Jesse sat down at the keyboard, lightly pressing the on button. She kne wit was weird, but she loved hearing the sound it made when it was usable. there was just something about it that made her smile. Perhaps it was the fact that she could now use her fingers to bring the musci to life. Of it could simply be her love of playing the piano. Whatever it was, it made her happy.

Jesse pressed her finger son the keys, lightly, playing a small scale before positioning her hands to the right keys. Music form the keyboard filled the room, as Moonlight Sonata emitted from the speakers of the keyboard in front of her. Jesse had always been a fast lreaner, and she simply loved learning songs on the piano.

Wandering into her music class, Hikaru looked at the clock. She was about five minutes late, but she didn't really care that much. She was originally planning on skipping this class, anyway. For some reason, she changed her mind. Mostly because she wanted to be able to sing. Possibly play the piano a bit.
She walked over to a table and sat down. She started to hum the scales before she began to sing.

satte itta ano shiyo no me wa
ano shiyo no wa
boku wo kogasu shita
taiyou no shita kawaki kitte
kanojyo wa shin da, shin da itta


Hikaru never was into rock music, but if she had to listen to one rock band, it was Art-School. She loved their lyrics.
She stopped singing for a moment when she realized that there was someone playing the keyboard. She would have played the piano, but she didn't want to interrupt the chick.
That was one way to get Hikki's respect almost automatically, playing music. She shrugged and decided she would just listen to the girl play.

Jesse was very into the music she was playing. Her mother had a taste for classical music, and while Jesse was a rocker chick, she did have quite the appreciation for classical music. So her fingers moved freely along each key, her eyes closed. It was a very soothing act to say the least.

Once Jesse was done, she allowed the sound to echo the room for a moment, before releasing her fingers from the keys. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, smiling. She had gotten that just right that time. Practice made perfect...and perfection had it's upsides...Though she'd be first to admit she was far from perfect. "(Perfect)." Jesse spoke in finnish, not realising she had a listener.