Reading Soothes the Mind. (Open)

Celeste beamed. "You mean it...?" She asked timidly, looking straight into Ibumoto's eyes. "Okay," She said, her eyes sparkling and her cheeks turning pink. "Deal."
She stood up, making sure no one but her, Ibumoto and Richard were in the library. Seeing as there wasn't, she began to sing softly and somewhat shakily from her nerves.

"Will you hold me now...? Hold me now, My frozen heart
I'm gazing from the distance and
I feel everything pass through me
I can't be alone right now
Will you hold me now...? Hold me now, My frozen heart
I'm lost in deep winter sleep
I can't seem to find my way out alone
Can you wake me?"

She sang every pitch perfectly but shakily, from trying to be quiet and trying to hit high notes at the same time. "I hope I didn't make your ears bleed," She sighed, wincing. "Thank you for listening."


Here's the song -- Go to about 1:10 in the video to hear the part she's singing.
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Amazed, he couldn't do anything but stare at the girl. He tried to think of something to say, but nothing came to mind. The girl had made him utterly speechless.
"That was wonderful." He finally managed to squeeze out. "Thanks for letting me listen. It made my day." He smiled. "How long have you been singing?"

Celeste's eyes widened at Ibumoto's comment and then blushed bright red. She looked down at her lap and found her fingernails very interesting. "I've been singing since I've been able to talk. My mother says that my first words weren't speech at all-- They were lyrics to a song my mother played all of the time."

Thi girl looked down again after blushing. She seemed to be quite interested in her fingernails.
"Wow, that is definetly a story for your self-biografy, if you ever write one." He chuckled. "I'm terrible at singing myself. Trust me, you don't want to hear me, it'll make your ears bleed for real."

Celeste laughed. "I'm sure you can't be that bad," She was an optimist. Never one to look at the downside, which was sometimes her downfall.

Sorry it's so short >_<

He looked away while smiling. He really was that bad, his voice was for talking, not singing. "Maybe not, but I can assure you that you'd rather want it silent. I'm pretty good at a piano though. Maybe I could play while you sing, if you want to meet sometime?"
He wasn't really good, but he wasn't bad, that's for sure.

Celeste smiled. What a great idea! "You play the piano? I've wanted to learn, but I don't have enough patience for it." She rubbed the back of her neck and looked down at her book on the table. "But yes, that would be great." She smiled again and smoothed her skirt.