_My crush, my teacher, my rapist [ a teacher/student relationship ]~

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CHAPTER SEVEN

My relief came quickly as I saw he bent to pull out a metronome and a large file with what I presumed were music sheets. I looked away quickly to my right and pretended to be looking at the pond outside the window. After some rustling he cleared his throat. 

"Serious time. Well, where's that arpeggio I asked for? We don't have all daym so Don't keep me waiting." 
I was startled at the strictness in his deep voice and snapped my head straight. "U-um.. Which one?" I began. 
"Bb minor." 
"Oh oka-"
"Then followed by Bb major, go down the list. After that I want to hear your chromatic scales-" He continued, flipping to a new page on his notepad. "Broken chords next and then normal scales and contrary motion." 
I wanted to stop him right there, I couldn't keep up! 
"Then followed by your list A and list B. Start." 
Oh crap! Wait what was I meant to start off with again? I tried thinking back.. I think it was my Bb major arpeggios, or were they minor. I sat there wiggling my fingers on the piano thinking without playing a note. 

"Chop chop Mary, I'm not going to repeat myself." He sniffed and looked at me with an arched eyebrow. I wanted to slap the snobby expression from his face. How does he expect me to remember whatever he just said? 

Somehow, Mr Green has transformed from that joking, humerous English teacher to an old grumpy Piano teacher.

"My name's not Mary." I didn't know what else to say. 

"I don't care. Now play me that Bb minor arpeggio!" 
Ha! at least now I know what scale to play... But it was only the start... 

I took a deep breath and nervously began to start playing my scales. 

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I finished the last cadence of my song, holding my last chord in place counting four counts before lifting it gently off the keys. My heart was still beating a million miles per hour. At last I finished the  repertoire he asked for. It had been so nerve racking playing infront of Mr Green, my fingers never stop from shaking, especially when I can hear him scribbling in his notebook whenever I made my mistakes. 

"Wow. Not too bad Rosemary. The tone of your notes sounded quite even. Beautiful and tranquil almost like a spider running across it's spider web in the golden sunlight." 

"Um.. Thank...you." I blushed slightly, but seriously? A spider running across it's spider web?  Don't tell me it was some sort of metaphor for his plan of trapping some poor girl in his own spider web. I  studied him carefully. But he wasn't smiling. 

"I meant that for your scales. Now your songs, that's a whole different story. I mean, do you even KNOW what a scherzo is or Maestoso? " He demanded. 

I frowned at him. "Yeah, ofcours-" 

 "Well I heard none of it in your piece. I won't ask you to play them again seeing as according to this certificate you've already passed the exam for this level. Your Scherzo was also too slow, it' meant to be very vivace! Very lively! I'm wondering how you even managed to score an A+ when two of your main songs were that flawed. I'm almost flabbergasted. At this point I'm not too sure I would want to even hear your list C and your three extra pieces. An B+ tops, sounds much more suited." 

I felt my jaw dropping lower and lower with every critisisim.  What is his problem? First my English gets dropped and now my piano skills too? The nerve of this guy.

Okay so what if he was meant to be a child prodigy, he could be less blunt with those who perhaps aren't so gifted. Now I'm also getting afraid of him because he was so strict! 

My eyes flickered over to the note pad where I could see him writing ferociously 'Needs to understand and apply more of the musical terminology in song piece, most definitely if the instructions are in the TITLE of the piece. Marks off!' He wrote the last period ending the sentence loudly by dotting the paper dramatically. 

 
He eyed me with a curious gaze but I looked away.   "Don't worry Rosy. After I'm done with you, I'll turn you from a C English student and B pianist to an A+ kid." He said with a little too much pride and amusement.