Arus sits up and had noticed her eyes on him. Not sure why but it made him feel even shyer than he already was. He shook his head as he wasn't sure why but he actually felt like he mattered around her. He blushed deeply as her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. Looking away. "Mathias Andrews." He repeats. Not knowing if she heard him or not. He blinked when she said don't answer that or she might faint. "Oops...I just did." he says. Blushing a bit and looked down. Nodding his head. "Yeah. A charity to help people who were in horrible situations like I was before this school found me and accepted me into their program." He says softly. He lifted his head. "They hated me because my grandmother, whom I've never met, made them keep me. They were supposably supposed to give me to my grandmother when I turned a year old. They kidnapped me and abused me. Beating me or demeaning me. I had to beg on the streets since I was three years old. That is just a summary of what my life was like before Amy found and saved me." He says softly.<br/><br/>Laughing a tiny bit at the cute little noise. "You made such a cute sound just then. It was really adorable...in a grown up sort of way." He says. Blushing deep red as he realized he said that out loud. "Didn't mean to say it outloud though." He says softly. Standing back up. "Please don't. I wear a wig as Mathias and prescription shades. That way nobody will know its me...Arus thats up on stage. I'm the bands keyboardist." He looks at her. "My secret though is...I can't read sheet music. I play by ear. If I hear a song once I can play it on the piano or keyboard." He looked away. "No matter what I just can't read sheet music. Its all by ear." He leads her out of the music room and down the hall. "You don't think I'm weird just cuz I'm shy do you?" He asks softly. "My mother said girls don't like shy guys."