Pachelbel
"Clarke"
"Clarke"
Bellamy slowly approached Clarke's ear
"CLARKE!"
She jumped in her seat "WHAT THE--" she looked around only to realise the class was already empty except for the both of them
"You fell asleep. Again." He smiled
Clarke sighed. It wasn't that she didn't like that subject, but she couldn't think how it would be useful to her to know the basics of entrepreneurship when all she wanted to do was to play the violin, and if anything went wrong, become a teacher.
"Why do we need to take this class again?" She said while they walked out of the room
"Because" Bellamy spoke in a high-pitched voice, similar to their professor's "you never know when you'll need to, you know, like, start your own orchestra or band or, like, whatever"
Clarke laughed, both of them kept walking and ran into Monty, who was punctual as usual for their quartet rehearsal
"Hey, how did your class go?" He asked
"Terribly."
"She fell asleep" Bellamy giggled, Clarke punched him in the arm
"Again?"
"Shut up, I just don't like theorical classes" she replied, her cheeks had turned red from embarrassment
Once they arrived to the rehearsal room and had already taken out their instruments, Monty stared exasperatedly at his phone. 12:33.
"Is Jasper ever going to arrive on time?" He started tuning his viola
"I heard that" Jasper walked in, noisily putting his cello on the floor and hurriedly opening the case and cleaning it "It's not like you need me for this piece, I mean, I do the same thing. All the time. I could play it in my sleep" he dropped his bow and quickly got it from the floor, sitting down by Monty's side
"Aren't you going to use the scores?" Clarke half-smiled
Jasper stuck out his tongue and started playing the same eight slow notes over and over: D, A, B, F#, G, D, G, A...With a dramatical vibrato and looking as if he was going to cry overwhelmed by the emotion
The other three muffled their laughter and began playing Pachelbel's Canon in D.
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Lexa patiently waited for their teacher to arrive. She couldn't stand people who were late, although she had to admit that the professor teaching that class was one of her favourites. Dr. Kane arrived five minutes too late, as usual, and immediately started his lesson, the topic of the day was sexism. Lexa crossed her arms and looked directly at him in order to read his lips. Luckily, he spoke very clearly and didn't usually turn around to write on the board, so it was easy for her to understand as much as possible of what he said.
However, she had never been one to participate in class, so she watched the debate pass without anyone being especially interested in it. She rolled her eyes more times than she could count whenever their classmates were unable to make a point or said anything discriminatory, mostly against women.
Sitting next to her was Octavia, who kept staring at Lexa's face and laughing whenever she looked desperate because of the other student's opinions, or rather lack of them. She passed her a note
*U got n opinion. Say sth*
Lexa made a face
*You know why I never speak in class.*
Octavia sighed
*we're n college now lex*
The bell rang, the students rushing to the door while Lexa calmly walked.
"Seriously, Lex. It wouldn't kill you to speak in class"
Lexa replied in sign language
*No, thanks*
Octavia opened her mouth, but Lexa cut her off
*Stop being so stubborn* she raised her eyebrows and Octavia raised her hands, giving up
"Okay, okay. But it's not my fault if the cute girl doesn't notice you...What was her name? Violet? Virginia? Veronica?"
Lexa shushed her
"Aaah Veronica it is, huh?"
Lexa glared at her
"Fine, fine. I won't say her name, ma'am. But there's a party this Friday and I've been told she's coming." She smiled hopefully
*You're dragging me to that party, aren't you?*
Octavia grinned "Hell yeah."