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by Bell 8/13/2013, 7:03 am“Well, you should play more!” Terra said, smiling. “You might want to take a trip to the music room and practice there. I do think they have some instruments that you can borrow—“
Terra absurdly stopped. She knew she shouldn’t stop just like that, but as soon as she said those sentences…her head was filled with…problems. She realized that she hadn’t visited the music room for a quite long time. What if…things had changed? What if her words were wrong? What if— Gods of Olympus, what was she thinking? She hadn’t even said anything concerning the regulations there. Terra mentally slapped herself. Her mind was probably playing a trick on her.
But then, she realized that it was only a warm-up. It stroked her when she…finally knew that the conversation was getting into its end. There was no way this kind of conversation would last for another hour. She barely knew Travis, and she wasn’t an expert in talking and chatting. Well , Terra thought, at least I knew where would I go next…after this.
“Well, I think it’s better for me to go,” she said, trying her best to sound optimist. “My bunk’s waiting for me. Thanks for talking with me and being such a nice—“Terra restrained herself from letting the word ‘friend’ out from her mouth. Again, she didn’t know Travis that much. It would sound awkward to peg him as her friend…would it? “—demigod.” she finished.
Terra absurdly stopped. She knew she shouldn’t stop just like that, but as soon as she said those sentences…her head was filled with…problems. She realized that she hadn’t visited the music room for a quite long time. What if…things had changed? What if her words were wrong? What if— Gods of Olympus, what was she thinking? She hadn’t even said anything concerning the regulations there. Terra mentally slapped herself. Her mind was probably playing a trick on her.
But then, she realized that it was only a warm-up. It stroked her when she…finally knew that the conversation was getting into its end. There was no way this kind of conversation would last for another hour. She barely knew Travis, and she wasn’t an expert in talking and chatting. Well , Terra thought, at least I knew where would I go next…after this.
“Well, I think it’s better for me to go,” she said, trying her best to sound optimist. “My bunk’s waiting for me. Thanks for talking with me and being such a nice—“Terra restrained herself from letting the word ‘friend’ out from her mouth. Again, she didn’t know Travis that much. It would sound awkward to peg him as her friend…would it? “—demigod.” she finished.
