The two weeks away from school, away from Yves, were torturous, but I had managed to live through it. This whole day had been so amazing and went by so fastly. At lunch, I went into the band practice room, with Sarahi and Yves, who both went in there every day. I liked it, it was the same room I had choir in. My choir teacher Ms. Hale also taught the advanced band class.
Sarahi walked over to her drumset and started playing The Girl From Ipanema, while Yves brought out his oboe case from the cubby, and then assembling it.
"Um.. can you play me something?" I blushed, and smiled, this was the first time I was going to hear him play. I had heard from Sarahi that he was a very talented musician, without a doubt, the best in the school. He nodded, and then licked his reed, blowing into it.
He played a very pretty song, I couldn't help my feelings. How did I feel? I felt like ten million butterflies were flying wildly inside of me, and I could not stop smiling. I could've listening to him play forever, but he stopped so suddenly, I couldn't help but now feel empty.
"That was beautiful," I whispered. He smiled and then put his instrument away. Sarahi walked over to me.
"Hey, you should come here after school, before Jazz Band starts, we can hang out," She said, tucking her drum sticks into her pocket.
"Oh, Uh.. I was actually going to take a test after school today, but maybe tomorrow?" I asked, she nodded and said definately. Then, the bell rang, and I left to my classes.
"May I take a test, here?" I asked the woman at the desk. She was a middle aged Mexican woman who had black hair and looked very friendly. She smiled at me, as if it was nice to see someone come into the library for once, someone with an interest in books. She nodded towards the computers in the back, I walked over, sat down, and typed in my password and username.
I set my bag onto the floor, then the seat next to me was being taken up by someone. I turned around to see Yves, typing on the computer.
He looked back at me, and blushed a deep red. I knew that he had heard me telling Sarahi I would be here, and thought how cute it was of him, to come here too. I turned my head, and smiled for a long moment, then took a deep breath, to regain my composure. We both took our tests, and neither of us said a thing to one another, which made it somewhat awkward. Then, I left, and mouthed, " Bye! " to him.
When I got home, the first thing I did was go on Facebook to tell Michelle what had happened. She was a little confused.
"Yves doesn't take tests," she said.
"But he did," I replied.
"Well, he must really like you, he hates taking those stupid reading tests, and just reads for fun, he reads a lot," she told me.
"Did he go into the library a lot?" I asked.
"Hmm.. no.. he usually read big books, like Harry Potter thick kind of books, so he wasn't in there too often," she recalled. All I could say was, Oh.
The only I could think about that night was what Michelle had said, "He must really like you... "