Tchaikovsky...

Lauren gave a small smile, "Sh-she talks about it quite a bit..."

"Really?"

Lauren nodded, "Yes..."

"Oh...why?"

"W-well...she says that she enjoys her ballet a lot...and that she loves being around you...that she is really happy and glad that you are her friend. When she talks about ballet or you, the two always come onto the story of how you two first met..."

Simon tilted his head to the side. "You make her sound obssessive."

Lauren blushed, "No, no! sh-she is not obsessive...I-I am sorry..." she looked down.

Simon laughed softly. "It was a joke...Lauren is it?"

Lauren blushed, "Y-yes..."

Simon nodded. "Chelsea may have mentioned you."

Lauren nodded, "I-I sometimes...come and fill in and play the piano for your music in ballet whe the normal person isn't there..."

Simon blinked. "You do?!"

Lauren looked down, so he had never notcied her then...

"O-only have...a-a few t-times..."

"Wow...wait...who plays piano normally?"

"Miss Meadows...she teaches Piano..."

"Oh..."

Lauren was still looking down.

"Wait...I don't remember there being a piano."

"When you perform a ballet, the school use a piano with backing music. Otherwise, just a CD."

"On the night the school orchestra is performing!"

"Yes, but the orchestra can not be there every practice so for that, just the piano does," then Lauren blushed, "I..I am sorry...I...I will go..." she turned to leave.

"No!"

Lauren turned back, slightly shocked.

"Sorry, don't feel you have to go."

Lauren nodded slowly.