Curt's POV.

I was playing "shatter me" by Lindsey Stirling on my violin while Kira danced to it here and there,coming up with a choreography for Friday.
I stopped playing.
"Try twirling before doing that slight jump"
She nodded and I started playing again.
The urge to dance with her was very big as always; but dancing was her thing and the violin mine.
We both had our respectful roles.

Kira's POV.

The times I thought of how it would be like to play the violin instead of Curt or wished for Curt to join and dance with me were innumerable.
But it was tradition to do it this way.
And Curt considered our traditions more important than he did his own life.
He was convinced that if we broke our traditions, something bad would happen and we wouldn't be friends anymore.

Writer's POV.

They then did they're homework, much to Kira's disappointment. And while they were studying, Kira's mom prepared the guest room for Curt while her dad was making everyone dinner.

Sorry, this book is boring compared with my others but I wanted to try and do something different from my usual fantasy, random, thriller, horror and sometimes fanfic books.
So I'm trying with general fiction now.
Then, if this book goes well (contrary to what I think), I might write others like this. MIGHT.
Ok, that's it for now.
Akray out!♠