Maestro - Felice

Apollo took a deep breath,

Apollo : I.. I wanted to hurt you (he closed his eyes)
Me : (I looked at him perplexed, Why?)
Apollo : I was just 2 years old when my dad was left out from music business, because of your family. (He looked angry and hurt at the same time, my heart clenched and elevated to my mouth, I felt sick) Your dad took the liberty to stole my dad's composition and introduced it as his, he didn't change a single rhythm or melody, My dad was destroyed, since then my father never wanted to do with anything music related,  nobody cares about him anymore, nobody respects him anymore, he was gone and no one cared.
Me : (I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, I was shocked)
Apollo : And then a couple of years later, my mom secretly paid violin tuition for me, unfortunately my teacher was your mom, I still remember the sting from her whack every time I missed or stung a note. ( He looked as if he was in pain. No! I screamed inwardly) My mom knew about it 3 months later and she told me to quit the tutor. I was so mad with your parents, they destroyed my dad, they destroyed me. I wanted to get even with them, I wanted to destroy them, by hurting you. (He looked at me deep and weak)
Me : (I wanted to cry, by I maintained my composure by taking couple of deep breaths)
Apollo : At first I thought it was going to be easy, but.. I get to know you.. And I felt stupid.. I thought that I could, and I tried so hard.. but I just can't..
Me : (I was still and quite, I wanted to say something, nothing came out of my mouth though)
Apollo : Say something?
Me : I.. I'm.. I'm sorry (My voice was barely audible)
Apollo : (His face softened,  he smiled weakly) Why are you sorry?
Me : For everything my parents ever did to you, I'm so sorry. (My voice cracked, I nearly broke into tears)
Apollo : Hey, (He moved forward and caressed gently my cheeks) You are not your parents, you clarified that when we were at the coffee shop. (He smiled reassuring me and I melted and the unbearable tears fell softly)
Me : But you did hurt me (Suddenly I became so angry)
Apollo : (He crossed his arms and looked down disappointed) I know, I'm sorry.
Me : Was Kim a part of your scheme?
Apollo : No! I don't even like her. Why? You're jealous? (His mood changed into amusement in a second)
Me : (I flushed scarlet) I just think toying with girls' feelings isn't nice.
Apollo : I was not playing with girls' feelings! (He sounded offended)
Me : You played with mine! (There I said it!)
Apollo : I didn't even started yet! I didn't know how to hurt you, I just thought that ignoring you would help me to hurt you. (He said matter of fact)
Me : It worked (I shrug)
Apollo : I didn't mean to, well at first yes I did, but ignoring you was not the plan. It was just my way to clear my head. It was hard for me too you know.
Me : (I stared at him, admiring him, his beauty, his charm, his sincereness, his present, I missed him)
Apollo : So, (He took his iPod from his pocket and put it on the speaker, a slow song started to play and he gave his hand to me) May I?
Me : You're asking me to dance?
Apollo : (He grabbed me closer so my body was against his, I could feel his muscular torso and arms) Oh.. Why not? (He smiled, he swayed me smoothly and spun me and dipped me then pulled me back again.) Feeling better?
Me : Hmm..
Apollo : You're such a lovely dancer
Me : Back at you (He spun me slowly again)
Apollo : So, how's the rehearsals? Are you ready for the performance?
Me : Crap! I'm late for rehearsal! (I'm totally late! Mom would kill me!)
Apollo : Should I take you there?
Me : No, Bruce will take me there (I hastily went to the door)
Apollo : Viola
Me : Yeah?
Apollo : Do you want your calculator or not? (he smiled cheekily)
Me : (I smiled) Keep it, give me a reason to look for you tomorrow
Apollo : (He grinned, his schoolboy smile was so dreamy) See you around, Ms. Hallman
Me : See you, Mr. Harp (I winked at him, surprised him)

Bruce was outside the car when I walked to the car, he was talking to the phone and  I listened tentatively to what he was saying. When he hung up,

Me : Was that mom? (I asked tentatively)
Bruce : Yes, Ms. Hallman. She was asking where were you she couldn't reach your cellphone. (I opened my Tori Burch and checked my phone, 7 missed calls, 3 messages.) I told her you were doing a special science project, urgent one.
Me : Good save Bruce, Thank you.

