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Lizzie switched from foot to foot, looking up at the school. She gulped, glancing over her shoulder. She lightly waved to the friends that brought her here, then trudged into the school. She was described as 'talented' in the letter. It was a dream! She tried to find the cafeteria, finding herself walking behind a boy all along the way. She looked around, not really looking where she was going.
She tripped and fell, knocking the boy over as well. "Eek!" she squeaked. The way her knees slammed into the ground made it undeniably clear that it wasn't a dream.

"Ow! Hey, watch where your goi......"

As soon as Con turns around his body just stops. Before he knows it hes staring at the girl on the floor. He knows he should get up and help her, but hes afraid he might blink. He was stunned by the silky smooth pink hair and cute sad face that she was making. Con's heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

She finally looks at at him with her teary eyes. Her face makes Con's heart beats even faster, but he stop staring and quickly returns to reality with his upbeat and cheerful face. He quickly reaches for her to help her up.

"Are you okay?", smiling at the pink haired girl.

When she latched onto his shoulder they looked at each only to find that there is only a centimeter of space between there faces. There was a pause. They glared at each other. Con wasn't sure if this is love or was it a just an awkward moment and he is confused. But there was one thing he was sure of. He wanted time to stop right than and there and stay like that as long as possible. Both of them eventually turned extremely red and jumped back turning their backs to each other. Embarrassed and shy Con turns around to her.

"Haha you know you are either very clumsy or your very nervous about being here." smiling again.

Before the pink haired girl could say anything there was a huge roaring sound. Con looks at his stomach.

"You wouldn't happen to know where the cafeteria is do you?"

"Really?! than lets go find it!", Con says energeticly.
"Oh yeah. My name Con. Con Lukes. May I ask for your name?"

Before she could answer she was interrupted by a third party.

"There you are!"

An old-man appeared around the corner. His skin was very tan and he had nothing but white hair including his mustache. A couple of wrinkles on the face and a very excellent smile. He also wore an expensive looking suit. He approached the pink haired girl and Con.

"You must be Con Lukes. I heard a lot about you from your parents. Very nice people I must say. They also told me how you aren't very interested in the music world except for your trumpet."

"Who exactly are you?", Con quickly asked.

"My name is..." he is quickly interrupted by the pink haired, "Frank Venelli."

Con looks over to the pink haired girl, but she looks like she has just seen a celebrity.

"Probably the greatest trumpet player alive", pink haired girl added.

"hahaha", the old-man chuckles. "Nah I am not that great. Some critics take it overboard by calling me the greatest."

"Thats great, but I am kind of hungry" Con replies and tries to walk around the old-man.

"Oh no you don't!" The old-man grabs Con by the ear and starts dragging him.

"ow ow ow hey let me go you old geezer!"

"Old-geezer?! show some respect for your elders. You can eat later, we have a little catching up to do. I am sorry Miss. You can have him after I am done with him."

"But I am sooo hungry~."

Hey looks up to the pink haired girl and noticed he still doesn't know her name. Before he's taken away he quickly yells,

"Heeeeey! I still didn't get your name!"

As their eyes met, Jarvis thought of the duet together with the young lady, making beautiful music together with her. He gently smiled but was interrupted by her soft sweet voice. "Ah! Sorry," he apologizes. "I was just looking for my room, and heard the most ex... umm... most beautiful sound on the piano," he said, trying not to use the high class words he was use too. "You see, I'm new here and I don't really know my way around, too very well."

As she stood there at the door, his eyes was glue to the glitter she emitted and her pleasant aura. Her long black dress, suited her appearance and well sort eyes, stern and determined. She must have been really into the music she was playing. "Ah! Where are my manners?" he couldn't help saying, "I am Jarvis Fenrir. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Con went to his room to get his grandfather's trumpet and met with Frank in room 200. When Con entered Frank was waiting for him in a chair with a small box next to him.

"aaah~ your finally here. Heres your new trumpet." pointing at the box.

Con expression suddenly changed. His face became very serious.

"No." replierd Con.

"What?" Frank asked.

"I don't want a new Trumpet. I only want to play my grandfather's trumpet."

"Ok." Frank smiling at him.

"I'd rather not be here if you. . . wait, what? did you say ok?"

"Hey, it doesn't bother me what you do as long as you play the trumpet. Now lets talk about music."

Con wasn't very interested in listening. His mind was off elsewhere. He was thinking about Elizebeth. The more he thought about her cute litte face and long silkey pink hair the more he smiled. He thought it was too early for it to be love, but day dreaming about her made his stomach tingle.

Elizabeth was off showing Jon her instrument. The man was whistling, impressed.
"Very good." he smiled. "But I suggest you hold your bow like this." he adjusted her grip, "You may go."
She nodded, putting her violin up. She walked out, looking around.