Imagine:
"I don't know...I just can't decide between the two." You're looking for an electric guitar because you've made the decision to learn the instrument. You like the way the two sound, and they're both beautiful. One is a dark blue metallic Fender Stratocaster with a white pick guard. The other is a Cherry sunburst Gibson Les Paul (MUCH more expensive, but you really like it). You're trying to choose and having a hard time of it when you hear a gorgeous sound come from an amp behind you. Turning around, you see a tall, handsome blonde with the most beautiful eyes you have ever seen in your entire life wailing away on a guitar, the brand of which you didn't recognize. You're mesmorized as you watch him play, staring at his perfect guyliner every once in a while. He looks up and sees you, and you turn away. You're blushing very hard, so you keep your concentration on the two guitars you originally had in mind...but you did like the sound of the one he was playing. Suddenly, you hear a voice right behind you.
"So what did you think of the way that guitar sounded?"
You turn around to find the very attractive guitar guy standing a foot away from you. Trying to form some semblance of words, you manage to reply "It was incredible!" He smiles at you and your heart melts. Is he real? Snapping back to reality, you finally muster up the courage to speak back to him.
"I really like the sound of it. It looks cool, too. I've never seen that brand before, but that could be because I've never played guitar before. I'm here trying to pick out my first guitar, one I can learn on."
He thinks for a moment and points behind him. "Come with me. I'll help you pick out the perfect guitar for you." He takes you to a wall of guitars and takes one off. He hands it to you and gives you a pick. "Try this one." You feel your face flush as you respond "I...I don't even know how to play a chord yet." I am SO embarrassed right now you think as you look down at the floor and bite your lip. He chuckles and says "No worries. Here, put your fingers like this." He places your hand in a position. "Good, now strum with your right hand." You do as you're told and to your surprise, a good sound resonates from the guitar. "That's E minor. It's the easiest chord to play, for a beginner." You smile brightly as you try it again and the same chord rings out. "How does it feel? Can you hold it alright? Is it too heavy for you?" He asks a bunch of questions which you answer promptly.
After a while of playing E minor on a variety of guitars, you settle on one you never would have chosen if it hadn't have been for this extremely handsome stranger. It's a Schecter Synyster Gates Custom guitar. A bit pricy, but you don't care. You're willing to pay for the sound you want. "Thank you, uh...erm, I don't believe I got your name," you tell him. A shy half-smile graces his face as he says "I'm Dalton, and you are?"
"I'm Carsen. Thanks again, Dalton. I really like this guitar."
"You're welcome," he says. He begins to slowly walk away.
"Hey, Dalton?" He stops in his tracks and turns back to you. "Yeah?"
"Can you teach me another chord, if it's not too much trouble?" Really, you just wanted to be around him as long as you could, but you could always learn another chord. What was the harm?
He walks back to you and stands directly behind you. He gently places your left hand in position and carefully places your right arm in a strumming position. Just to make sure you're in a good way, he begins moving your right hand up and down against the strings. You can feel his breath on your neck as the C major chord bounces around the room. You stop playing, but he doesn't move.
"Any more chords you want me to teach you," he says softly. You have to fight hard not to say ALL OF THEM to him. Dalton was irresistible, and you couldn't get enough.
"You're a really good teacher, but I think the store is closing. Maybe you could show me more outside of this place," you say hopefully. He moves away from you. I hope I didn't just scare him off, you think as you turn and face him.
"I would love to teach a beautiful girl like you more about guitar outside of this place." He hands you a piece of paper and walks out. You open it and see Call me. 793-555-0297.
A week goes by and you finally call the number. "Hello?"
"Hi, is this Dalton?"
"Yes, who is this?" You hesitate for a moment.
"It's Carsen, fro-"
"Carsen! Hey, yeah! Are you ready for some guitar lessons?"
"Yes, I am!"
"Great. Swing by the address I'm about to text to you in an hour. I'll provide the guitars."
The address is a park. You walk to the location he sent you to and find a couple of chairs set up under the shade of a big oak tree. As you sit down, you feel a guitar being placed over your head. You look up and before you can say a word, Dalton's lips are on yours. Is this accidental, or did he do this on purpose you wonder. He breaks the kiss and says "I've been wanting to do that since I met you in the guitar store." He's blushing. You play an E minor chord and say "Me, too." He leans back to you and kisses you once more.
"I'm really glad we met, Carsen. I know we don't know each other that well yet, but...will you go out with me?"
You can barely contain your excitement as you kiss his cheek and whipser "Yes."
Author's Note
I know it's not the best, but I gave it a shot. This was off the top of my head, so I really hope you like it! If you want an IM5 Imagine, tweet me @AradiaLovesIM5!
