Chain pulled her leg up with her hand almost touching her head. in the ballet room the old abandoned one with shattered mirrors that were dirty, but beautiful. the school didn't use the old one any more, but chain did all the time for morning and after noon dance. she put her foot back down on the ground then lifted the other leg up onto the pole. she waited a little then put it back down on the ground and stood on her tippy toes moving her hands into their position. Chain began to dance with such elegance and when she was done with that she picked up her bag and stared into the mirror and gave a sigh. She slid her bag back down onto the floor and leaned against the pole and thought of her friends and family, but this was a great opportunity to start her singing and dancing career. Chain smiled and picked her bag back up and walked to the exit, pulling on the handle it wouldn't budge. she tried again it wouldn't open not even a little, Chain yanked on the door again this time the door knob came loose and she began to panic. "Hello! anyone out there? I'm stuck please someone anyone please!" she kept repeating that and slamming on the door hoping someone was in the hallway.

Sofia sat in the courtyard next to the fountain, her violin in her hand. She was perfectly at peace and happy with the sound of the water rushing in rhythm. It was early enough in the morning that there weren't as many people to watch. Only a few early birds passed but they were busy and uncaring of her sitting down next to the fountain. Sofia, with a quick look around, raised the violin to rest in the cradle between her head and neck. She moved her other hand to pick up the stick that kept the finest horse hair's straight to play the strings. She let her other hand press the first string of Chopin's piece, Tristesse in E major. She let her eyes close and a small smile crossed her lips as she tilted her head further getting comfortable. She began to play the soft piece with a musical grace letting her own loneliness and yet her happiness flood into her piece. This allowed her to show how she had hope, and how she craved things. Chopin in her opinion, had wanted violinists to show their opinion's through their music. Also that this very piece was one of tragedy, hope, love, and a loneliness so profound that it brought tears to her eyes. This piece was truly her favorite and she made it a point to play it very morning at the crack of dawn. Lately she hadn't much sleep trying to find another piece to present in her classes. So she hadn't had the time to wake at the crack of dawn. She had figured though, that later in the morning was good enough. She continued to play this piece as a slight wind brushed her hair out of her face. Her smile becoming visible to anyone who watched, showing her happiness. Playing the violin had made her so, in such a way that it was impossible not to end up with some sort of tear in her eye after the song finished. Sofia with a final stroke of the right hand that held the stick, finished the song on a fading sigh of a note. She sighed herself and raised her face to look towards the sky. "How nice it is to see this beauty after this song."

Blaine was sitting on the side opposite of Sofia. He was working on a song. Blaine wanted this song to work. Thought he knew nothing about losing love. So all he had was the first verse and the chorus. He heard the violin start playing. Blaine just sorta laid back and let the music take him away. He didn't mind classical music. It wasn't his most favorite type of music but it worked. Besides he needed to listen to something that wasn't laced with lyrics that weren't about death, loss, pain, and hate. He wanted to just play his guitar though it was in his room and he didn't want to walk all the way there. While the song was coursing though his mind. A wind picked up, Blaine just put his hand in the water without realising it. When he brought his hand that to his forehead when the song was over he jumped at the cold wet touch. Blaine hit the ground with a thud, he groaned in pain. "Way to make an complete ass out of yourself, Blaine."

Sofia jumped startled from the sudden thump and the voice that followed. She turned slowly peering through the water to see the figure there. Indecision made it hard for her to walk up to him but she finally did. She lowered her hand to the boy holding it out in support. "I'm s-sorry. I mean, well I didn't mean.." She trailed off trying to compose herself as a blush stole over her cheeks. "Would you like some help? I'm sorry that I disturbed you." She looked away still holding out her hand to be helpful. Unconsciously a hand came up to try and finger-comb her hair into her face to hide it. Realizing at once that she was doing so she nonchalantly put her hand back down to her side, then bit her lip to try and control her impulsive actions. As a way to lighten the situation she began to ramble about something quietly to the stranger hoping that he wouldn't mind much. "I mean usually I come to play my violin and I hadn't expected anyone to be here. That in thought I didn't mean that I think the courtyard belongs to me. Of course it wouldn't, I just thought that everyone would be asleep or in their rooms at this hour. Oh, are you okay though? I heard a loud thump and thought that you might be hurt. I'm sorry. I think I'm making assumptions again." She smiled getting irritated at herself and her nervous nature. Her French accent flared as she had been talking.

Nara walked in the halls humming going to the recording room. She heard yelling then series of kicks and hits she walked to where the sound was coming from and sighed, the old ballet room. She knocked on the door, “Hello…” “Well go kick the door open, whoever you are it’s an old room anyways,” she said walking back to where she was heading. She slowly started to skip, while singing in a low voice a ballad she composed. The door to the recording room showed, she opened the door showing the technical club. She looked around seeing the place had gotten more high-tech and smiled. “Good day, may I record a demo cd, right now?” The guy in charge nodded as she went inside the other room, putting on the headphone waiting for a signal. Soon she started to sing the song she was singing a while ago.

