Snippet #1955148

Shiori walked into the Host Club room, not really looking for anyone or anything in particular. Actually, quite the contrary. She wanted somewhere to study and practice her violin, and since the Host Club room WAS the unused music room, she thought it very appropriate to use the room to her advantage.

She placed her school bag on a nearby table and grabbed her violin from where she concealed it in the room. You see, no one knows that she plays the violin. That's her secret passion and she would like to keep it that way.

'I should really do my homework first,' she thought. But she dismissed the thought as she pulled out her sleek violin and her long bow. She placed the violin gently on the table and twisted the knob at the bottom of the bow that tightened the delicate horse hairs so they were taught enough to play the strings of the violin.

After, she grabbed her violin in her left hand and began to play a sweet, mellow tune that was very soft, careful not to play too loudly, in case she was overheard. She didn't want the others finding out that she could play.

Soon, she started playing faster, playing chords from her favorite play, Sweeney Todd. She played the first few bars of "Worst Pies in London" and then stopped. She didn't think that was an appropriate song to play at a rich-people high school, though she was rich herself. She started to play a pop song, singing softly to herself.

I threw a wish in the well.
Don't ask me, I'll never tell.
I looked to you as it fell,
and now you're in my way.

She started picking up the pace of her playing and continued.

I trade my soul for a wish.
Pennies and dimes for a kiss.
I wasn't looking for this,
but now you're in my way.

She continued to sing the song to herself, not really caring about anything else that was happening.