Sorry if the songs they play are all Panic at the Disco. I love them so much. This chapter was planned by not written in advance. So what magically happens when I start typing will just be. Please review and suggest things because I love hearing from people!

Okay so now you peeps know how I met Arthur. It has been a couple of days since I first started going to the café. I like spending time with Arthur, and I think he likes it too, even though he is really hard to read sometimes, I think he likes it. I'm like totally on my way there right now. We are going to be playing more from Pretty Odd. After a bit I'm here, dude I only live like ten blocks away.

I peek my head through the door. "Arthur?" He was sitting by the stage drinking tea like a total… Well he is British. He looked up from a book he had on the table.

"Amelia… You are early." He smiled and stood. I walked across the room to him and also smiled.

"Had nothing better to do… It's Tuesday…" He shrugged and walked to the stage. I had brought my own guitar. He told me to since on the second lesson when I dropped his. He had like a big fit over it and yelled. So I started to bring my own.

"I see." He pulled out a piece of paper.

"What is that?"

"Chords… We are playing a new song today." He unfolded the paper and placed it on the table.

"What song is it?" I asked looking at the scribbled page. How could he read that, it just looked like chicken scratches and lines with random circles?

"Memories."

"But I thought you said we were doing more of Pretty Odd." As if he ignored my comment. He picked up his guitar and started to play.

"He was the Congregation's vagrant
With an unrequited love.
When your passion's exultation,
Then finding refuge is not enough.
She was the youngest of the family
And the last to be let go.
They decided they would try
And make it on their own."

He stopped and looked at me. "You know this song; you played it last time you were here."

"I know I just thought… Ah... Never mind." I pulled out my guitar like a stud and said "Okay let's just pick up where you stopped."

"Oh, memories, where'd you go?
You were all I've ever known.
How I miss yesterday.
And I let it fade away.
Where'd you go?
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh."

We were so caught in our song that we hadn't noticed someone come through the door.

"Money lost momentum
And the bills were piling high.
Then the smile, it finally faded
From the apple of their eye.
And they were young and independent,
And they thought they had it planned.
Should've known right from the start
You can't predict the end"

I still hadn't notice the person yet; they got up after a few seconds and walked over to us. Apparently Arthur knew who the person was because he stopped playing. He looked up at someone that was standing behind me. I stopped playing and looked at them. The stranger was a very pretty woman. She had red and I mean really red hair.

Arthur smiled, putting down his guitar, and walking around the table. He hugged the woman, my jaw dropped. He was talking to her and laughing at whatever she was saying. I wasn't really listening; the truth was that I was pissed. I liked him sorta and he seemed like he liked me too. I finally found my voice again.

"So you two know each other?"

"Yes. Amelia… this is my sister, Alisa."

"Sister…?"

He nodded. I instantly felt stupid. It was his sister.

I don't know how I want to end this… Scene…