~Amaya's POV~
I, Amaya Ikeda, am now officially a primary school art's and music teacher in this city. This is what I have been waiting for. It's what I've been studying for. But no amount of study can prepare me for my first day at a new school community. I was starting to get nervous as I was escorted down the school halls by Mr. Stewart. He headed to the last classroom of the hall: Room number 115. He opened the door to reveal about 20 students sitting at their desks.
"Good morning students"
"Good morning Mr. Stewart" They all chanted together. I couldn't help but smile as I looked around the room.
"Kid's I would like to introduce you too your new art and music teacher, Miss. Ikeda. She will take over every Wednesday, Thursday and Friday afternoons for your art and music classes. She is quite a world famous pianist. Make sure you make her feel welcome"
"Good morning Miss Ikeda" I put on my best smile.
"Good morning guys"
"Now since we are done with the welcomes, how about we head to the music room for your first lesson with Miss Ikeda" The class quietly got in line to head to the music room. "Would someone like to lead the way? This is Miss Ikeda's first time on the school grounds" A little boys with orange hair put his hand up. "Ah, thank you Chris" He walked up front, stood in front of me and smiled.
"Miss Ikeda, Welcome to our school. I hope we can hear you play the piano before class starts" I smiled brightly at him. He was just too cute.
"Thank you Chris and if the rest of you want to hear me I'd be happy to play for you all." I looked over at the others and they smiled and nodded. Chris headed towards the music room and we all followed. The music room was in another area of school, near the assembly hall. Mr. Stewart opened the door and we walked in. It was quite a big music room. A grand piano in one corner, classroom chairs and tables in the middle with a Smart Board in front (Man you should see the Smart Boards if you haven't already) and musical instruments locked in a storage room.
"Here you are Miss. Ikeda. The music room and all it's glory."
"Miss Ikeda, could you play for us now?" A little girl in a wheelchair asked me. I nodded and I walked over to the piano. I sat down on the piano chair and lifted the key lid.
"What would you like to hear?"
"Something slow"
"No! Something fast" Everyone agreed on a fast song and I thought of the perfect piece.
"Alright, hold on to your hats" I played, Liszt Grand Galop Chromatique (Personal Fav ^_^ - .com/watch?v=rYUx1-PpHAo) they all 'awed' at my fast hands moving. I finished and they clapped: Including Mr. Stewart.
"Well done Miss. Ikeda, you certainly live up to your name. Alright, I've got a few things to do for the rest of the day. I'll leave you kids to Miss. Ikeda's care."
"Goodbye Mr. Stewart" They all said. They then all looked towards me.
"Right, well first things first, I should get to know your names, don't you agree?" They giggled and said their full names. I hope they don't expect me to learn their names on this first day. "Alright, now that I know your names, how about we start learning about the keyboard shall we"
I taught them the key notes on the keyboard/piano. They had loads of fun thinking of sentences so they can remember the stave letters, E-G-B-D-F and F-A-C-E. They had fun with the activities I gave them and they had a play on the supplied keyboards. I also gave them a bit of homework. After a while, I lost track of time. It was now time for the kids to go home.
"Thank you Miss. Ikeda. I learnt a lot today" I giggled at Helen.
"It's no problem Helen, it's my job after all" She nodded smiling and went on her way.
"Miss Ikeda?" I looked behind me to see Chris.
"What is it Chris?" He looked up at me shyly and smiled.
"I want to tell you what a great teacher you are. I learnt so much today." I smiled.
"Aww, thanks Chris, you don't know how much your words mean to me" He smiled.
"Miss Ikeda? I'm hosting a home party this Friday. Would you like to come? Mr. Stewart is invited" I smiled again. A 12 year old child is hosting a house party? That's new. (Okay I know they decided that morning but obviously I've changed it)
"I would love too" His smile got bigger and I giggled.
"That's great. You can meet my uncle, you might have heard of him. His name is Sam Flair or his nickname is Sam Speed" I have heard of him.
