My Blade Of Love

Chapter One

*picture above is Mia*

*Mia's POV*
My anxiety just about tips over the edge as I reach for the door handle. taking deep breaths I slowly wrap my fingers around the cool metal and pull before I can change my mind. A strong gust of air pushes it's way out of the small lobby. I'm the only one here besides a tiny, purple-haired woman behind the counter.

Out of habit I pull the sleeves of my white sweater past my wrists and drop my hands to run over the smooth leather of my leggings.

I step up to the counter and the girl looks up and sends a small smile my way. I shift my weight from foot to foot. "I'm here for my guitar lesson.. I'm Mia"

She beams at my shyness "You are just the cutest thing!" She giggles. "Right this way, Tyler should be ready now." I blush and nod before I begin following her past the desk and through two double doors.

This room is slightly bigger. The largest wall is covered with all types of guitars. There's a drum set in the adjacent corner, and a plastic covered couch pressed against the wall opposite of the guitars. Next to the couch there are two more doors; one is the bathroom and I can't make out the other.

I pull my tongue ring between my teeth and suck on it as I wait for this "Tyler".

After waiting for a few minutes with Purple-hair taping her foot impatiently, she screams "Tyler, stop watching porn and get out here!"

A door that I hadn't noticed before opens and a tall man comes through. He has a thick chest that I can see through his Slipknot t-shirt. He pauses as he stares right at me and I duck my head as a faint blush comes up the sides of my cheeks.

A door closes and I glance up to see Purple-hair has left and Tyler is still staring at me. I pull down my sleeves and he shakes his head and throws a small smile at me.

"I'll be right back, okay?" His deep voice almost echoes around the room and I repress the urge to shiver. I nod and he leaves through the door I had come through. Realizing the coast is clear, I step up to the wall of guitars and run my hands across the strings of one. There has to be at least 15 electrics on this wall. Suddenly the door slams shut again and I jump, drop my hands, and turn around.

"Sorry to scare you" A blonde haired man says through a mouthful of.. Pancakes? I giggle.

"It's alright" I look down at my hands as he begins to stare at me as well, curiously. He whistles, shakes his head, and leaves through the other door as Tyler comes back in.

He pulls up a chair and turns it backwards to straddle it. Then he crosses his arms over the back and rests his head on it. He gestures for me to take the other seat, so I comply.

After a while of him staring at me, again, he hands me an acoustic. "Show me what you know"

I place some hair behind my ear to get it out of my face before pulling up my legs to sit Indian-style in the chair. I strike a few notes and begin to play I survive by We Came As Romans. He gapes and self consciously I drop my hands from the strings and let the hair fall back in front of my face.

"Well, you clearly know acoustic pretty well.... What about electric?" I shake my head.

"Never played" I whisper. He takes the guitar from my arms and places it back onto the wall.

"It's basically the same playing technique, except you can do riffs." He turns back to me and hands me the electric guitar he had in his hands. "Try it." He plugs it in and I pluck a few notes before settling in to the chorus of War Is The Answer by Five Finger Death Punch.

He smiles and when I'm finished with the chorus I gesture to the drum set. "You play?" He nods and stands from the chair and turns it right before reaching a hand out to me. I flinch away and he frowns and drops his hand. "Sorry." I whisper.

"It's no problem." I stand and ask if he would play for me. A smile lights up his face and I can't help but to grin back. "If you'll play with me." I slowly nod.

He picks up two sticks on the way back to the set, then he sits down. I place myself onto the ground with the guitar in my lap.

Which song do you want to do?" He asks. A think for a minute.

"Do you know...?" Then I begin the play A Trophy Fathers Trophy Son. He smiles and nods and begins to join in. Half way through, he gets distracted, staring at me again, and accidentally punched through one of the drums. My mouth pops open in surprise and I stop playing. A giggle rises up my throat and soon we're both laughing uncontrollably.

Then, Purple-hair sticks her head in the room, smiling at our laughter. "Your ride is here." I nod and I begin to calm my giggles. I stand and place my hands out to where Tyler fell of his stool. Another giggle escapes my lips as he looks up at me. When he places his hands in mine, tingles shoot up my arms and he almost falls over as I drop my arms.

I place my sweater covered hands over my mouth to block a giggle. "Sorry"

He chuckles "It's alright, Mia, but you'd probably better get going." Something about the way he said my name made me want to stay, but I nodded and walked out the front door to where my mom was waiting.