The way you speak.
We were so close that I could perceive the lavender as if it was on me. My heart raced faster and my face was hot, I was embarrassed and wanted to run out of the theater. You smiled and extended your hand for a handshake.
I still remembered the words you spoke. You weren't speaking too fast like I was, because I was shy and nervous, no, you spoke calmly and with tenderness to each word.
"Hi, I'm Cole Anderson. You probably already know that."
You took your time pronouncing each word, and your voice was soothing to the ear. It was like music, no wonder you joined the music class. I was too shocked to do anything and ended up leaving you hanging.
Because of how long she stayed, I thought she was irritated by me and wanted me to leave. Which I was about to do.
I managed to muster enough strength to shake you and spew some words.
"H-hi, Karen Heyford."
Your touch was soft and it sent shivers down my spine. Your hand was soft, I didn't want to let go of your hand, I wished I could stay that way forever. You must have noticed my nervousness because you chuckled after I let go of your hand.
That wasn't how I felt. "It was cute, she was cute." That was what kept running through my head.
"Blake told me you were worried because I wasn't in school. Thank you for asking."
You were teasing me, cause like who says that to a girl? You do. I was finally talking to you but didn't know what to say. you caught me off guard, I wasn't ready to speak to you, yet. For the rest of the week, I kept screaming into my pillow anytime I recalled that moment, what if you never want to speak to me again because you found me boring? All I did was either nod or say nothing more than five words. I still can't believe that I became comfortable around you later on.
You gestured to the guitar on my lap.
"Do you know how to play?" You questioned.
I asked because I thought since she just enrolled, she probably doesn't know how to play. I was taking a liking for her and wanted to get closer to her.
I looked down at the guitar and shook my head no.
"N-not well," I stuttered.
I almost fainted when you suggested we should play a song together. That was one of the best moments in my life. I felt like the main female character in an anime when the boy they liked is finally talking to them.
You reached for the guitar behind me. Everywhere you looked in the theater had a musical instrument, why the one behind me? There was one on a table a few steps in front of us, but you took the one behind me.
I was also nervous, a little maybe, I didn't want to walk long getting the guitar and then return, I knew I was going to fumble if I walk too far.
The heat of your body was radiating and it made a spark ignite between us, that was the beginning of something beautiful. You sat back down and placed the guitar on your lap, ready to play. You looked at me and asked what my favorite song was.
I couldn't think well so I just blurt out anything that made its way out of my mouth.
"The 1, Taylor Swift."
I barely even listen to that song. I was biting myself on the inside. I was so embarrassed. Cole if you knew the way I was feeling at that moment, you would have hated me. I tried to hold back a scream anytime you spoke. It was exhilarating.
I don't think I would have.
At this point, everyone was staring at us. I knew because we were the only two in the back of the room and everywhere had gone silent. The teacher still didn't arrive. And to my surprise, you started playing the guitar, you played for a while before you started singing the lyrics of the song.
Everyone was now staring at us. I thought you were crazy, why were you doing this? What was happening? I was dreaming. Even now while writing this, I still can't believe that was real.
Little by little as you sang the song, I started feeling closer and less shy around you. It sounded like you were the one that sang the song...
Do you know what it felt like? Like you were singing the song to me. I wasn't me anymore, I think my subconsciousness took over because I picked up my guitar and also started following the song you played.
I was glad I didn't mess up. Taylor Swift was one of my favorite artists so I listen to her songs often, and that came in handy.
And just like that, everyone in the room too started singing along with us. You sang like two more songs before the teacher came in, I can't remember.
It was five
It felt like a dream. I was expecting to wake up on my bed, but nope, it was damn real. Everything was real. You spoke to me, and we had a... moment together before everyone else RUINED it.
I chuckled.
When the teacher entered, you didn't stop, and neither did everyone around, we kept singing till we were done with the whole song.
After that day for the rest of music class, you sat next to me, even the teacher thought we were a couple. It was funny and slightly terrifying. And I kinda liked it.
It just felt nice sitting next to her. I loved the calmness. Sometimes she doesn't say anything and we just sat there playing music.
End of chapter.