"I have heard of him. He's the leader of the S Team, am I correct?" Chris smiled and nodded.
"You can also meet my parents. Actually, you might know them too, Lindsay Flair and Nelson Thorndyke." Whoa!
"Wow really? Your parents are a famous actress and business man?" Chris nodded blushing. I smiled.
"Then you've made me even more excited to go. I can't wait now" I punched the air. Chris laughed.
"You're just like my uncle Miss. Ikeda. I can't wait until you meet him. I hope you play for them too. My grandfather and uncle will love it" He picked his bag up and ran for the door. "Cya Miss Ikeda" I waved goodbye. He's such a sweet boy. But I can't help to think why Chris wants me to meet his uncle. I never really known what is inside a 12 year old boy. I sighed, locked up and drove on home.
When I got to my small apartment my phone started to ring. It was my mother. I answered.
"Good afternoon mother, how are you?" I'm always formal with my mother. After all, she's not a child.
"Good afternoon to you too sweetie, I'm good, how was your first day?" I giggled.
"It was great actually. The kids are sweetie"
"Come on hunny, give me the details" I told her of the sweet kids in my class and the conversation that Chris and I had.
"Wow hunny, sounds to me like Chris wants you and his uncle to get together" I blushed 10 shades of red.
"Mother, that's not true. I've only met Chris once. He can't surely trust me already"
"He can, and should sweetie. You're his and the others teacher now. Kid's trust teachers and they have already commented that you are a great teacher. They are right, you know. You've taught me a few things in the last 27 years."
"Oh: really?"
"Yes really. You taught me to treat everyone with respect no matter what age, race, shape or size. Because of you I now have friends, and so does your father" I smiled.
"Thanks mum."
"It's okay sweetie and just remember, that since you made a good impression today, tomorrow would be easier and a better day."
"I know mum."
"Of course you do darling. Now, your father sends his love and he can't wait to see his little girl again." I giggled.
"Tell him I love him too"
"I will sweetie and just think about what Chris has said and ring me after the party. I might be right. You never know until you find out" I giggled.
"Alright mum, I'll call you then."
"Alright sweetie, love you"
"I love you too" I hung up the phone and smiled to myself. Could my mother be right? Oh well, I'll have to wait. It was now 6pm. I've got nothing else to do but shower, watch TV and go to bed. I quickly did my night routine, made my dinner and parked myself on the couch. Hmm, tomorrow I have to teach art. After a few hours I got sleepy and decided to hit the hay. (If you don't know what 'hit the hay' means, it means, 'Get to bed' ^_^)
~Next Morning (Thursday) – Still Amaya's POV~
I woke up sleepily. I glanced up at the clock. It was 7 in the morning. It was time to get up: even though I didn't want to for the moment. Wait! Of course I want to get up. I'm a teacher now. I smiled and headed for the kitchen. I did my morning routines in about 1 hour and headed out the door. Before I had to leave for the school at 12, I had to head to the local supermarket to buy a few things for my apartment. I can't stay there without food. I went inside and gathered a few primary foods. While walking to the cash register I bumped into someone.
"Oh sorry, I wasn't looking" I looked up to see a man with orange hair and green eyes. He smiled.
"Hey, don't worry about it. We've all gotta get somewhere" I smiled back. Just then we heard.
"OMG, IT IS AMAYA IKEDA!!!!" A woman shouted. Oh crap! People ran over and stared at me.
"Ahh...hi" I waved. They just kept looking at me with large smiles. Okay...I was getting a little nervous. I've never had so many people stare at me like this before.
"Miss Ikeda, when did you start to play the piano and violin?"
"Uh, I was 3 years old" They gasped.
"Really; you were that young? No wonder you're so good. You play so fast" I blushed.
"Uh, thanks"
"Miss Ikeda? Could you play for us now?"
