Rachel: "Oh my god" "I know" I say

Mary: "No..." "Yes..." I say and I look at her

Rachel: "Oh My God" "I know!!" I say again

Mary: "No!" "Yup!" I look at her again

Rachel: "OH MY GOD" "I KNOW" I shout

Mary: "NO" "YEAH" I say and we all start screaming.

Ok... Now the whole coffee house is staring but I couldn't care less. Tyler kissed me!! I just told the girls and we're obviously going crazy right now... Mary's phone vibrates. "Shit, I need to go... But you'll tell me everything!!" she says to me and she leaves. It's 7.20. I have to leave too, the piano store closes at 8.00 and I want to go there again.

"I have to go too. Listen, Tyler and I, we're going out tomorrow. Do you, um, have any advice?" I ask Rachel. Everyone asks her for advice. She's 21 and she's studying philosophy. She has a part-time job at the coffee house, that's how I met her. "Just be yourself" she says and she smiles at me. Well I can't say that this was very helpful but anyway... I wear my headphones and ride my bike. I recognize the song of Metallica as I leave the coffee house.

I never opened myself this way

Life is ours, we live it our way

All these words I don't just say

And nothing else matters

Five minutes later I'm at the store. I can hear all the different melodies coming from inside. This time a man shows me a very shiny grand piano at the great hall. A white one. I start playing. I have half an hour before the store closes. The last time I played classic pieces but tonight I choose to be myself. I play all my favorite songs. Even songs that are not usually played on piano. You found me, The light behind your eyes, This I love, Skyfall, Let it be, Bring me to life... I realize that Rachel was right. I just need to be myself to have fun.

People are watching me again and each one has a different thing to say. "Which song is this one?" "She really knows how to play" or "I love this song". For once I am not this girl that people feel sorry about, I am someone that they admire. I find the courage to ask if I can try a different piano as well. "Of course" says the man that helped me before. As we're walking towards another room he asks "So how many years have you been playing?"

"Actually it's been a long time since I last played" I answer at last. We reach the room at the end of the hall. There is just one piano there. "This is the oldest piano we have" he says "It's in excellent condition. I thought you'd want to try it" The wood is deep brown. It doesn't look old but I can feel it different. I play a note and I smile at the sound of it. Of course I want to try it. After a while the same man interrupts me "I'm sorry" he says "but the store is closing now". "Thank you" I say and I get up. I go to the exit and open the door. This store feels like home...

It's already dark outside and it looks like it's going to rain. I mustn't be late, Lily will be looking for me. As I'm heading home, the songs still echo in my head. I look behind me for a last time before I turn to the next street. I see a figure standing at the window of the store. At a room that I hadn't seen before. The room seems to be between the one with the old piano and the big hall. But there was no door there. It must be my imagination, I say to myself. I look again. Nothing's there.

But again, it must have been my imagination.