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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2016 7:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 12:20 am
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He had been quiet the entire trek to the music room, barely listening to them converse, though he found it odd that they seemed to know little about each other even though they claimed they were in a relationship. Didn't you date someone so you could figure out what you have in common before you are in the actual Boyfriend-Girlfriend/Boyfriend-Boyfriend/Girlfriend-Girlfriend kind of title? Sure, you won't know everything right away, but just with the way they spoke, it didn't seem like they even knew as much as a normal couple would. Unless they were just starting out, then that made sense.
Sighing softly, he shook his head and let the other two step inside first, his hand gripping the handle of his violin case as the man seeming to be an unhappy teacher, started barking orders at them. He was used to it though. He had been to this school for over a year and a half, so he pretty much got things down and knew the behaviors of each teacher he at least met once. Clearing his throat softly, he goes off to find a random seat with his violin after not being given one already by the teacher. He would be lucky if the man didn't also mistake him for a teacher like the other two did. He did kind of did have an appearance of a man in his twenties. He was close to twenty, but not quite there. 'Am I allowed to practice my violin? I hope so...'
Location: Music Room > Princeton Academy > School Wearing: Navy blue long-sleeved shirt, black pants, black shoes and a black necklace with a silver music note charm. Thoughts: Do I look old? Out Of Cues: Sorry for the delay. Can't use computer since we already disconnected the wifi to move it to the new place.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 12:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2016 2:38 pm
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snowy15708 The Teacher: Andrew Xavier The Insane Mr. Xavier immediately threw a piece of chalk at the boy in the hoodie. "You look whiter than Beethoven in that makeup. Go fix your face before you come back." He then threw an eraser at the boy named Jeffrey again, watching the clouds of calcium carbonate billow into the stagnant air. Suddenly, a man in a suit walked in, carrying a violin. He did not look like a high school boy. Mr. Xavier straightened up "Welcome, welcome. We would be honored to have you play your violin-" Halfway through his speaking, a boy with electrical tape on his nose insolently muttered something about breathing. "Have some manners, boy! Speak properly and show some respect. When I say it's electrical tape, it is electrical tape! Now turn around, this man in a suit is here to play the violin. I'm not here to listen to you noobs all day, now." Mr. Xavier kicked his rolling chair back into place and quickly led the man in a suit into the room. "So sorry about the state of the room, sir. Please, allow me to take your case. Would you like me to hang your coat here? Yes, thank you for coming, we welcome all real musicians here. I'm afraid I may not be the best teacher for you, but I assure that I give excellent critique. I know how to appreciate talent when I see it."
Jeffrey caught both the eraser and chalk and glared at the teacher "it's not paint sir I was burned to the point skin looks like this "he said glaring at him
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 2:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2017 5:19 pm
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Blinking as he was greeted much different than everyone else, Akihiro followed the teacher and soon gave a soft smile as he removed his coat. His personality was quite different now than from earlier, but that was okay to Aki. Folding his coat over his arm neatly, he gave the teacher a warm smile in return to his generosity. "You're really too kind sir. And I am sure that you are a very suitable teacher. There must be something new you can teach me. One cannot know everything and I am more than willing to learn."
Setting his coat to the side on the desk next to him, he takes his case to set it down as well and open it. Inside was a well taken are of, navy blue violin with a treble clef engraved into the neck underneath the strings."I just turned her today, she should play well today. Would you like to hear her tune? Ah, but first, forgive my poor manners. I am Akihiro Daichi, a senior whose attended here for all four of my years. I do not believe I caught your name sir."
Location: Music Room > Princeton Academy > School Wearing: Navy blue long-sleeved shirt, black pants, black shoes and a black necklace with a silver music note charm. Thoughts: Do I look old? Out Of Cues:
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