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Post by eden on Nov 2, 2012 13:34:19 GMT 10
It sometimes made her wonder what she had done right all of a sudden, spending most of her years at the school alone. And now she was meeting people who wanted to at least speak to her, it had been about a week since she spoke with Corey. The first time they met it was outside. And he was so sure she was going to bust him. Which she thought was actually kinda cute, she really liked him and he was rather cute. But didn't know exactly how they would work out, but hoped for friends at least.
Eden thought it was amazing how different yet similar they were, perhaps the future would smile down at her. But who the hell knew. All she knew was right now she was in the music room working on a new song, she wanted to make something that would impress Corey and worked on a song for the past week. This of course was to impress him not to show off, since honestly she only showed off to her parents. And that was in just good fun, she wasn't a know it all that much she knew. She had a rough week and needed to escape.
She was looking over the lyrics and the music she wrote for both piano and violin. Though really this one was more of a different kind of song. She didn't know if he would like it, but she had worked on it for a while. She even brought a Laptop from America to help with the sounds. Since of course the music needed sounds that she had to make. Since no instrument the school had would make it on its own. She still remembered the unhappy look her father gave her when she said she wanted to take it.
But hearing something she looked up and turned her head towards the door, wondering if someone was coming in. Because she didn't exactly want to be around if someone else was coming in. So she waited to see what or who it was. |
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Post by Corey Parker on Nov 3, 2012 11:18:17 GMT 10
Corey was beginning to get increasingly frustrated with the students that seemed to be intent on annoying him in some way or another and was beginning to build a frustrated energy that no amount of Cigarettes seemed to quell. But he knew enough to know that the piano was just what he needed, and so that is how he found himself en-route too the Music room, a spare session in his timetable giving him a good fifty minuets of Music before he had to drag himself too Potions.
He opened the door of the music room, but not before checking no-one was watching him as he slipped through, the last thing he needed was for this room to become the newest and greatest socializing zone. The thought of it made hi roll his eyes, knowing his luck that's exactly what would happen. He shut the door with a soft click and was shocked, though he hardly let it show, to see Eden sitting there, a strange device in front of her, sitting with her violin (OOC: Sorry, I'm assuming violin?) tucked under her shoulder.
"Hello." He said, if anything a bit too formally, as he made his way to his favourite piano across the room. [/blockquote] |
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Post by eden on Nov 3, 2012 22:35:49 GMT 10
Eden sighed seeing it was only Corey which was nice since everyone else would just make her life a living hell. And she saw the way he looked at her and smiled happily at him, she was truly happy about everything and knew he wanted the piano so she got up so he could sit down. Her violin under her arm as she could tell he had a rough day already. She to hence why she was here, no one seemed to really care about this room but maybe them and two others.
"Hey Corey you seem very stressed, guess you came here to escape to. I see your looking at this thing" She said placing her hand on the device "I can't never remember the name but got it for my seventh birthday, helps me make different sounds that no instrument can make without help." She said and thought for a moment as she made sure her violin was tuned. "If you want to talk I am a very good listener and if you don't want that I respect that to. Just your not alone" |
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Post by Corey Parker on Nov 4, 2012 10:16:08 GMT 10
Corey mumbled a thank-you as she vacated the seat, sinking down into it heavily.
"Yeah, I uhh." He said, slightly distract by running his hands over the keys, god he loved this Piano. "I just need to play, you know?" He asked, sure she would understand, eh got this way every now and then, when things were pilling up on him. He often wondered how people who didn't play instruments could function when the stress was high.
He put this thought out of his head as he started playing some scales, trying to get used to the piano. This was his first time back playing this piano this year and he was so used to the one at home this one felt slightly alien, but a few runs of scales would cure that. (((OOC: Ignore that if it's wrong, I play guitar not Piano  ))) |
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Post by eden on Nov 4, 2012 11:30:34 GMT 10
She smiled at him and watched him playing some notes, and actually had an idea. Since he was on the guitar she sat down at the piano she brought up a seat so she didn't move him. She pushed her device and she began to play the piano. The sound of the piano was very different then what it normally would sound like, the music helped her with the music. Then looking at Corey for the first time in a long time she sang.
"It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You be running up that hill
You and me be running up that hill
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, be running up that hill
You and me, be running up that hill
You and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh..."
