The Flute Player (1)

"Your test results have come back," the doctor said as soon as the door closed. I nervously looked at him, fidgiting.
"And?" My voice was barely audible. I watched him closely as he went behind his desk and to his files. I couldn't see anything in his eyes, his body language didn't suggest anything. I wanted him to hurry. I had a concert to perform in tonight, and I couldn't be late. One Direction was counting on me to play my flute with them.
"I'm sorry, Leah, but the results aren't good." The doctors eyes were sympathetic, and went on to explain the details. I didn't listen. From that moment on, I knew that the dream I was living would come to an end.


6. Home From School

Leah's Point of View

The bell rang, signifying the end of the school day. It couldn't end any sooner in my opinion. Slowly, I picked up my science books and headed down the hall way, and down the stairs towards my locker, which was at the oppisite side of the school.

I started doing the combo for the lock... 3...24...13. I yanked it open, and it did so. Then, I opened the door and stuffed my science books in my locker and took out my bag. No homework tonight! I already had it planned out: flute playing!

"Leah!" I heard the sound of Monica's voice as I walked down the hall towards the front door. I was to walk home, a long thirty-minute walk. I sighed just thinking about it...

"Hi Monica!" I threw my bag onto my back. "What's up?"

"Nothing much... I was just wondering when your test was?"

"Umm... Math?"


I thought for a second. "Next Tuesday," I replied.

"Ohh.... Mine's on Friday." Monica gave a funny face. We walked through the front door, outside. The wind was blowing, but it wasn't raining yet.

"Anyway, I need to go and start walking before it starts to snow," I apoligized and than ran off to the road and started walking.


I picked up my flute and started with scales starting with the b flat, e flat and a flat scales. Then, I opened up my book filled with music and started with a classical song. After that I looked through the book again for a different song. There. Little Things by One Direction. I got my iPod out of my pocket and turned it to the song.

Suddenly I thought I heard laughing and movement in the cloest behind me... No. It couldn't be. I was home alone.

I put the iPod on the dock, and took my flute up to my lips, listening for the cue.

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