Chain sighed when she herd the person leave, she had been basically doing that the whole time this metal door wasn't the best to just kick down. she looked around the room and noticed a window high up, Chain peered around the room and picked up the chair that sat in the corner and placed it under the window. she got up on top of the chair holding her bag beside her she opened the window with the tip of her figures. she climbed up through the window and fell into a bush on top of her bag she stared up at the sky the window opening and shutting. she herd strange voices, but stayed there in the bush, nature was her friend. Chain pulled her harp out of her bag, she didn't really play it to much, but she enjoyed the noise. it was her mothers before she died, lovely, and beautiful, smooth and shiny like always. Chain brushed her hand over the strings making a silent joyful noise, she let a smile fly across her face.

Delphi walked threw the hallways not trying to go anywhere just trying to find a good spot to start her sketch. She went outside into the brightness, she covered her eyes at the sudden brightness. When her eyes finally adjusted to the light she saw a very old oak tree that seemed to have a story of it's own. She cautiously strode toward the old tree that almost seemed weary of her. Delphi pulled out her sketchbook from her black and white backpack and flipped to a that didn't have anything on it. She began to try and capture the emotion of the oak tree.

Blaine took her hand and got up. He dusted himself off. As he looked up Blaine noticed her face, "I'll be fine. Trust me i've been through worse." He said as was rolling his shoulders back and forth. Blaine was making sure that he didn't bruises or anything. "It wasn't your song that made me jump it was my cold touch that had a little water on it. I actually like the song you were playing." Blaine said. He wasn't lying. Blaine was never a good liar. Never really had that much practice. Blaine picked up his notebook before the girl had time to wonder what it was. Not that he cared or anything. He heard a rustle in the bushes. "Did you hear that?" Blaine asked as he headed over to the bushes where he heard the noise.

Sofia watched the boy feeling slightly pleased at his compliment to her violin. She shook her head fiercely as a blush began to rise in her cheeks again but she easily dismissed the frantic embarrassing thoughts and followed behind him. "What is it?" She peered around him hoping not to find anything scary. As she watched her thoughts began to drift, wondering about this new person. He was frank, kind, and a bit shy perhaps? Although who was she to say who was shy and who wasn't to be. Glancing up at his face again trying to puzzle him out a bit for why he was out in the morning so early, why he was so kind to her, and why he told her the truth completely. Most people would have told her to play elsewhere seeing as they didn't want to hear it and they just wanted silence in the beauty-filled morning. She sighed and focused her attention on the bushes once more. Peering hard enough she could make out the faintest outline of a girl that looked to be with an instrument. Another instrument player! How wonderful it is to find others who enjoy what I like no?

Chain looked up noticing two students she got up and out of the bushes covered in dirt and leaves. She grasped her Harp tightly "I'm sorry if I disturbed you, I got locked into the dance studio and had to get out threw the tiny window above." she pointed upward then smiled and focused her attention on the girl with the violin "beautiful I haven't seen a violin with such beauty!" she said gasping at the violin "Not even mine is that stunning and doesn't have a sound that can compare to yours." she snapped back to reality quickly "I'm sorry My name is Chain Yu, whats yours?" she asked the two of them. "I know a lot of instruments and I dance so I carry my harp in my bag all the time." she said holding up her silver harp "I have a bigger one in my room." Chain stared down at the harp then looked back up and smiled.

"Wait you got locked in the old dance studio? I thought that was off limits to us students for the off chance that we could get hurt in there." Blaine said he'd been in there a couple of times to practice his guitaring and singing. He didn't know how to make out of the girl that fell from the window. "Names Blaine. I don't really listen to Classical music that much. Sorry i'm not swooning aobut your harp. It is a nice harp but i just prefer my Guitar, 'Leslie.' Yes i named my guitar." Blane knew that he didn't look like the classical music person, he looked like the heavy metal type of person. 'Being open and honest with people will often lead you with either burned bridges or friends' that was his grandmas' saying.

Chain only smiled at Blaine "I don't expect you to swoon over this old thing... yeah the dance studio is off limits, but I still go there I have been going in there for three years now and not once have I gotten in trouble, or locked in till now. I saw this coming, but the window is a nice exit. I'm just strange like that." she held her harp in her left arm and picked her bag up with the other. "Oh I don't really mind that you named your guitar this one was a person years ago, call me a freak, but its the truth and her name was Lily Rose my great, great, great, great grandmother. things didn't go so well after she had my other great years ago grandmother." Chain smiled to her it was the truth that's why she has to keep it in such great condition. "If you think I'm a liar ask my little harp yourself she cant 100% speak clearly to people that way I strum a tune... Crazy right? that's what your thinking right now, yes a little abnormal, but not crazy I admit that I am strange on many cases, but its okay with me for people to think I'm weird, but that's me and I don't plan on changing." Chain knew that every person she talked to thought she was weird on so many levels.