Callie
			           Chapter Seventeen
					Violin
	The tiny gold chain slipped into place and the sparkling vioiln rested
against my neck. I loved the necklace, it symbolized the two things I love
mostly dearly, my violin and Taylor. I was wearing a plain blue dress that
ended about two inches above my knee. It wasn't fancy at all, but the
necklace dressed it up. I swept my hair up into a french twist and applied lip
gloss. For a person that detests dresses I was pretty dressed up. I grabbed my
purse and some paper and a pen for note taking and walked downstairs to get
my mom to drop me off at the Olive Garden. Taylor was supposed to meet
me there in ten minutes. The Olive Garden is no expensive French resteraunt,
but it's a place both of us enjoy and it's also fairly inexpensive, then we would
take a taxi to the philharmonic and my parents would drive him home.
	As I was about to leave I saw  Taylor and Ike heading out to their
vehicle. I stepped in the car and before I knew it I was already there. My
mom kisses me goodbye and promised to pick us up at ten thirty. Shhortly
after I stepped out Taylor pulled up and he escorted me inside. I had mixed
feelings, I felt love for him as he looked dashing in khakis and a denim, shirt,
but I felt rage for him because of our argument, yet forgiveness because of the
beautiful necklace.
	We sat at dinner and made small talk. For some reason I couldn't relax
around him. It's awful when your best freind makes you terribly
uncomfortable. I knew from the first kiss that this was all a big mistake,
obviously Taylor didn't and I didn't want to hurt him because after all I valued
his friendship more than anything. We split the bill and left in the big yellow
taxi. We arrived at the arts center and got seated.
	The strain of  the note A from the concertmaster followed by a
multitude of sound as tuning procedures were performed. I quickly scribbled
down notes about bow hold and wrists and third position, while Taylor sat.
After five minutes passes he looke dover at me with that "We really have to
sit through another hour of this" look. I whispered into his ear that I had to do
this for orchestra.
	"Why can't I ever be more important than your violin." he whispered
back.
	"Since I had to find something to fill the gaping whole in my heart
since you left."
	"I'm back now."
	"Not for long the violin will always be there, the soothing strains
whispering a melody of life and love."
	"Enough with this poetic crap," he hissed."This was a date not a time
for you to talk about how great the violin is."
	"No Taylor," I solumnly replied,"This was a lesson that taught us that
are love of music was driving us apart from each other, not closer and showin
each other our true selves." I grasped the tiny violin pendant and pulled. The
clasp opened and I place it into Taylors hand he squeezed it shut and sat there
fuming. During the intermission he stood up and left, leaving me alone with
my one great love.