Thoughtful

[Addison Micklesen]

Addieson was currently sitting in one of the music rooms, slowly running her fingers along the chords of her guitar, absent mindedly playing her childhood's favorite song. She'd learned guitar a while ago now, along with the piano, being attracted to practically any form of art, though of course her talent a drawing, painting and these sort of things was much better any other - seeing the talent that Music students had here, compared to her which was more of a hobby, she wouldn't have tried entering GPA in music. Still, playing guitar and singing along was something she simply loved doing, mainly to pass the time, but most people said she was good at it, and though she wasn't too sure herself about her voice, most people loved her singing too. She'd done a few talent shows back in middle school, playing and singing since drawings and painting weren't elligible to enter those kind of contests, which she considered stupid, and even though her musical abilities were much better now than they'd been then, she'd gotten some recognition in almost every talent show she'd signed up for. Now she just played for the fun of it, always waiting for her mother to send her guitar to the school since she had too much stuff to bring it along with her on the first day.

Once she was done playing the first song, she switched to another of her favorites, one she hadn't known quite as long as the first, but one shealways ended up playing whenever she got her hands on a guitar - well, that was before she'd bought her own, just over the summer, because then she played everyday and it was better to vary the songs a little. Smiling lightly at the thought, she inhaled sharply, closing her eyes for no more than a second and starting to play, singing along when it was time.

"I can't believe the news today,
Oh I can't close my eyes and make it go away,
How long, how long must we sing this song,
How long, how long...

Tonight, we can be as one,
Tonight..."

As she kept singing, her thoughts drifted away to a place where she usually tried to keep them from going. A more personal place with thoughts that never amounted to any good - thoughts of her childhood and her parents' divorce, the fact that she hadn't sopken to her father in so long, her ex relationships, her old habits... She knew who she was, and to some extent, she loved who she was, she didn't really havea problem with it and, honestly, she was just happy to even be alive, having cheated death more than once. But there were times when she did wonder how things would be if she were different, and if they'd possibly be better.

Of course, Connor was now included in these kind of thoughts. She figured that, being who he was, she would have some problems getting to him in a way that wasn't physical - she had a certain talent over gaining control of teenage boys' sexual urges - mainly because of his friends, and what other people would think. If they kept it physical, which she figured would actually be a rather good start at the very least, he could always say he just wanted a fuck buddy or something of the sort, which would probably be better to hear for some people than thinking there was actually something between the two of them, but even then she wasn't sure if he wouldn't rather keep it secret. She was the freak, after all. And she liked being the freak. Except when things like these happened.

[Elle McQueen]

Sometimes, when there was nothing to do or you were just immensely bored, it was fun to take an aimless wander around the Academy. It was such an interesting place - there was so much diversity that you'd always find something to do, it could be talking to someone knew, watching someone practicing in the theatre or in the dance classrooms... Wandering aimlessly was usually something that Elle reserved for when she was so bored that she feared for her life. But, after being away for two months over the summer in which she'd really missed the school she began to think - in less than a year from now she'd soon leave the school for ever and start off life out there in the real world! It wasn't a prospect she was much looking forward to. Maybe that was because she was so reluctant to leave the school that she'd learnt to love so much. That was why she was taking a walk around the school. There was so much of the school that she hadn't fully explored yet. She was determined to have explored it all by the end of the year.

Why she started off with the music rooms she had no idea. Maybe it was because she'd spent almost no time in them over the three years that she'd been here. As she was walking along the corridor she noticed that most of the rooms were empty...it was a little disconcerting. She peered into one of them and saw an old grand piano alone in the centre of the room. She had an urge to go inside, to touch it. Opening the door she stepped inside and ran her fingers over the lid of the piano - it was so beautiful. Lifting the lid she let them linger over the keys. If only she could play something, anything. But she'd never learnt to play the piano and didn't much fancy bashing keys aimlessly. Frustrated she got up, shut the lid and walked away. A little further down the corridor she could hear someone playing the guitar and singing...they were pretty good but it didn't sound like the expert playing or singing she was used to from music and vocal students at the Academy. She walked over and stood in the open doorway, recognising Addison. Leaning against the doorframe she said "Addie? I didn't realise that you were good at music as well as art...You have a really nice voice."

[Addison Micklesen]

Addie didn't notice Elle at first when she came to the room and opened the door, completely lost in her own little world like she always was when she got into deep thinking. It wasn't necessarily the same kind of lack of attention to the world she got when she was drawing, it was more of a... bubble thing. There was a bit of a difference between the two. For one thing, whenever she was drawing or painting and got awoken from her state of mind by someone, she got a bit annoyed, because most of the time she then didn't know how to keep going with what she was doing. That was mainly because she didn't know what she was doing, well unless it was an assignment of course, and even then, she never knew what the final result would be, never. Her brain turned off when she started doing some art work and her inspiration simply took over, her body going along with it and allowing her to do what she had to do. Whenever people told her they hadn't expected her to do something like that after seeing her work, she always answered 'neither did I', which usually lead them to thinking she was a bit weird, but it was true. If someone had asked her what she would end up doing after she got hold of a paint brush or a pencil, she would have been unabled to answer, and so whenever someone interupted her when drawing, she looked at the work and didn't know what was in progress, and so didn't know how to start again.

Right now though, it was more of a thoughtful state that needed to be interupted anyway - she didn't like thinking about those things, about bad things. So when she heard Elle speaking up, she stopped playing instantly and looked up at her, grinning lightly when she noticed her standing in the doorway. She didn't know Elle all that well, they'd talked a few times before and they shared a class on Friday afternoons so that gave them the occasion to get acquainted a bit better. "Thanks," she told her when Elle said she had a nice voice, putting her guitar back in its case and getting back to her feet. "Yeah, I play a bit, mainly for fun. I learned when I was a kid, always loved anything artistic so music was involved," she said with a light grin. "I play the piano a bit too, but not quite as much as the guitar," she shrugged lightly. Her piano lessons had stopped earlier than most of the other classes she'd taken but she'd still kept on playing whenever she could. Of course she didn't really play any songs that were extremely hard or anything, but she still managed quite a few things. "Do you play anything?" she asked curiously, wondering if that was the reason why she was actually here right now. After all, some students sometimes explored just for the fun of it, but others also came by because they did play, like she just had. The accoustics was really great.