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Margaret rubbed her eyes as she came downstairs and entered the living room where the noise had woke her up from her sleep.
Once her vision readjusted, it was only El setting up his piano.

He told her last night that he had a friend coming over.
He also told her about the Natalie situation and she knew she was right all along, she couldn't trust that girl. But other than that, she is looking forward to meeting his friend. His name is Lamont.

"Well, good morning, doll."
El was finished setting up his piano.

He made his way towards her and pecked her cheek.
Margaret smirked, giving him a simple wave.

"I'm so sorry for waking you up. Putting up this piano is hard, I usually don't have no problems."
El apologized, explaining.

Margaret chuckled as she shook her head.
"Maybe because you're small and that thing is too heavy to pick up."

El nodded his head.
"I should have asked a helping hand."
He raised his brows at her.

Margaret threw her hands up.
"Oh no, no! I am not about to break my back picking up that piano."

El laughed.
"I know you're not, just playing with you."
He pinched her cheek and walk past her to open the door.

Margaret grabbed a pillow as she plopped down on the couch and rested her chin on it.

"Your house is really nice."
Lamont complimented.

"Appreciate it and this right here."
El pointed making Lamont followed his gaze.

"My girl, Margaret."
Margaret smiled as she held her hand out.

Lamont latched his hand onto hers as he smiled back.
"Nice to meet you, miss Margaret."

"Nice to meet you as well, Lamont."
Their hands let go as El and Lamont walk over to his piano.

She looked out of the window until it was time for them to play with their instruments.

"Not only you could play the piano but my guitar too?! Dude, you're really talented."
Lamont complimented as he gave him an high five.

Margaret giggled.

"Yeah, I've learned from the best. My brother. He is an inspiration."
El tells him as they walked off into the kitchen.

While they were playing, Margaret studied El as he was getting more into the music. It was the facial expressions he made that clarified to her that he really has love for music. Him and Lamont was a perfect combination.

"Margaret!"
Margaret was about to watch TV until her name was being called in the kitchen. She got up and went.

"Yes?"
She answered as she stood at the threshold.

"Sing Where Is The Love by Donny and Roberta with me."
He insisted.

Margaret blushed and nodded her head.
"Ok, I'll try, my voice isn't at it's best."

"Oh girl! Your voice is the best. You could sound good with a sore throat."
El joked as her and Lamont laughed.

Margaret cleared her throat as she begin to sing.
"Where is the love?"

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