"Uh, I would but there's no piano at the supermarket. But I do have my violin in my car"
"Yes, please can you get it and play" I smiled and nodded. Placing my items in a basket and sat it down on the ground I ran to my car and grabbed my violin. I ran back inside to see that everyone waited for me, including that man from before.
"Alright, any requests?"
"YES! Rimsky-Korsakov - Flight of the bumblebee please" I smiled and started to play. (.com/watch?v=3XyCZ2x_1vE – Vanessa Mae, sounds better lol) I finished off and everyone clapped. "That was beautiful Miss Ikeda. If only we could see you play the piano. You play so fast, it's amazing" I blushed.
"Uh, thanks. Anyway" I looked at my watch. "I've got to get to a class. Can't be late on my second day" They all said their goodbyes and let me head to the cash register.
"You're very good" That man before said to me. I smiled and looked directly at him.
"Thanks"
"By any chance, in your class, is there a boy named Chris?" I gasped.
"Yeah; why?"
"Did he mention something about his uncle?" I nodded. He smirked and gently grabbed my hand and kissed it. I blushed. "It's very nice to meet you Miss Ikeda, I'm Sam Speed. Chris's uncle."
"Really?" I asked. He snickered and I smiled. "No wonder Chris looks a lot like you. It's a pleasure to meet you Sam. I've heard so much about you. Chris really adores you" He smiled.
"That's nice to know."
"Anyway I better get going. They are waiting for me. See ya tomorrow Sam" I waved, payed for my groceries and walked to my car. I drove on home and put all the items away before heading to the school. When I reached the school, I parked and since it was still lunch for them, I was greeted by Chris.
"Miss Ikeda?" I smiled and looked towards him with a box full of art stuff.
"Oh good afternoon Chris, guess who I met at the supermarket today?"
"Who?" I giggled.
"Your uncle Sam" Chris gasped.
"Really?" I nodded.
"Anyway Chris, are you ready for art class?" He nodded.
"Yep, I can't wait. What are you going to teach today?"
"I was thinking about letting you guys create your own artwork. Something that you love, care about or even just for fun" Chris's face brightened up. "I have brought in a few supplies, magazines and clay, paint's and brushes for you all to use."
"Really? Our last art teacher just kept talking about art history. We didn't learn anything from him."
"Well I'll make sure you do. Even art history. I'll make it fun" He smiled and the bell rang. "Alright time for art guys" They all ran to the art room. I followed since it's my first time here. When I headed inside I placed the box on the teachers table as the kids sat down. I told them what I wanted them to do and they loved the idea. A few painted, others used he clay to create all these random objects. I walked over and saw Chris's painting. It was of these different creatures plus a few other people. I noticed Sam was in it. One was a blue hedgehog. It had blue spikes to the back, held its gloved hand out in a thumb's up and wore red and white sneakers. I was shocked. Could Chris have a good imagination? I decided to ask.
"Hey Chris, what are you painting? It's really good" He got nervous for a minute but then smiled.
"It's just something I made up."
"Hmm, I see Sam's in there. Are they your parents?" I pointed to them. He nodded. I pointed to the pink hedgehog and smirked.
"By the look on her face, I'd say she's in love with the blue hedgehog" Chris snickered and he mumbled.
'You don't know how right you are, Miss Ikeda'
"Hmm, what was that?" Chris waved his hands in front of him frantically.
"Nothing, nothing" I giggled and left Chris to his work. I travelled around the class until it was time to leave.
"Aww, do we really have to go Miss Ikeda?" asked Helen.
"I'm afraid so sweetie." They all 'awed' again. "Aww come on guys. Remember, tomorrow you have me all day. Music and art are straight after each other. They brightened up but then left with their families. I smiled and gathered up my supplies. I watched as I saw every child greeting their parents. I glanced over at Chris. He was alone. I placed the supplies in my car and headed over to Chris. "Chris?" he looked at me and smiled. "Would you like a ride home?" he looked at me and nodded. He was now in my car giving me directions to his house.
