Post by ALEXANDER EDGAR BRYANT on May 10, 2014 22:57:50 GMT -5
[ VICTORIA GRACE WATSON ] [ 625]
YOUR VOICE
IS THIS THE SOUND OF THE RAIN?
IS THIS THE SOUND OF THE RAIN?
Soon the year would be over. Alexander was more than thankful for that. After this semester ended, he would have one more year to go before graduation. He would finally have his PhD in Music Composition. He couldn't wait to have the time to really be able to think about music. Alexander hoped that he'd be able to write a complete symphony. Something brilliant, not cookie cutter. His other works were decent enough. They got him through graduate school, but he knew they weren't innovative enough to be regarded as classic pieces of music. He wanted to go into the books next to names like Mahler, Wagner, and even Phillip Glass. One more year to go. One more year and then he'd be able to create something genius.
Today he had trombone lessons in the morning and a lecture on theory in the afternoon. It was a rather uneventful day. To be completely honest, Alexander was beginning to get tired of school. He could probably get high scores on almost all of the Music Theory tests without even showing up to class. As a Juilliard graduate, he had to attend much harder music classes than the ones he was taking at Wentworth. Alex knew he could have continued on at Juilliard, but he was sick of New York City. Wentworth was a wonderful change of scenery. He also enjoyed the company at Wentworth much more than Juilliard. Alex wasn't a social butterfly by any means at all, but there was something about the student body at Juilliard that really turned him off. He had made some wonderful friends here. And he met his inspiration. A girl so broken she was beautiful, and he hoped that he would be able to hold onto her for as long as he could.
Alex was going to see her today once his lecture finished. She had been through so much over the past few weeks. Her "father" died, although Alex knew he was never much of that to her, her mother dropped off the face of the world, and there were countless other problems going on in her life. It broke his heart that someone so wonderful could have to endure so much pain. She didn't deserve this, and he was planning on cheering her up. When the professor finished up his lecture, he rushed out of the auditorium. He had ordered a pizza which he was bringing to Victoria's dorm and a dozen chocolate chip cookies from the local cookie shop. The two of them were going to have a classic college cheer up day.
He waited in line patiently at the pizza shop, but inside he was super eager to get the pizza and go. When they called his number, he practically sprinted up to get his order. On his way back to campus, he stopped at the flower shop and picked up a dozen red roses for Vic. He whistled as he walked across the quad to get to the Junior dorms. People probably thought he looked like a lovesick teenager. Carefully, the young man walked up the steps of her dorm. When he got to her door he applied three heavy knocks. He straightened up when he heard footsteps, and smiled as soon as the door opened. "I brought pizza," he said. "And cookies. Oh and these are for you," he said, holding out the roses. He was juggling the pizza and cookies in one hand and hoped he wouldn't drop them. "Di said she'll drop by a little later. She has microeconomics. We're both going to be here for you," he said. "May I come in?"
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