After School in the Music Room...

"The soft sound of a violin floated through the halls. The melody was soft, sweet and inviting. It was coming from the music room. Most of the other students had already gone home for the evening. You wondered who could be playing as you slid the door open. However, the player was hidden behind the flowing curtains. The evening sun lit the room, the breeze from the open window felt good against your skin. The curtains that were obstructing your vision parted to reveal the surprised violinist. the music came to a stop as your eyes met."