"So, what's it like have famous family members Chris? Must be fun" He sighed.
"It's not too fun. What my parents buy for me is fine but I still wish I could spend time with them" Aww, I might have a talk with his parents and maybe figure something out. Hmm, no! That's Mr. Stewart's job, not mine. Argh, but what can I do? Oh I know! I'll talk to Sam. Maybe he can do something about it. After all, he is Chris's uncle. "Miss Ikeda? My house is just over there" He pointed to his house. Wow what a house. I stopped out front and Chris got out. "Thank you for taking me home Miss Ikeda" I smiled.
"It was no big deal Chris. I now know where to go for tomorrow" He smiled.
"Well see ya tomorrow Miss Ikeda" He waved.
"See ya Chris" I waved and drove off. I finally got home and headed inside. While making dinner I thought of today. The kids really love me already. I smiled. Tomorrow is the party. I'll be spending the day with Chris's family. Chris. I frowned as I thought of Chris's situation. Why would they do that to him? I sighed and ate dinner silently. Hmm, I haven't checked my Facebook lately. (Yes, she has Facebook lol) It's time for the computer. I logged on and saw some notifications. I smiled and had a look. Ooooh: a message from my best friend, Giovanna. Let's see what she says.
"Hey Amaya, I'm just checking to see how your new job went. What's the city like? Made any new friends? Got a Boyfriend? ^_^ I miss you. The times we'd rehearse together, and the times we'd have fun together. Seems like forever since you left. :'( Even though it was like 2 weeks ago. Anyways, I hope to hear from you soon. Love your bestie, Giovanna."
I was now crying. My new job maybe perfect for me but I miss my home life; Friends and family. I was going to make this a sad comment.
"Hey Giovanna, the city is beautiful and my job is great. Apparently the kids adore me already. There is this one boy who asked me to go to his house party along with his homeroom teacher. He's very sweet and has an uncle around our age. Strange enough I met him at the supermarket. Which was really coincidental don't ya think? Hehe Anyway, you know my number if you want to call. I'll talk to you later. Love you and miss you. Love, Amaya."
I smiled and posted the comment. I turned off my computer and headed to bed. I have a full fun day tomorrow and who knows, Sam and I might become good friends. I smiled and nodded off.
~Friday. Amaya's POV~
I opened my eyes as the sun peaked in through my window. It's Friday! Friday! Long day of school then....THE PARTY! Yep, today is going to be a good day. I smiled and got out of bed. Did my morning routines and then headed to the school. The school looks deserted when the students are inside learning. I made my way to the music room. Opening the door I had an idea. Since I was the first there I had a few minutes to myself so I sat at the piano and played. (Beethoven "Moonlight" Sonata op 27 # 2 Mov 1 and 2 .com/watch?v=UHd8jwXBzXE) As I played I heard the door open but I didn't stop. No one stopped me so I guess they wanted to watch and hear. I heard shuffling behind me. I smiled. It's probably the class and Mr. Stewart. As I ended the first movement I heard that everyone wanted to clap but stopped when I changed to the second movement. I still played as gracefully as I could. I stopped and I heard clapping. I turned around to see the kids but no Mr. Stewart.
"Good morning everyone, where's Mr. Stewart?"
"He had to leave."
"So, Miss Ikeda, what are you going to teach us today?" I giggled.
"I am going to teach you all the music symbols on a sheet of piano music." I held out the music I was playing. I got up and they headed to their seats. I taught them about the stave, Clefs and the music symbols. Before we knew it, it was time to move to the art room. They helped pack up and we walked to the music room. Why couldn't the music and art room be built near each other? We got there and they all sat down and continued their creativity activity I handed out yesterday. I walked around the room and taught different drawing and painting techniques. It was now time for the students to go home; which means the party at Chris's house.
"See you at the party Miss Ikeda" Chris waved.
"Cya then Chris" I yelled back. I smiled and headed home to change. I quickly got into my car and drove to Chris's house.
To be continued.....