"Miss Dana, your excitement is spilling all over the place." Miss Fiora gently reprimanded her.
The time was quarter to twelve, the morning practice finished at twelve. She would have a one-hour lunch break, then at exactly one in the afternoon, she'd back on practice. But not today. Today is Grand's birthday, and once the clock struck twelve she would be free for the day.
"I'm sorry," she murmured her apology.
She was too aware of the clock ticking on the wall. Her heart beats with the hand of time, in anticipation of meeting Grand.
"Why don't we stop here?" she told her as she stood up from her chair next to the piano.
"But--Miss Fiora…" she felt guilty with the elation in her heart. The idea of being dismissed from practice a few minutes earlier adds up to her excitement.
"A few minutes won't make a difference now, but after today, I won't tolerate this. Understand?"
