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*This RP is back dated to September*


Lance sighed as he quietly. He still wasn't use to this new school. He briefly wondered how his sister was fairing without him but shook his head to clear his head from his overprotective brother thoughts.

He peaked around the corner before walking down the hall. ...On top of that, he was kinda lost. Go figure. Though he'd take being lost to the throngs of students any day... Thaaaat didn't stop him from looking in almost every class door he passed. ...Well ones that were open anyway. And my god he almost squealed when he found a music room. More importantly. An empty music room.

With a piano.

Ducking into the room Lance bee lined for the instrument, unceremoniously dropping his school bag on the nearest seat. He couldn't stop himself from poking at the ivories. Instantaneously relaxing at the sound. He poked and prodded, playing harmless things. Chopsticks. Twinkle twinkle little star. Easy things. Things a child could play. But soon enough they started progressing into more intricate pieces. And soon enough Lance was in his own little world.

The moment his brain registered the foreign voice Lance jumped so bad that he nearly fell off the piano bench. When had someone come in? He could have sworn he was alone a few moments ago!

Lance blinked at the boy in a stupor. ...He'd kick himself for this later.

Lance shifted away from him on the bench eeeeever so slightly. He blinked a bit stupidly at the offered hand. "...Uh..." Lance slowly reached up and instead of shaking the hand, pushed some of that blonde hair over his shoulder. Darn stuff was always in his way. One day he'd cut it.

....

Tie it back worked better.

" ....Hi." Was all he managed to squeak out.

Crap. Lance silently cursed his shyness. Completely wasting the effort he had just put into brushing his hair aside, he ended up playing with a piece of it. Pulling some of it back over his shoulder and running his hands down it while biting his lip. He glanced at the keys again, then glanced up at the boy. He sighed, half blowing a bang out of his face he nodded slowly. He'd have to get this over with sooner or later.

"....I'm....fine."

"Your.... fine. Just... surprised me." Boy now if that wasn't the understatement of the century. Damn shyness. It would be the death of him. He'd swear by it. Lance flexed his fingers once or twice trying to relax. Glancing at Alister again Lance remembered that he hadn't given his name. "Lance." He squeaked. "Er... Lance... Grayson."

Well atleast that made things a little less awkward...

Lance raised an eyebrow at the bow. Tentatively he reached out. Only hesitating for a moment, drawing his hand back a bit before just reaching for it and shaking slowly.

Lance blinked at first before squeaking and turning beet red. He squeaked and jerked his hand back, though he had managed to wait till Alistair pulled away from his hand.

He almost missed what the boy said after that. ...Handsome? Well that was new. He was usually called girly cause of his hair. "Uh...Its...nothing." He said, referring to the piano.

"...Oh?" He had heard that. Somewhere, he couldn't remember where though.

"Its uh... not hard." He mumbled. "...What are you here for??"