Gasoline

Chapter 2

The boy stared at me strangely. And then I realized I hadn't answered his question, because I was too busy staring at him. "Yeah you're at the right spot..." I told him quickly and then turned away so I wasn't staring for any longer. The 6 other singers entered the theatre and soon after my teacher did. I sat on the stage in the circle along with the rest of my friends in the class. There were 4 girls, all outgoing and talented. Along with 2 boys who honestly just sat and admired the rest of us.

As I was zoning out I felt something hit my knee. I looked up and saw the boy who entered the theatre staring at me. His smile was so beautiful and his blue eyes stared into my soul and made me feel intimidated, but I kinda liked the feeling. "My names Michael" he stated with a smirk. "Hi" I replied still thinking about his smile. He laughed at me. "Are you gonna tell me your name?" He asked. "Oh yes, my name is Ashley." I told him. "Ashley, it's nice to meet you. Do you sing? Oh wait we are in a singing class so of course you sing... Stupid question." He laughed nervously. "Yes I sing. And judging from you showing up to a singing class that I've never seen you at before I assume you sing as well?" I told him, finally getting the courage to talk to him. "A little bit" he smirked.

Mrs Sivan came up on stage. "Hello guys, we have a new person in the Chicago theatre singing class. Why don't you stand up and introduce yourself." She motioned to him from the other side of the stage. "Hi I'm Michael, I've actually lived in the city my whole life but just recently changed schools. I like to sing, and I play the guitar. I saw this flyer in my new high school today and thought I would check it out." He told us. "Well what high school did you transfer to?" Mrs Sivan asked. "Lincoln Park high school." All the girls in the singing class stared at him admiring his mouth as he spoke. And then it dawned at me... That's my high school.