Best Love Stories
Love's Song Part 2
Love's
Song Part 1
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“Yuri, have you packed all your
things?”
Susan Kowan called from downstairs.
“Your plane to England leaves at six!”
Yuri stuffed the rest of her clothes into her suitcase
and snapped the suitcase shut.
“Almost done, Mother!” the sixteen years
old called back.
She hesitated as she looked at a picture of her and
Simon. Her brother would have been nineteen if he
hadn’t died. He had his arm around Yuri in the
picture and they were both smiling happily.
It has been almost a year since the death of her brother. Yuri
never really got over the tragic incident but much to her surprise,
life soon became normal again for all others, but never for Yuri.
A part of her had died and she knew it was her heart. The young
girl decided to attend a music orchestra school in England. After
Simon’s death, they never shut down the small beach house
Yuri’s brother owned, but nobody ever went there again.
However, everything inside was still working.
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Yuri buried her thoughts and quickly placed the picture
into her suitcase. She grabbed the suitcase and heaved
it downstairs where her mother was waiting for her.
“Come on, hurry up, dear.”
Mrs. Kowan beckoned, climbing into the driver’s
seat of their Fiat. The mother and daughter bided
each other goodbye at the airport. Susan Kowan kissed
Yuri on the cheek and told her to be careful.
Hours and hours later, the American Airlines flight
landed at the London airport. Yuri got off the airplane
along with the other passengers. The airport security
staff stood still like statues at every entrance.
The airport wasn’t crowded. The girl’s
eyes darted around for some sign of what she was looking
for - a person or people who represented the Carson
Music School.
Just then Yuri heard her name.
“Miss Yuri Kowan!”
She spun around. A boy dressed in a blue uniform gestured towards
her. He ran over and took her suitcase and escorted her to a small
group of people who were dressed similarly to him. The boy was
red-haired and freckled. His British accent was strong and he
seemed very polite.
“Miss Yuri, this is our president, Mr. Aaron Spiel. I’m
Randy.” The red-head introduced.
Yuri nodded and shook hands with Mr. Spiel.
“Welcome, Miss Kowan. We are honoured to have you attend
our music school.” Mr. Spiel said warmly.
“Thank you for coming all this way.”
They escorted Yuri to a van and rode to the school.
England was beautiful in an eerie way. Everything
in London was so formal and exquisite. Yuri thought
the architecture was unique and brilliant. They arrived
at a white marble building and went inside. Pictures
and portraits of the orchestra and extraordinary musicians
were hung all over the wall.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Yuri saw
a lock of slick blonde hair disappear at a corner
of the hallway. The girl’s breath got caught
in her chest as Simon’s silvery blonde hair
flashed across her mind. She dropped her suitcase
and ran to the hall where she had seen the boy. But
just then, the doors opened and a crowd of students
holding violins came out. Yuri searched frantically
for the boy but he was gone.
“Yuri, is anything wrong?” the voice of Randy brought
her back to her senses.
“Oh, nothing.”
Yuri hesitated, and then asked. “Is there a boy named Simon
Kowan in the orchestra?”
Randy looked at her, puzzled.
“No, Yuri. Do you know someone of that name?” he asked.
Yuri’s looked at Randy and shook her head.
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Later, Yuri was brought to a dormitory where there
were two beds. Randy brought Yuri to her bed, which
was on the far right.
“Yuri, I understand if you’re tired, but
in an hour time, there will be a welcome ceremony
for you. You can come if you wish.”
Randy set down her suitcase and walked out. The girl
peered around the dormitory and hung her clothes up
in a closet that she shared with the other girl. She
had just set down her picture of her and Simon when
the door opened and a girl entered. The girl glanced
at Yuri, walked up to her and held out her hand. Her
blonde curls were dangling from an expensive butterfly
hairpin.
“Hello, I’m Emily Radley. You share a room with me.”
The girl said abruptly in a superior tone. Yuri held out her own
hand and shook Emily’s.
“I’m Yuri Kowan.”
“Oh, so you’re the girl from America? Are you going
to the ceremony? I wouldn’t miss all the attention for the
world if I were you.”
Emily sat onto her own bed and popped a candy into her mouth.
“I play the viola, what about you?”
“I play the harp.” Yuri explained.
She did not feel like engaging in a conversation with anyone right
now, especially Emily. Emily seemed to read her thoughts and she
hopped off her bed.
“Well, I’m leaving.”
The girl slammed the door behind her.
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