Always has been you

Singing with you

Amelia:
Days passed. But my friendships with me and Isaac was growing. We were walking around Mexico everyday.

I know he wants something to keep himself up. Today I wanted to meet with my students and go in field and sing with our guitars. And I wanted to invite Isaac.

Now, I'm with Isaac. Now I have to do my shot to invite him.

"So, Isaac! I wanted to tell you something."

"Is something life changing?"

"No. You know when you wanted something new?"

"Yeah.."

"Do you want to with me and my students to sing? Somewhere near nature."

"I'm down!"

It's perfect, after we discussed about what time we should met we both went to our houses, for him hotel.

I was thinking about him. He knows me so much, in only short time, mom told me not to trust someone that fast. But I feel him close to him, I feel something for him, but I can't describe what I feel for him, I could think about him as a best friend. But we know that a boy and a girl can't be just friends, anyway I have to concentrate about the meet with my students .

Isaac:
Those days were amazing with Amelia. But again I don't know what to think about her. I want to think that she's a good friend.

But I'm really happy that she invited me to go with her and her students in nature.

Amelia:
We arrived there. It was so beautiful there, we were singing, laughing. My students were asking non stop how we met and if we were a couple. But no we weren't.

Isaac, was the most famous person from the group, we laughed with him, he had amazing jokes. It felt amazing him being my side.

Isaac:
It felt amazing. Seeing them playing guitar was relaxing . I started falling in love with guitar. The way are the strings, the neck, the colours.

I wanted to ask Amelia to be my teacher, and I will ask her. They teached me a little bit about guitar. Again, I feel nervous around Amelia, it's weird I had to feel free around her. But maybe I'm in love with her.

I was remembering about the nights we spent together, how we talked about our problems, our validations, what we want from our lives. She just understand me, like she's been through these things that I'm telling her.

She was happy, singing with her guitar. Her eyes were sparkling when she plays guitar. I love how she's always happy. We sang Mexican songs, we laughed, we talked about this dream being a musician, but the kids were asking me what is it being an F1 driver, and more.

The birds were singing along with us, the trees had the same green when I was little and running with my sister and playing along.

Time went and we were home. We had such an amazing vibe. I loved it. I was with Amelia, all silent still I really want to ask her to be my teacher.

We were still walking until I asked.

"Amelia, can I tell you something?"

"Yeah, sure..."

"I wanted to tell you that I'm in love."

"With me?"

"No, no, I'm in love with guitar."

"Really? How?"

"After all these days being with you, with your kids and your guitar I started to love playing the guitar, and as you know I know how to play a little bit of guitar."

"I know, you demonstrated me today."

I forgot to tell, I played a little bit.

"I wanted to ask you, do you want to be my teacher?" I asked.

She stayed a longer time to answer.

"I will pay the hours."

"No, it's not about that, it's hard to think but yeah, you could be my students." She said smiling.

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

"But I will pay for the guitar and everything."

"No, our first our will be free!"

"Amelia, c'mon!"

"No Isaac, I do in my old way!"

"Is this your old way?"

"Yes, the first hour will be just to know how is the guitar, and learn about music."

"Cool!"

"Well, I will see you tomorrow!" She said and hugged me tight.

"Tomorrow then!"

She wants some steps and then she turned to me and said.

"Your first hour will not learning any songs!"

"Okay teacher!"

"Good!"
Then she vanished. I was all alone, I was happy, being with her. I like when she hugs me, I like when she looks at me, I love her sparkly eyes. But now she will be my new teacher, let's see how will be Amelia being my teacher.