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    Pianist

    I nodded in understanding even though I didn’t quite understand. Music is much more complicated than people make it out to be. When I write music I’m in a different world. When I sing, my voice works on its own, I don’t tell it what to do.

    Is it the same for a pianist? Do their fingers just know what to do?

    “Thank you professor,” I said putting my composition back in my backpack.

    “Good luck Tina,” Professor Robins smiled, “I trust next time you come into my office, your piece will be unbelievable.”

    “I won’t rest until it is,” I vowed shaking his hand and making my way out of his office. Though my heart was aching, my mind was swirling. It said things like, “you can do it Tina!” “You will fail Tina.” “You’re no pianist.” “You should have just become a singer, that’s what your good at.” “No Tina, this composition is outstanding, you need to show the world your talent.”

    I didn’t know which side to believe. I walked into the campus café, trying to get my mind off all the stress.

    “Hey Marina,” I greeted once I reached the bar, “how are you?”

    “Hi Tina,” Marina smiled, “looks like you need some coffee.”

    “Some very strong coffee,” I said rubbing my temples.

    “Ahh the daily life of a musician,” Marina commented pouring the coffee.

    “What would you know, you’re a psychology major,” I laughed.

    “Exactly, that’s why I understand your ordeal,” Marina teased, “no one is more crazy than musicians.”

    “Fuck you,” I laughed taking my coffee.

    “Sorry I have a girlfriend,” Marina smirked.

    I couldn’t help but laugh. She always knew how to make me laugh on my worse days. That’s when I heard it.

    The most beautiful melody I had ever heard.

    I whirled my head around towards the piano on the stage where the melody was coming from and I lost my breath. There she was. The most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her brown thick curls just passed her shoulders. Her brown expressive eyes weren’t focused on music or on her hands, they were scanning the room, then closing, just feeling the music as if it were shooting up into her fingers and into her body.

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    1. I’m normally a silent reader but i just finished reading this chapter and i want more… Love this story and it’s just the first chapter XD ps. if this comment appears two times it’s because im having computer problems

    2. Hey TiBetter24, What an intense and awesome beginning to a story. There was passion and lust galore! I loved it all. The connection between Bette and Tina was immendiate and powerful. It was as if the music possessed the gals until they consummated their relationship. I really can;t wait to read more. I do love the honesty you have captured here. Fabulous. Many thansk from Your Loyal Fan.

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