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*Sitting down, playing flute, is depressed.*

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*Jane heard him moving closer, but she didn't stop playing, or turning around. Jane was playing a very intense, and sad piece.*

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*Jane closed her eyes and continued the piece, missing her guitar, her home, her life. She was just out of gas, so to speak. The keys picked up, but they were angry, and fragile.*

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*Jane finished the piece, ending on something that sounded brutal, and wild, then a long, slow note, where it ended on something bitter, and intensely sad. Once she was finished, she took a big, deep breath, putting the flute down. She rolled it under her fingers, then pushed it away from her.*

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*Jane turned her head then, offering a small smile.*

Thank you. Piece I wrote.

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Yep. Had to write it for my high school music class, I went to one of those high end schools, thought music might be my deal. I was also a cheerleader for a couple of seasons. Thank you.

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Yeah, I wrote it in my senior year. I wanted to do something with music, but it was a passing fancy I think.

*Jane shakes her head, answering softly.* I'm sure you have.

[sheisjustlkeme.livejournal.com]

*Jane heard him moving closer, but she didn't stop playing, or turning around. Jane was playing a very intense, and sad piece.*

[sheisjustlkeme.livejournal.com]

*Jane closed her eyes and continued the piece, missing her guitar, her home, her life. She was just out of gas, so to speak. The keys picked up, but they were angry, and fragile.*

[sheisjustlkeme.livejournal.com]

*Jane finished the piece, ending on something that sounded brutal, and wild, then a long, slow note, where it ended on something bitter, and intensely sad. Once she was finished, she took a big, deep breath, putting the flute down. She rolled it under her fingers, then pushed it away from her.*

[sheisjustlkeme.livejournal.com]

*Jane turned her head then, offering a small smile.*

Thank you. Piece I wrote.

[sheisjustlkeme.livejournal.com]

Yep. Had to write it for my high school music class, I went to one of those high end schools, thought music might be my deal. I was also a cheerleader for a couple of seasons. Thank you.

[sheisjustlkeme.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I wrote it in my senior year. I wanted to do something with music, but it was a passing fancy I think.

*Jane shakes her head, answering softly.* I'm sure you have.