Tennyson POV (Omg ASDFGHJKLASDFGHJK I know right??)
(Okay so idk but I moved them into the computer lab or whatever anyways that's where they are now)

"Are you sure we won't get caught?" asked Darcy, looking over June's shoulder at the lines of code she was typing at the speed of light. "I don't know about this school but at my old school..." she faltered and stopped.

Clearly something happened so she had to move here, and she doesn't like thinking about all she left behind.

"Anyway I think it's illegal to hack into the school system," she said.

"I won't get caught,"said June, her fingers still in a blur. "I've done this before."

I came up behind Darcy and layed an arm over her shoulder. "Besides, it's not like we're stealing or anything, we're just checking Gail's timetable."

Darcy laughed and her soft hair brushed my arm. "Oh, well, in that case," she said.

Wow. She has such a nice laugh.

"Stop staring at Darcy like a creep, Tennyson!" said Ally.

I gasped in mock offence to hide the fact that I had, in fact, been staring. I slapped my chest. "Me? A creep? How dare you?"

Ally very pointedly removed my arm from Darcy's shoulder.

I glared at her. "Whatever."

"Guys, I found it!" said June. "Okay so she's got her last period free and I think she's going out with Jonty after school so she has a whole free period in which we might catch her with Jake."

"How are we gonna catch her if we're in class?" Darcy said.

I grinned at her. "Ever heard of playing hookey?"

"Oh my god, Tennyson, that's like from five hundred years ago," groaned Ally. "What are you, seventy?"

"I don't think Mum would be very happy if I skipped a class on My first day of school," Darcy said. "Don't think she'd be very happy to hear I'd helped hack into the school system either," she mumbled. I think I'm the only one who heard that.

"Okay, what class do you have last?" Ally asked.

"Music, I think," said Darcy.

"Okay, so does Tennyson," Ally said. "What if you and Tennyson go to class and June and Lola and I can follow Gail and see where she goes and we can keep Tennyson updated and he can keep you updated."

"Okay,"Darcy agreed.

(Time skip brought to you by my distracting music - obviously HAMILTON)

"So," I said as we walked into the music room. We were early because Darcy wanted to have a look around and it was really important to her that she went to this lesson because she's really into music. "What do you play?"

Darcy ran her fingers over the round tables. "I sing,"she said. Then she sat down on the piano stool. "And I play piano."

"Cool," I said. She looked so at home there in front of the piano. Like she had been there a thousand times and would be there a thousand times again.

Darcy began to open the lid, then paused. "Am I allowed?" she asked.

"Of course," I said. "Do you need some music?"

"No," she said. She opened the lid and let her fingers feather over the keys. "This is nice."

I nodded.

Then she began playing.

At first it was simple. You could easily tell it was Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen. But then her fingers sped up and her playing got more and more complicated and beautiful. I ended up closing my eyes and just listening.

When the final cord rang out, I opened my eyes to discover that a few other students had come in and were watching as well.

Darcy turned to me and smiled hesitantly. "Was it good?" she asked.

I started clapping in response, a massive grin breaking onto my face.

The other kids joined in and Darcy looked around at them in surprise.

"It was AMAZING!" I said.

She bit her lip, then smiled bigger. She turned around and took a little bow.

"That was great," said a girl holding a violin case.

"Thanks," said Darcy. She got up and carefully closed the lid.

"I haven't played in a little while," she admitted as more students started arriving and we sat down at one of the tables. "I'm a little out of practice."

I laughed incredulously. "Are you kidding? You're brilliant! How long have you been playing?"

"I've been taking lessons since I was five," she said. "But Mum says I used to climb up on the piano stool when I was really little and bang out tunes."

"That was beautiful," I said, looking at her. "It was like you were part of the piano. You're really talented."

She looked back at me, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Thanks," she said quietly.

"Yo!" yells a kid with a mullet to the room at large, sitting down at our table. I think his name is David and he's a singer. "Mr Lurie's comin'!"

Darcy's gaze broke away from mine. "Mr Lurie? He's the music teacher?" she said.

I leant back in my chair and fold my arms. "Yup!" I grinned. "And he's AWESOME."

Mr Lurie bursted into the room, papers flying everywhere and his afro bigger than ever. "Sorry I'm late, everyone!" he panted. "I forgot I was in the toilet and started imagining a new tune and kinda drifted off. But I'm here now!" He plonked down in his seat and fanned himself. "Gosh, it's warm, isn't it?"

Darcy giggled. "I like him," she whispered to me.

Mr Lurie turned his gaze on her and smiled, his teeth white against his dark skin. "Ah, new student, hello and welcome!" he said. "Would you like to come up the front and introduce yourself?"

Darcy got up and walked over to his desk. "Um, I'm Darcy, I'm sixteen and I love singing and piano." She shrugged and smiled at me, as if she was asking for my approval.

I nodded with a grin. Oh, she has my approval all right.

"Oh, that's great, we can always use more singers. And piano! I don't think I have another even mildly good piano player in this class," he narrowed his eyes at one kid with a recorder case. "That is unless you've improved at all during the holidays, Ashley?"

Ashley shook his head with a laugh.

Mr Lurie looked back at Darcy. "That is, if you are any good," he said.

"She's freakin' sick, man!" said mullette kid. "You shoulda heard her!"

Mr Lurie beams at her. "Excellent!" he said. "You may go back to your seat."

Darcy sits down beside me.

"So, as you are all at the same level in different things, these next few weeks I want to be working on..." I zoned Mr Lurie's voice out when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

I checked the message under the table so he wouldn't see and grinned.

I slid the phone under the table to Darcy's knee.

"Check it," I whispered.

She quickly looked at it and looked back at me with excited eyes.

The message read: "we got her on film"

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I actually got out another chapter! Woo! And this one is way longer than my others! You proud of me?

Anyhoo, the music at the top is how I envision Darcy playing it.

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