Running Up That Hill
ooc: don't worry about it 
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Post by Corey Parker on Nov 4, 2012 12:54:19 GMT 10
Corey watched as Eden's fingers skated across the keys. She was, well... good. He smiled slightly at her song, the lyrics were sweet enough. "You're really good." he said seriously.
"I like your song, did you write it yourself?" He asked, he would have mentioned her voice, beautifully haunting, but well hey, he wasn't so great at giving compliments. [/blockquote] |
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Post by eden on Nov 6, 2012 6:45:19 GMT 10
She smiled at him and looked at him nodding "Yes I made it last year, I am always writing things. Give me a tune I could make something up on the spot, mom always told me to be proud of my gifts that I have. And I have made good use of them" She said rather happily looking at him. She liked talking to him it felt good to be able to just hang out. Have a lot of fun, relax and not worry about mistakes hanging on her head. |
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Post by Corey Parker on Nov 10, 2012 15:48:06 GMT 10
"That's a good thing." Corey said, "It's hard to show people that you're proud of something." He said, somewhat bitterly. "I never usually play in front of people" He admitted, tracing some keys with his fingers. "Did you want to hear a song I wrote?" He asked, some what nervously. [/blockquote] |
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Post by eden on Nov 11, 2012 13:30:05 GMT 10
Eden listened to him and nodded but then when he asked if she wanted to hear a song he wrote. She smiled at him "I would be very honored Cory but only when you feel comfortable, you can take your time" She said rather happily and since she was on the bench she had one leg over the other. Enjoying the way he talked and looked at her. Running her fingers against her neck and sighed a little bit. It was nice. |
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Post by Corey Parker on Nov 12, 2012 10:22:10 GMT 10
"Ok." Corey said quietly. oddly nervous. He didn't usually get too nervous when he played, mostly he didn't care if he messed something up, but now.... "Ok, this song's called You Found Me." He said before starting the intro. I found God on the corner of 1st and Amistad
Where the West was all but won
All alone, smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything"
Where were you when everything was falling apart?
All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang
And all I needed was a call that never came
To the corner of 1st and Amistad
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me
But in the end everyone ends up alone
Losing her, the only one who's ever known
Who I am, who I'm not and who I wanna be
No way to know how long she will be next to me
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me!
The early morning, the city breaks
And I've been calling for years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
You never sent me no letters
You got some kind of nerve taking all I want!
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor, where were you? Where were you?
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me!
Why'd you have to wait to find me, to find me? Corey finished, very aware of the silence hanging in the air. "Uhh yeah." he said, unsure of what else to say. |
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Post by eden on Nov 15, 2012 11:21:13 GMT 10
She listened to the song and was taken back by it, and smiled and when he finished she clapped. "That was excellent you should write music, I mean write it and get it published and you have one hell of a voice" She said very happily and looked at him with a rather kind smile on her face gazing into his eyes she sighed a little bit. "I mean really Corey you have a wonderful talent there, don't waste that" |
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Post by Corey Parker on Nov 18, 2012 11:39:31 GMT 10
"Yeah. Thanks." Corey said again, uncomfortable with the praise. Music had never really been one of the things he thought he could make a living from.
"Err ah, you too." He said, at an utter loss at what to say, and too his horror, he felt his cheeks warming as he blushed.
'Ugh, perfect.' He thought to himself miserably.
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Post by eden on Nov 18, 2012 11:55:44 GMT 10
She was glad that he was blushing made him look really cute, though she wouldn't tell him that. Something told her he didn't want anyone to see him blush. Right now things just seemed to be perfect, he was a nice guy she liked him. Crossing one leg over the other she looked at him. "What else do you like to do? you know when your not here doing the student thing, where you can be back home doing what ever it is you do" She said with a chuckle. |
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Post by Corey Parker on Nov 19, 2012 13:07:37 GMT 10
Corey tapped a key on the piano absently, the sound ringing through the room. He noticed her subtle shift in body language and surveyed her through the corner of his eye.
"Nothing" he said quietly. He felt, oh, nervous, why did he feel nervous, well, he had an idea.
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Post by eden on Nov 20, 2012 9:13:22 GMT 10
She had an idea and smiled at him "Corey you should play something, you know make it up see if I can come up with a song from the tune" She had done this when she was in America, was rather fun someone make up a tune and she would make up words right on the spot. |
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