second she was gone.
“You again?” I thought sourly.
Was my music responsible for this?
“Nope,” he thought amusedly, “My magic is much stronger than the bond you two share.”
“The bond we share?”
“That’s right.”
“And I take it that you’re
