Dulce’s fifth year at Sonora had begun and she was in no rush to see it end. The opening feast had the Headmaster declare her to be the Teppenpaw Prefect. Dulce was not surprised by this news. That wasn’t to say that she felt as though she stood out in any way that would get her noticed or anything like that. She had top marks in her classes, maybe that was noticed and she offered tutoring for other students that might have raised a couple of eyebrows in the staff, but those also didn’t think would have made Dulce stand out over all. No, if there had been more Teppenpaws in her year, Dulce was sure they would probably have been picked over her. Why? Because Dulce was not the most open and friendly person in the world. In fact, she generally just didn’t care about other people. She tried to, she really did. But, most of the time she just found them annoying and overly emotional.
On top of getting her Prefect badge, Dulce was also advised by her sister that she would have to lead the dance at the ball. Dulce was sure that the other prefects were probably overwhelmed and panicked over this idea, but Dulce only shrugged it off. If she didn’t have a date (and that was more than likely the case), she would simply not dance. What were they going to do about it? Take her badge away? She’d hand it over without a fight. A dance was not worth all this trouble.
School had only just started and Dulce was already exhausted. She knew CATS year would be a challenging year, but she had already read all of her books and begun practicing the spell work, so she figured she had a decent grasp of it. But that did not mean that she wasn’t getting headaches having to deal with all of it. She needed to find time to just let loose. And now she found some free time and she was going to do exactly that.
Sitting in front of the grand piano, Dulce cracked her knuckles and ran a few rounds of the keys before diving right into the song,
I want to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies You're so self-satisfied I don't need you I got to to break free God knows, God knows I want to break free
Queen was a muggle band, but she just loved them so. She heard them often on the radio. It was quite sad that the lead singer passed away so long ago. Singing it, Dulce knew she was adjusting the music to fit more her style. It was raw and definitely not spectacular, but music was her only true way of expression and making it her own was the epitome of using her voice to say something.
I've fallen in love I've fallen in love for the first time And this time I know it's for real I've fallen in love, yeah God knows, God knows I've fallen in love
It's strange but it's true (hey yea) I can't get over the way you love me like you do But I have to be sure When I walk out that door Oh how I want to be free baby Oh how I want to be free Oh how I want to break free
Dulce closed her eyes and played from memory. She could hear something once and repeat it. She wasn’t sure how she could do it, but it was like the notes were embedded into the folds of her brain. A true part of her. They spoke to her. Willed her. Made her whole. These were things that she knew others would never understand.
But life still goes on I can't get used to living without, living without, living without you by my side I don't want to live alone, hey God knows got to make it on my own So baby can't you see I've got to break free
Her fingers glided over the keys. Familiar and yet foreign. This was not her piano. It was simply a borrowed one. It would have to make do over the next ten months until she was home again and able to connect with her own piano. It was really an extension to herself.
I've got to break free I want to break free, yeah
I want I want I want I want to break free …
Dulce did finger work with the piano as she sang out the last words of the song before finally stopping all together. Satisfied and feeling better than she had since she had first stepped off the wagon.