Lounging

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Mikah was seen as he lounged on the sofa, feet propped up as he looked down at his guitar, unrully red hair covering bright green eyes. He was knew to the school, his luggage proved that, yet he still didn't feel like going up to see if he even had a room yet.
 
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Isabelle walked into the room, her blonde wavy hair was let out. She had a book in her hand. Isabelle sat down reading the book, she wasn't paying any attention to anyone else in the room. The author was her actually her sister, writing books was like the family thing, her father use to write too.
 

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Mikah turned to her and tried to read the cover.
Good book huh?
He said quietly, not looking at her anymore and instead looking down at his guitar.
 
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"Yup." Isabelle said with a nod, "My sister wrote it." She added, finally looking up at him. "You play?" She said looking at his guitar then back at him. Isabelle always wanted to learn how to play guitar.
 

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Wicked.
He said with a lazy grin as he looked down at his guitar and shrugged.
Yeah, it's one of the only things I do.
He said lightly as he struck a chord on it.
Do you play?
 
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"I can play piano, and I use to sing not so much anymore though." Isabelle said honestly. She was getting rusty. She put down the book, "I think she sucks." Isabelle said referring to the book.
 

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Piano... Classical, that's pretty sweet. I'm more into the violin though and my voice is to grff for classical.
He said, once again with a lazy grin and a smalls hrug.

Can you do better?
 
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Isabelle raised her eyebrow, "What do you mean? Write better than her?" She asked, pausing but not waiting for a reply. "Actually I think I could, I come from a family full of writers." She said.
 

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Yeah. Well that doesn't necessarily proves something.
He said with a light shrug.

I come from a house full of painters and my sketches are the only good things I can do.
He said lightly.
 
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"Yeah true, but I know I’m good because….......well never mind......." Isabelle said to him, she took the book back in her hand. Looking the cover over. She wasn’t the one that had her own book, her sister was.
 
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