Music For Your Soul ::OPEN::

[ville]

Music Begins With Silence

It was Ville's first day on the job. Since so many people were now heading to Biella for schooling, not just mutants, regular classes were begining to be taught. Ville had jumped on the chance... to do something that he did best... music.

Ville paused on the doorstep and looked up at the house. It helped knowing that May would be in his class. Ville smiled. Even without the wish she made, they would have made great friends.

Ville took a deep breath then knocked on the door. his instraments were in the back of his pickup. It was a 55 Chevrolet and was in great condition, even if it only got up to 57mph. Who was going to take his class? More importantly... would they like him?

[May]

If May had her way, she would not be in school right now. She didn't even want to be here. So why was she? She wanted to just walk away, run back to her little homeless life out on the streets. Because no one cared for the shivering, skinny girl who was dying oh-so-slowly, but oh-so-surely. But all the mutants at this school were sharing something in common. What if May didn't want to be scrutinized like that new kid? She wasn't going to make friends, anyway.

There were a few things keeping her from running out of the building right now. One was the fact that she was currently headed towards music class. May had always loved music. Her parents had believed that the way to get to heaven was to be able to understand music enough so that it would flow through your soul and unlock the gates. Naturally, May had learned about five different instruments by the time she was three. And it wasn't just like a hobby; it was a passion. She loved music. Although she hadn't been able to get her hands on anything recently.

Another thing keeping her from leaving right now was the fact that her teacher was gonna be Ville. She really liked Ville--out of all the people on the street who looked at her and didn't give a damn, one finally talked to her. And best of all, he wanted to be her friend. Just as she had wished for a friend, he appeared. For once in her life, she had been extremely lucky. And she wasn't about to miss his class. It would mean she at least knew someone, even if it was the teacher.