Bruce nodded, he was a magnificent man, always taking care of me. I scooted in the car and relaxed for the first time after weeks of troubled mind. I felt felice for the first time after gloomy weeks. I smiled and closed my eyes peacefully, I thought of Apollo and our dance. I opened my eyes and gaze through the car window, Apollo's confession about his dad and my mom and dad really bothered me. Is it true? Daddy stole Apollo Dad's composition? And did mom really taught Apollo with violence?

Maestro - Triste

I stopped eating, my appetite vanished, 

Daisy : Vi, what's wrong? rotten burger?

Me : I lost my appetite

Daisy : You haven't eat for a week, Vi! You'll get sick!

Me : I eat alright, I eat everyday, just not as much as usual. I don't feel like eating. (I pointed with my head to Apollo and Kim behind her)

Daisy : That son of a bi..

Me : Daze! (I cutted her before she could curse out loud)

Daisy : Vi, you seriously need to eat. Don't let him make you like this pathetic.

Me : I eat Daze, I do, and I'm not pathetic..

Daisy : Prove it! 

I bit my burger again, though it was tasteless after what I saw. I didn't want to think about it much, I just  need to finish my meal and get away from Daisy. I finished the tasteless veggie burger and hurriedly clean up and went for History class. Could the day got any longer?

**

The Mercedes-benz honked twice, Bruce arrived and was ready to pick me up to rehearsal. I scooted inside the car and lied back, I brought my cello case and the sheets. I thought about Apollo's behavior while resting my head back, I figured out why he didn't want to talk to me, it was because he had a girlfriend. Of course! Silly me, that was why there were no girls that talk much about him, he was taken by Kim Johnson, though I didn't knew the rumor or any gossip for that matter, but then again, it made sense, he didn't like publicity, he didn't want to be "revealed", and he probably asked Kim to kept it low. My heart cracked, it was agonizing painful to fell for someone who actually was in love with someone else, even worse that I fell for someone who played and toyed my heart.

The journey to rehearsal hall was short, I carried the cello bag out of the car and wave shortly to Bruce, he smiled. I went inside the hall and saw mom and her crew preparing some lighting sequence. She saw me coming

Mom : Good! You're here darling, come to the stage and start practicing. 

Me : (I nodded and comply with the order) 

I opened the cello case, and was ready to play. I fetched the sheets and played, note by note. In the middle of the peace, I stunk a note but I didn't stop playing.  Mom was well aware of that and gave me an icy stare and I cringed. It had been a week of full practice, and mom had never once said that I played good enough, she just complained. It was exhausting playing cello for my mom and dad, they did have high expectations, too high, sometimes I thought that their expectations have no limits.

Mom : The way you play sounded like you never practice!

Her words stabbed me hard. Seriously, could this day got any worse? I was here everyday after school till night mom, I'm tired! I pouted and played the music again. 

**

Apollo passed me down the hallway, it was the third time he looked at me and smiled after I saw him with Kim. I looked down down immediately, I didn't want to fall to the same old game he was playing.

The last period was Physics, so I went to my locker to prepare my books.

Daisy : Vi!  (She showed up behind my back when I was taking books from the locker)

Me : Sup, Daze?

Daisy : Can I borrow your calculator? Mine is dead, the battery ran out I guess. I need for calc. 

Me : Sure (I opened my Tory Burch, no calculator inside) wait a moment. I searched my locker, no calculator there too)

Daisy : Maybe you left it somewhere? 

Me : I use calculator for physics only, maybe I left it there again.

Daisy : Oh, too bad. I should borrow Josh's. See you later? 

