Chapter 3

Mr. Smith was a tall, white-haired man. One could easily tell he had a passion for teaching music. He showed great signs of happiness when I walked in, flute in hand.
"Another flute player!" He said joyfully. "Oh wonderful! Could you, perhaps show us something? Play a little piece for the class maybe?"
"Um... Well sir, you see I'm not all that good..." I stammered.
"Nonsense! Leo here will play with you, if you like! I have yet to hear him perform a duet with a floutist" Mr. Smith said excitedly. He glanced at Leo and handed him a piece of music. "You two will play this. It's a simple but, when played properly, beautiful piece. A favorite of mine. You have a week to make it te best it can be, including all time in class" the director said. "Just let me know you're here each day then go to the practice rooms to work on it"
"Sir please... I'm really not good with performing solos or duets-"
"I have to hear everyone. Everyone performs a solo and a duet in their time here. You're a junior, so you are behind them. Most have already done it"
I sighed in defeat. "Fine"
"C'mon, Sam. Let's get to work" Leo said, pulling me out of the office.