Thursday, October 29, 2009


We all walked over to the small, dark red room that was dominated by the baby grand piano. It was a scene all too familiar in my head, but this time it was different. It was the last time this would happen, for now. We put Chelsi's camera at the end of the piano and took a few pictures, a few final memories to capture. Allie sat down at the piano bench and began playing. At once, I got a rush of memories from music appreciation class last year, how Geena and I would just sit there all class period, listening to her play, not saying a word. I saw how her fingers danced along the keys, it amazed me as much as the first time I heard her play. Her eyes were closed and her head was slightly tilted. Before long, the emotions hit me and my eyes flooded with tears. The room was silent, save for the music and Austin and Chelsi talking. It was perfect. I remembered the short period we've known each other, a little over a year. I glanced at Trevor. He was sitting at the end of the piano bench, his eyes transfixed on nothing in particular. No doubt, he was using his other senses much more at the moment. I saw him wipe a tear from his eye, and didn't feel so bad for crying. Ally was crying as well, and James sat on the other end of the piano bench, his head in his arms.