My guitar instructor [OneShot]

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I was browsing on Facebook. My friend Joyce says that I can find a private guitar tutor here for a cheap price. She also said that they're not that professional who works as a teacher, she said that they're just about our ages or close to our age, teaching how to play guitar for just a cheap price.

I sighed as I was looking here in Facebook. I cannot find someone in here. So I decided to send a Facebook message to Joyce.

Hey there Joycey duck. I can't find someone here to teach me guitar. D'you know someone who can teach me for a small price? PUH-LEASE help me Joycey duck. I'll treat you something special that you like if you find me a guitar tutor.~

Then, I click SEND.

After 5 minutes, she replied to me. She gave me a link. I click the link she sends me. Then, I saw a guy. I stumbled when I saw his picture. He looks familiar to me. I swear, I saw him somewhere before, I just can't remember him.

Then, seconds of browsing his timeline. I hit Add as a friend. Then, go back to the news feed. I was searching for something awesome here in the news feed, when I noticed that the guy I juss add a minutes ago accepted my request. I smiled.

I send him a message that I'm looking for a guitar tutor, and the price he was asking for was just under my budget. I'm lucky that I have found someone who can teach me how to play with my guitar. We decided to meet up in starbucks inside the pavillon, tomorrow after school. I take a look at my clock, and its already 10 p.m!

OH MY! I need to go to sleep, I have a class tomorrow at 7:00 in the morning. And this time, if im gonna be late again tomorrow, I will not be able to continue that first subject and that she will immediately give me a failing grade. I need to wake up early tomorrow. I felt tired and went to bed quickly but fell asleep rather quickly.

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The next day,

I woke up early, I'm terrified to go to school late so, 6 in the morning I ask dad to drive me to the school this early. He was shocked when I asked him that. Maybe that's because he wasn't use to driving me to school so early. While on our way to school, I tell my dad about the guitar tutor, and that we will meet up after my class.

"So, I'm gonno be late dad. Is it okay?"

"Of course sweetheart. Just be careful. Okay?" - dad

"Yay! Thanks dad." I give him a quick bye and kiss and enter the school.

I go to my locker first to pick up my books. I check my guitar if it's still in there. Ha! Good thing that our locker was huge so I can keep my guitar.

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After couple of hours,

"Class dismiss." - Teacher

Yey! Our class just ended. I'm excited! I can't wait to meet him, cant wait to learn how to play guitar. During class hours, Joyce and I , just talking and talking without the teacher scolding us to keep quiet. Were hustlers when it comes to talking. They cant notice us that were the ones who's noisy. Joyce and my other friend Clarisse offered that they will come with me in Pavillon mall, theyre also gonna buy something for our project.

"Okay. Take care Allyson!" They said and go. They said if something went wrong they are just in the National bookstore.

I nervously sent him a text message telling him that I'm here. I got his cell phone number yesterday so that I would be able to call him or txt him when we meet up. I went inside the starbucks and find a better place to sit at. I looked around as I trudged through it with my guitar in my hand. I still can't find him. So I decided to call him.