<strong>"No,"</strong>Jaden whispered to himself. He leaned back in his chair to think for a second. He examined the notes on the computer screen for a minute and, stroking his chin, contemplated about what chord would sound the best. He leaned back forward, the computer screen illuminating his face, and made another chord.<strong>"All right,"</strong>he said to himself.<strong>"Let's try this again."</strong>He played his, what he called, his "Sonata in progress" from the very beginning.<br/><br/>It was a slow tempo waltz and, to Jaden's ear, it was very beautiful.<em>"Dammit!"</em>He yelled in his mind as the same chord he was working on came up. He leaned back in his chair again. Frustrated, he decided it was time to go to sleep. He saved his composition and shut down his computer. A big<strong>THUD</strong>could be heard from somewhere in the frat house. It nearly made Jaden jump to his ceiling. With a confused look on his face, he opened his door and looked down the hall, first to his left and then to his right.<br/><br/>Not seeing anything, he shrugged it off, laid in his bed and shut the light off. He would've began falling asleep but something was keeping him up. A smell.<em>"What is that?"</em>he thought. It wasn't a bad smell, in fact, it smelt quite good. Jaden sighed as he got back up out of bed and put on some pants.<strong>"It smells like...spaghetti?"</strong>He questioned to himself. He looked over at the time.<strong>"Who is making food this late?"</strong>He questioned again. Jaden began walking towards the smell, more than likely coming from the kitchen.