The broken casket was not a busy place. Especially tonight, which would be the first time Tessabelle would be peforming. Sadly, she's been there for a couple of belles now and only ten (if that) would come in as the precious number of people walked out. She did not imagine her first day of working going like this. She did so much to make her first performance the best. Timothy Core, formerly know as Kettle Drum Kellick, agreed to volunteer and help her first night amazing. Timothy had a small group, a trumpet player, a flute player and someone else who played small percussion instruments. They have been practicing for days now just to make this performance great. Tessabelle had to memorize songs that we're taught to her by Ms.Elsmer, she came up with her own too. But sadly, it would all go to waste. Even the wool dress she recently bought and the four day process of parting her hair and keeping it in tight twist so she would have large curls with waves.
After finishing seven songs about sailors Tessabelle thought she would give up. But she had to remind herself that it was only the first day and the docks were probably really busy. Not a lot of people would have time to hear a... Passionate... deep singer who cared about her music. Which is why Tessabelle was so upset. Yet she could only be upset with herself, she was told this place was not packed but she was just too shallow to listen. Tessabelle let her feelings get the best of her, she didn't care too much about the place, she just wanted to perform; big mistake. What's the point of performing of no one was there to witness the beauty and life you put in your music?This is for you, this is for you. She thought to herself. This should be for her.
Tessa shouldn't care about how many people are there to see her dance or sing. She should care about how she performed. How she sounds and if she put enough joy into her music. Her looks should never matter, the number of peoples shouldn't either. The key to being a successful performer is to believe in yourself and shut out the world. She had to relax and just sing.
"Kettle." The Ethfael said boldly, loud enough for everyone to hear." Give me an upbeat tune, something with an exotic tone!" Her eyes scanned the crowd. They finally stopped on a man in a flannel shirt and leather pants. He was good looking with his shocking blue eyes and wavy brown hair. As the beat started off slow, so did Tessabelle making her way towards the man. She twirled once before gliding across the floor. She grabbed his ale before it reached his lips and slowly put it down.
"Don't leave me behind... Don't say your good byes because it's not over."[/b] Her voice was smooth and seductive, enchanting the man to stand just like she planned. She pressed her leg against his and smiled.[i]"Don't tell me you had enough, because there wasn't enough to have..." Her last note was long as the man dipped her and brought her back up, their chest pressed together as they started to ballroom dance.
"You're not a real man... the knight in shining armor every girl dreams of."[/i] Tessabelle's notes changed from time to time as they danced yet the moment they separated and Tessabelle started to dance by herself, swaying and once again twirling. Her hips rolled like they never did before."I should be upset, me who's been there for nothing. She stopped and stared blankly."I should leave YOU behind, say my good byes because you're not worth it. As the song ended the band gave a dramatic ending with the music.
After finishing seven songs about sailors Tessabelle thought she would give up. But she had to remind herself that it was only the first day and the docks were probably really busy. Not a lot of people would have time to hear a... Passionate... deep singer who cared about her music. Which is why Tessabelle was so upset. Yet she could only be upset with herself, she was told this place was not packed but she was just too shallow to listen. Tessabelle let her feelings get the best of her, she didn't care too much about the place, she just wanted to perform; big mistake. What's the point of performing of no one was there to witness the beauty and life you put in your music?This is for you, this is for you. She thought to herself. This should be for her.
Tessa shouldn't care about how many people are there to see her dance or sing. She should care about how she performed. How she sounds and if she put enough joy into her music. Her looks should never matter, the number of peoples shouldn't either. The key to being a successful performer is to believe in yourself and shut out the world. She had to relax and just sing.
"Kettle." The Ethfael said boldly, loud enough for everyone to hear." Give me an upbeat tune, something with an exotic tone!" Her eyes scanned the crowd. They finally stopped on a man in a flannel shirt and leather pants. He was good looking with his shocking blue eyes and wavy brown hair. As the beat started off slow, so did Tessabelle making her way towards the man. She twirled once before gliding across the floor. She grabbed his ale before it reached his lips and slowly put it down.
"Don't leave me behind... Don't say your good byes because it's not over."[/b] Her voice was smooth and seductive, enchanting the man to stand just like she planned. She pressed her leg against his and smiled.[i]"Don't tell me you had enough, because there wasn't enough to have..." Her last note was long as the man dipped her and brought her back up, their chest pressed together as they started to ballroom dance.
"You're not a real man... the knight in shining armor every girl dreams of."[/i] Tessabelle's notes changed from time to time as they danced yet the moment they separated and Tessabelle started to dance by herself, swaying and once again twirling. Her hips rolled like they never did before."I should be upset, me who's been there for nothing. She stopped and stared blankly."I should leave YOU behind, say my good byes because you're not worth it. As the song ended the band gave a dramatic ending with the music.
