I pull the violin up to my chin and start to play, smiling up at Mr. Wilston. He smiled as he watched me play. There was something about his eyes I really didn’t like, but I couldn’t put my finger on what was wrong. I look back down at the music and finish the last measure of it. I pull it away and raise my eyebrow at him.
“And you thought I would have trouble playing it.” I say to him. He nods in acceptance.
“Very impressive, Meladene. Very impressive indeed.” He says, patting my back before going back to the front of the room. His eyes skim the class, every eye on his face.
^^What do you think? It's a vey rough draft, as in just wrote it a little bit a go. I'm not dure if this is how I like it^^
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