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Walking around the grounds yet again, Stella thought about the Potions assignment. The late-February weather was rather nice, even though she still had her coat on. Her potion was probably almost done brewing, and she'd yet to figure out what she could take a picture of for the assignment. She'd practiced using the camera by snapping a picture of Lyra up in the dorms, but something told her Professor Lafay wouldn't accept pictures of her kitten as actually trying to do the assignment. Of course, the last time she'd felt like taking the easy way out would hurt her in Potions hadn't exactly turned out very well. At least temporarily, but her nervousness around the professor didn't stop her from continuing to think she needed to actually do something interesting. Find an actual person to photograph, although she had to acknowledge to herself that she'd prefer a picture she actually would want to keep. And that limited her possibilities, really.
Passing by the Willow quietly, keeping a wide berth between herself and the branches, she noticed a familiar figure seated on the ground not that far from her and had an idea. Matt won't mind, she thought, creeping a little closer until she could see what he was occupied with. A keyboard, which intrigued her even more. She hadn't managed to hear him play yet, which made her pause a few feet away from him. She'd found herself lifting the camera almost involuntarily, then... click.
Okay, that had been louder than she'd thought it would be, probably because it was rather quiet in the area at the moment. Even the Willow seemed calmer than usual, but she knew that could change at any moment. Either way, she couldn't decide if she wanted him to know she was there or just quietly observe without his knowledge. It all depended on if he'd heard the camera or not, even as she quickly slid it into her bag in the hopes that she could avoid the questions.
Before he had any idea of a song to play, Matt heard a slightly loud clicking sound coming from somewhere around him; but where? This definitely wasn't what he was expecting when he had decided to come out here, that mere distracting thought hadn't helped him figure out where that sound had been coming from. He turned his head to look around at the tree, curious as to if the sound had been coming from there but when he hadn't heard it again; a slight frown crossed his forehead.
You know you're probably going crazy, it was probably just a rock being thrown or something.. Wait, that didn't make any sense! Seriously what the hell was going on? Maybe it was coming from his keyboard, but if it was then his parents clearly hadn't known that it was broken before they owled it to him for his birthday. He ended up lifting the keyboard to his ear to hear if anything was wrong but there wasn't. Huh, that was strange. It seemed like there a new mystery upon the school, only it involved him; though at this point, he much rather have played something that was going to distract him from this nonsense. Setting the keyboard back onto his lap, he pressed a few of the keys to make sure that it was set properly before starting to play the opening few notes to a strictly instrumental song that he'd been working on for the past few weeks.