Nuri snickered, "Fine..." She spoke, she sat down. She hasn't played the piano for awhile. She looked at the keys, then smiled. She started to play the notes of the song she and her dad wrote together. Her fingers slide across the keys in A dramtic way, she started humming the lyrics quietly.
(Ignore my friends singing. They recorded it when i was absent Wednesday...This song is still in progress. Well the intro to it anyway)
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Kira walked down the school halls, she had no smile on her face. She had no purpose to be happy. After all, both her parents died. Kira walked into the office, "Um, excuse me I came to get my schedule..." she says. The office held out A schedule. She took it then nods until it reached music. Twice in A row. Her abusive step dad knew she hated music... She couldn't bare to see guitar, piano's, and instrument in the matter because her actual dad was A musician. She walked out of the office, book bag hanging of her left shoulder and her phone and schedule in her left hand. As soon as she opened the door she collided with someone. She fell backwards, "Ow" She muttered. She looked up frowning. "Sorry" She said.
(Summary-
Kira is in 10th grade 16 years old, her father died when she was 14 from A heart attack, her mother suicide. She was put in foster care and adopted by A lady with A abusive husband she left her. The abusive dad/guy put her into school. She refuses to play or sing music. She only listens to it on her phone. What happens when A boy goes to that school and is interested in music, and writes music as well. Will he find out Kira plays and sings alone?)
Btw- my character speaks many, many languages
Kira took his hand and pulled herself up. "Um...Uh thanks? Sorry again..." She said. She picked her phone up of the ground. Her ringtone suddenly blared out of her phone. 'I don't write sins I write tragedies' She quickly muted it. "Oops." She muttered. She put her phone in her back pocket, then grabbed her bookbag of the ground. She wore A light pale salmon pink sweater to cover bruises on her arm and her regular dark blue Skinny jeans. "I-I gotta go find my first hour before I'm late." She said dryly, before she glanced down at the schedule of hers. "See yeh round...I guess?" She says. She was kinda anti social.
Kira chuckled lightly at him, "I-I'm new here, Just started today. I don't know how I can help yo-" She stopped once she saw his schedule. "You have the same class as me! If your late I am late as well" She states blinking. She showed him her schedule. She had electives repeated since she was Smart. She only had two main core classes. Math and Social studies.
Her schedule read,
'1st hour--Room 124-- Algebra
2nd hour--Gymnasium-- P.E
3rd hour-- Auditoruim-- Theatre
4th hour--Lunch
5th hour-- Room 214--Social studied
6th hour-- Music room--Music
7th hour-- Music room- Music
8th hour-- Free period.'
She hated music ever since her dad died he had his 3 albums released and they were all AWESOME. She looked at his again, "In fact we have almost all classes together... And names Kira, Kira Baxter"
"How can you be happy? Its only what...Tuesday?" She questioned. They were going to be late. The bell rung 10 minutes ago.She followed him, ''Oh look! Its room 124. How exciting!" She says sarcastically. She walked up to the door entering the classroom, the teacher froze. "Who are you?"
"Kira."
"Ahh, Your the new student. And Mr. Jiro. Why are you late?" The teacher asked.
"He was showing me around... Mr...Uhmm Teacher?" She said.
The teacher rolled his eyes,
''Take A seat...Both of you." He says. Kira shruggs, walking to the back of the classroom, she then muttered under her breath ''Questa sarà una lunga giornata'' (This is going to be A long day) In Italian. She sat down in A seat.
Kira hands him the math book and wrote back, 'Yup, It saves me from doing work; She passed him the note back. Making sure the teacher does not see. She opened her book bag and pulled out her phone.
Kira saw the sheet music but shrugs it off, she would ask later. then reads the note. She put in his number and texts him. You now have my number, because this very text. she typed it within seconds. She closed her bookbag so no one could steal anything.
Kira read the texts, she frowned, I don't play or sing anymore. But name A instrument I will play it she sent the text. Her eyes water when she thought of her actual dad and not her abusive step dad. The bell rang signaling class was over, she stood up looking at DJ.
Kira walked up to him, walking beside him. "I can play ukulele... And uhm... I-I don't know if you'd understand the situation I'm going through." She said. She blinked, continuing to walk beside him to gym.
Kira watched as he left, she did not want to change. She saw the sheet music fall to the ground, she hesitates but picks it up. She looked at it and smiled lightly. She put it in her book bag then headed to the girls locker room. She changed into her boxing shorts and her tank-top, she wished she did not have bruises on her arms. But she did. She pulled on A jacket and walked out of the locker room. She set her stuff down, and pulled out DJ's music. Not reading it anymore she waited.
She frowns, "Uh.. Not really? By the way you uhm? Dropped this sheet music." She says then hands him the music. "I uh, kinda read it out of curiosity, its A great song you wrote" she spoke. She felt awkward, she hasn't read sheet music in A while do to the past. She looked at DJ and offered A fake smile like always.
She nods, "Wait, back up. No one has ever said your music's good?" She asked, she looked at him surprised. "Class is starting..." She says as the teacher walked in. "If we are lucky we might get out of running or anything" Kira joked.
Kira rolled her eyes, "I'm outta your league DJ" she joked back. The teacher was talking about how they were doing tests tomorrow instead of today. Kira looked at DJ, "We got lucky." She whispered.
"I don't know bout you, but she giving us 10 minutes of time before bell rings, I'm changing into normal clothes." Kira said, she walked to the girls locker room and changed back into her white sweater and dark blue skinny jeans.
She walked back out, sitting beside DJ, "Boom." She says. She pulled her phone out her book bag, her slight happiness fell from her face. She put her phone away quickly, shaking her head to forget what was probably going to happen after school at home.
Kira nods, "Sure... Uh, after school!" She said. She was then grateful, she did not have to go home. "see you at lunch DJ" she says before walking out of gym. She looks for the auditorium, finally finding it.
Kira texted back instantly, Its not really class, Its lunch. She then out her phone up. She sat at A empty table , lifting her sweaters sleeves looking at her cuts and bruises. She pulled her sleeve back down. She knew everyone asked why 'Davis Baxter' hadn't released knew albums. They were clueless. Kira pulled out her fathers song book, starring at the cover. All the songs in the book were half done.
"Its just A phone, my names Nira." She said, offering one of her fake smiles. She looked at her schedule, "I got to go find Math class. See you round?" She says in A questioning manor. She turned around carefully. A door flew open but she kept walking like she didn't know anything was going on.
"Hm? Oh... I got Pizza. The only edible thing up there..." She states. She reliezed her fathers song book was on the table so she quickly put it in her bookbag. She pulled out her phone, frowning, "Of course he'd have another sl.t over" she whispered quietly so no one would hear. She looked back up, "So... What took you so long to get into this very lunch room?" She offered her fake smile.
Nira simply nods, she continued to walk, she reached math class and entered into the room. "New student?"
"Yes." Nira muttered.
"Take A seat"
Nira walked to the back of the classroom, A window flew open as she sat. She did nothing else, she starred ahead at the teacher. Writing down notes she missed.
Nira sat through half the class, before she stood up and left. She had anxiety, she reached A empty hall No one used, she sat down, trying to steady her worried emotions. Lockers flew open but everything stopped. It went quiet, all lockers in that hallway open. Nira stood up slowly. "No." Nira whispered under her breath.
