Green purred as he watched New Kids Pop Central on his phone. It put more shyness in him as he turned it off and looked at his desk. His mind had subconsciously finished several masterpieces. He looked at his phone and sighed. Blue wanted to meet up. This would be fun.

!(*)!

The two seniors were talking about Dexter things. They were pretty distant, but that was normal for them as the rest of their group always held them in conversations. Green didn't notice that he had drifted enough for his mind to start making something. This was probably why he brought his art book with him.

"Green."

He was pulled back to reality as she eyed his notebook. His art book's fresh blank page now had a simple sketch of the floral store he had been staring at. He realized what she was gesturing to and quickly hid the notebook.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" She blinked twice. Apparently she didn't realize what had happened either as she shook her head.

"Uh... nothing. Um..." She rubbed her face as he slowly leaned back in his chair. She was able to regain the conversation for a good minute before they drifted off again. His hand went back to the sketch while she seemed to hum something. His ears latched on as he finished what he could of the picture, pulling him back. He recognized the tune instantly.

"My heart is breaking for my sister
And the con that she called "love"
And then, I look into my nephew's eyes
Man, you wouldn't believe
The most amazing things
That can come from
Some terrible lies"

He cleared his throat, gaining her attention.

"Hm?" He smiled as he got his notebook to a fresh sheet of paper.

"You good?"

"Yeah..." The duo tried to get a solid conversation back up, but that was impossible with how faded they already were. He drifted off into a tune. He didn't realize how far he was until he felt the notebook vanish. He snapped back to reality as Blue turned around.

"Hey!" She hummed as he stood up, his face red with embarrassment. "Give that back-"

"You're really good at this." He felt his face heat up for a minute before he was able to get it back.

"W-w-what do you mean by that?!" She turned around and purred.

"I mean... between the picture from before and that score, you have a talent." He felt his face reach an unbearable level of heat as he sat down.

"S-s-so? Y-you also have a talent. You're really good at performing." She blushed a little before looking away.

"Not that the world will see that. I'm not famous. My music making skills suck." He paused.

"But..."

He fell quiet as he looked at the score he had started. He had gotten the melody line on the paper. He gulped as he held it out to her. She spotted it from the corner of her eye and took it from his shaking hands.

"You're really good at this..." He blushed as she faintly hummed the melody. She had just looked at it and he already heard exactly what his mind wanted.

"Wipe away the tears were falling from my grasp,
Come to see me too
What did i do pay
Don't make me happy

Draw me a simple clue!
Won't let you go
Take it all out
To give it away

I'll be right here for you
Here is what you do
Yet you're my destiny
To better days, oh

Where i've been no saint
Now girls help me repent
For all the times
You know me better

And i'll be right here
How do i say yes
I hope i can see this
Trapped in your arms

So much i love you so
I'm gonna get down and pray
If you take this moment
All around around it

I can't let go,
Blessed for all seasons
Blessed to make me happy
Living in a bottle baby

I love you win
I was scared, i was going through
I knew who you love her?
Always playing the piano"

He stayed quiet as she paused. She noticed the silence and quickly, and gently, placed the notebook down.

"Uh..." The discomfort brought tension as she gulped.

"You're really good at that..."

"Thanks... same for you...."

"Heh..."

Silence reappeared as he looked at her.

"Have you... ever considered the stage?" She shook her head.

"Not recently... but I might. I don't honestly know..." He cracked a weak smile.

"You should. You would sound great." She gulped before turning the tables.

"What about you?" His smile dropped as he looked away.

"No. Never. I'm not one for performing. I have never performed in my life. And I don't plan on it."

"Why not?" He looked at her.

"I have no musical talent. At least... that's what I found out. I can't find anything to perform with. My vocal range is pathetic, I haven't found an instrument I see that fits me... I only know how to create scores of the music that everyone creates with the sound." He lowered his head as she paused.

"Have you looked into all instruments?"

"I've tried the main instruments. I have yet to even scrape the surface for more." She hummed at that. Silence followed as she eyed the score.

"That's not your only one?"

"No..." She smiled weakly.

"I... was wondering... maybe... if you made the music, I performed it..." He blushed a little.

"I'd have to think about it..." She nodded as she grabbed her things.

"I will too... maybe you can take the stage. Who knows. See you later." He nodded as he stared at the score and she left.