@mysterioaura my cello , so theyβre warming up, i guess . β
she shrugged . thatβs what she wanted to believe anyway . her gaze lingered on him , softening .
β you donβt have to look so worried . β
@mysterioaura the concern beneath his words did not unnoticed. she offered a faint smile .
β honestly ? they didnβt take it well at first β recreational melody and all . they worried at first , especially my mom. but iβll have Β»
she blinks , caught slightly off guard . she lets out a quiet laugh , glancing down at the instrument beside her .
β yeah , i guess you do . β
rosieβs smile widens as she shifts aside , making room Β»
β awhile was I βββ- interrupting something ?Μ² β
she says not in a concerning tone but in a rather awkward tone , her gaze drifting from roise to the cello. gesturing with her hands , to roise and her cello , like it seems they were having a moment .
β iβm always catching βΊ
β you're so confident in your music β¦ like , it comes so naturally to you. β
her eyes traced her expression as if trying to read her like a book .
β you shouldn β t . your voice is amazing . really . β
Smile remained , approaching a bit more , before eyebrows raised .
β how do i do what ? β
she smiled shyly , glancing down at her cello .
β thanks β¦ iβm still getting used to people hearing me play . i guess thatβs what camp is for , though . β
a canon character for the disneyβs camp rock verse, by #ππππ. cliff carmichael, camp rockβs very own drummer-boy with serious focus issues.
she was so absorbed in her cello that she barely noticed her . she paused mid-note when she finally caught the movement , glancing over her shoulder .
her eyes widened.
β β¦ how long have you been there ? β
she shook her head quickly, setting the bow down across her lap .
β no . no , donβt stop . i just get nervous when people listen . β
her voice came out softer than she meant it to .
β how do you do it ? β
β hopefully , eventually you will . you β re good , rosie . like , really good . β
She nodded , smile widening a bit before faltering .
β uhm ... but if you β re uncomfortable , i can stop ... β
lost in the soft notes , she was startled. the note beneath her fingers cut off as she looked over.
β oh , sorry β i didnβt realize you were there . β
her fingers tightened around the cello bow, nerves creeping back in as she glanced at her.
β iβm just β¦ not used to people seeing me like this β¦ not like you . β