Classroom E/aka Music room

Emma walked curiously into the music room. Almost instantly her eyes widened when she saw what was in the far right corner, to her left.
A deep red acoustic guitar leant against a stand, and as Emma had a wild imagination, she imagined it sitting there, bored, waiting for her to pick it up and play her favourite songs.
Now, it was hers. She sat down, on the floor, cross-legged, and held it in her lap, and began to play.

It was a beautiful song, her absolute favourite, she played it well, and as she strummed away the last few chords, the door opened...

She didn't notice they were standing in the doorway watching her.

Emma? Emma, what are you doing?

*stops playing*

writes: it's quite obvious, what I'm doing, isn't it??

You shouldn't be touching all this stuff! How would you like it if someone was doing all this to your old house!

*calms down* Sorry. I'm stressed out. This leader thing. I heard that the priveleged have taken a quarter of the city people away now. its getting dangerous. *sighs* Maybe we should fight back.

writes: its hard to express things with words and writing them down, Elise! JUst like its hard for you to realise that the people that once used this stuff are dead! I'm sure they would like for us to use their stuff with care, yes, but that DOES NOT mean we cant use it at all! Think of the WASTE that would create, if, if, everyone who was alive chucked out everything of the dead peoples, just because they were dead! We've already got enough problems in our lives before you came along and ruined mine!
*runs to her room, sobbing silently*

*Walks in* "Elise?"

-Walks in- hi shorty, hi elise, I just saw emma, what happened?

*Turns to Anjuna* "She just needed her own time... And then Elise went & stopped her."

Maybe we should let her take the guitar

" Yeh "

I'm gonna give it to her *picks the guitar up and walks out of the room*

*Walks in,* "Is there a clarinet I could have in here?" *Walks around searching*

*Grabs a clarinet and hands it to her* "There you go"

*Walks back down to his room*

*mutters* Oh, so Emma gets all this stuff just because she cried. Noones listening to me now. Now that everyone has left the room, Elise picks up a violin and a bow and starts playing it. Elise played violin in the school ensemble a long while ago. She used to love it. Elise stops, tunes it, and plays again, but she just can't do it.*

*Slips in. Walks over to the music storeroom and opens the door, and instantly glues her eyes to the bright red electric guitar leaning against the old brick wall.* "OMG I totally claim this!" *grabs the guitar, but gently, and rummages around for a lead, pick, guitar stand and amplifier. with all her new belongings, shuffles out.*

Hey wait up, Ellie!

*hides in the corridor and when they've both gone, comes in silently, closing the old door behind her looks around the room, until she sees a slight shimmer. walks towards and picks it up it was an old fashioned microphone but it desn't work without electricity. shrugs and takes it back to her room becuse its a cool decoration.*

*walks in and sees a chocolate brown full size cello and a matching bow and some rosyn. picks it all up and walks to her room*

*sees an old Ghettoblaster (a CD player ran on batteries) and picks it up. Turns it on and a tape plays. It plays...

Little girl: Don't hurt Daddy!! He was trying to help, he didn't mean for the virus to happen.
Man that sounds suspiciously like Tony Abbot: Well, if you get everyone to elect me, nothing will happen to him.

*tape ends*

*Elises eyes widen. She calls everyone in*

*walks in* are u ok?

*plays the tape*

Sheesh...weird...creepy *bites bottom lip*

*Runs in hearing it* Play it again, I think I know the voice.

wait...same, though i can't put a name to it.