Me : Yeah. (I needed to find calculator)

The bell rang and I went to physics class. Mrs. Garcia was explaining about the last subchapter about fluid and it was time for pop-quiz. She handed the quiz sheets herself, Apollo was absent then. I didn't noticed Apollo was beside me 15 minutes later when he scoffed a cough and smiled, amused, probably laughing inside because I was calculating the answer without my calculator. It was harder but I didn't care, all I needed to do was finishing my quiz and get the hell away from him, and oh, find my calculator. He walked away and headed to Mrs. Garcia's table, he talked to her and left the class. Good! 

Mrs. Garcia : Times up! Everyone, please submit your papers and you may leave the class.

The class moved forward to her table and submitted the paper. I was the last because I needed more time to calculate the answer.

Mrs. Garcia : You lost your calculator didn't you Ms. Hallman?
Me : I'm sorry (I apologized), I think I left it here somewhere.

Mrs. Garcia : Mmm.. it's not here, perhaps the lab storeroom? Our lab assistant might located it there. (Who the hell is our lab assistant? Apollo?and where is the lab storeroom?)
Me : Oh, Where is that Mrs. Garcia.
Mrs. Garcia : It's behind the janitor room, to the left (She smiled as if she's hiding something)
Me : Oh, thanks Mrs. Garcia
Mrs. Garcia : Good luck Ms. Hallman.

Wait! The room behind janitor room? It was where I met Apollo for the first time. I remembered the day  when Music room was crowded by the band and kids banging on the wall and the only room I could find peace was the old abandoned room beside the janitor room. I exited the class and headed to the lab storeroom. I stood up in front of the door noticing the door was open, I peeked my head inside.

Holy! The room was lighted with scented-candles inside half-filled beaker glasses. It was gorgeous and beautiful, and the room smelled so good, lavender I think. I entered the storeroom, too busy studying the atmosphere.

Apollo : You're early (He startled me from the back, typical Apollo)
Me : (I gasped) I'm sorry, I didn't mean to barged in (My mind automatically thought that he was going on a date with Kim in this room) I was looking for..
Apollo : For your calculator, I know (he cut me, how rude!)
Me : Well? (He knew, so where was it? I knew he kept it.)

Apollo : I'm not going to give it to you, Ms. Hallman, you seriously need to be responsible for your belongings.
Me : (Okay, he drove me mad, I was trying to manage my anger) I will, but please, give it back to me, I need it. (my voice was stern, mad)
Apollo : I will, but you have to do me a favor. (his face was serious, demanding but still relax, all I could think of was how mad I was with him)

Me : What! (I snapped)
Apollo : You have to answer my questions first (he went inside and closed the door then he slid his hands into his trousers pocket cooly)
Me : Apollo, I don't have time for this game, I want to go home! (I had to practice!) Please give me back my calculator and I'll be gone and your date would be smooth. (I practically shouted at him)
Apollo : First of all, I don't appreciate you calling me by my first name in school.  (He looked down shyly, and a hint of smile was visible on his not-Apollo-like expression). Second, there's no date if you are gone.( I was perplexed, what? His second sentence was hard to process)
Me : What?
Apollo : (he raised his head to the right and suppressed his smile, he was amused. He walked to an old wooden drawer and sat on it, arm crossed) Look, you didn't lost your calculator, I took it from your desk the other day when you were doing an experiment with Daisy. I'm sorry.
Me :You stole it.
Apollo : I'm really sorry, I just want you to come find me.
Me : Why?
Apollo : I want to explain something to you.
Me : (I rolled my eyes, here we go again.)
Apollo : This is serious. (He looked defeated, he scan the room thoroughly, his face showed that he was wounded, by what I didn't know)

Apollo, what's wrong? He looked triste, assai triste. All my anger had changed into worry. What is it that made you this sad? I looked at him, walking closer to him as he looked down again, he didn't move. He sat still, arm still crossed. I looked at his wounded gorgeous face, he was thinking, or remembering something. Apollo?