{Michael}פ{James}
{On the beach with Harriet}{In the lake with Amber}
{On the beach with Harriet}{In the lake with Amber}
פ Michael stopped in his tracks as Harriet maneuvered in front of him. He was surprised by her offer, and smiled warmly. "Sure." he agreed, with a casual shrug identical to his twin's. He stole a glance at Verity as she giggled over her book. I wonder what she's finding so amusing... Michael snapped his attention back to Harriet. "Your call." he told her. "But I think we should let James and his new friend alone." He smirked, smoothing a strand of damp black hair from his bright blue eyes. He looked up sharply as two other boys came racing towards the beach.
פ "So you can draw straight out of your head." Jame's blue eyes widened, impressed. He tilted his head slightly, noticing that she had quite a nice smile. "I play a lot of stuff." James said vaguely, then mentally kicked himself for it. "I'm into almost every type of music so I don't really discriminate when it comes to playing." He explained. "I do different things with each instrument though; like for piano, I like to play clasical and soundtracks." A passion had crept into his voice as he spoke about his musi. "Drums, as you can imagine, are much more fun to play along to hardcore rock. And with guitar, I play most everything. I compose a lot of my own music too." James stopped suddenly, a look of bashfulness on his face "Sorry" he chuckled apoligetically for his rambling. "I get a little carried away sometimes."
















