James had been waiting for this moment for years. The piano is ready and his clothes are pressed neatly. He only has to hear Ann's voice and he will start playing the keys. Then, everything will fall perfectly into place like those scenes in the movies. Or not. - Honestly, Ann Written in 2011 I didn't edit this, sorry! I'm just going to copy and paste the files sent to me by another fan who managed to save some of my fics. I've come to terms with the fact that I'll never be able to rewrite or proofread my fics so let's all pretend we're back in 2011 and everything's okay as long as we understand what's happening XD