With very little interesting plot flow:
I guess it was move-in day at Wellesley, and for some reason, my three best friends from high school all went to school here too (awesome!). So Sara and Kristen had already moved in, and they'd come to help me get my stuff inside when Linnea drove by with her family and all her stuff (but, weirdly, in KP's dad's car) and Sara and KP (this is Kristen) ran after the car to go say hello, and I decided my stuff would be fine where it was and went too. When we caught up with her, Mrs Piel (KP's mom) said that we all had to go see the music building, which was nothing at all like Jewett, which is the real music building at Wellesley. It was interesting, architecturally speaking, but also not made of concrete. It had all of these oddly placed beams that arched across open spaces. Anyway, we walked through a big open room (performance hall, I guess!) and we started to walk through this really narrow room: the room ran perpendicular to the path we were walking on, and it was probably 15 feet long and maybe 5 feet wide, and it was full of chairs. There was a girl all the way at one end playing a violin (I think), and then some guy sitting right next to the door we were walking through. He stopped us and told us that everyone has to learn to play the viola before going any farther (which, now that I think about it, could have meant musically speaking, or literally in terms of passing him), but I thought he was being creepy and just sort of pushed by him. He then whipped out his viola - but it was a viola de gamba - and proceeded to play something. Kp, Nea (Linnea), Sara, and I just kept going though. The next room was just like Dillon Music, with all of the amazing things that could interest me (well, it was the first room of DM - the room with the mutes and the knick-knacks and the CDs and cases. But the rest of it was just beyond! I was looking at something, when someone called that Sara had found a bass flute, and we should come and listen to her play it. Sooo I headed back out (but the room with the viola/violin players was gone) and there was Sara with this gigantic THING on the ground. I think, if anything, it was a contra-flute. If they exist. It had waaay too many curves in it to be a bass flute. So, well, she played something on it. Then I woke up.
Weird, eh?
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