Chapter 1
MIRANDA'S POV:
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters in this story. I don't own the song either mentioned in this chapter.
Chapter 2 MIRANDA'S POV:
"You play the guitar?" asked my mom.
"Yes, I do. I love to play it," he said.
"I play the violin, but I want to learn the guitar," I said. I did too. The guitar just.has this cool sound to it. "Mom, here's the place.Guitar Rent and Repair."
"Ooh, right next to my favorite clothes shop. I'll just be right next door if you need me," said my mom and jumped out of the car. Wow, I guess she hadn't been there in a while.
"Well, I guess we should go in," I said and we also jumped out of the car.but not as quickly as my mom had.
As we stepped inside the shop, all these guitars surrounded us. Each and everyone one of them as cool looking as the next. "Wow, these are awesome!" I exclaimed. "Do you think they'd let you play a song on them? I'd like to hear you play."
"Hey, I'll ask them. Sir, do you think that I could try out one? She wants to hear me play," he said. The man nodded and Twitty took down a guitar. "What song do you want to hear?" he asked me.
"You choose," I said, "surprise me."
He smiled and then started singing and playing. I became so wrapped into him that I didn't know what was going on. He was amazing. Here I am, I had just met this guy, he was asking for directions, so I decided to help him, and now I was listening to play the guitar and I felt that I could listen to him for hours. Every other guy I met just didn't.I dunno, didn't have it if you know what I mean, and I didn't feel comfortable with them.and yes, even Ethan Craft. But Twitty..I felt so comfortable around him and I had just met him. It was kind of weird, yet kind of...nice.
When he finished I gave him a huge clap. "Wow! Encore! That was amazing!" I exclaimed.
"Thanks. It's called 'San Francisco Girl.' Now let me go get the string I needed. I'm particular about my strings, and they didn't have the one I wanted by my home," he said.
"Ok. I'll be right here," I said. "Hey, after this, let's go let my mom know that you're finished."
When we walked over to my mom's favorite clothing store, my mom was trying on all this clothes and going really crazy shopping. "Honey, I'll be finished soon," she said while looking at some more items.
"But I think Twitty with have to be back soon," I said while giving Twitty a questioning glance.
" I don't have to be back to the mall until eight," he said. He looked at his watch then said, "It's five thirty."
"Ok then. What do ya want to do? Go looking around or something? Unless you'd rather stay in the women's clothing store.but I don't think that would be interesting for you," I said. Hey, I wouldn't mind staying, but I didn't want Twitty to get bored.
"Why don't we go get some ice cream? My treat. I think I saw one right down the street," he said.
Aw, that's nice. I shrugged my shoulders then said, "Sure." I looked over at my mom who was wrapped up in shopping. I had no idea she loved it this much. I usually only went with Lizzie and Gordo, and mainly Lizzie if it was clothes shopping. My mom, she was going nuts. "Mom, we're gonna go get some ice cream, ok?" I think that she nodded but I wasn't quite sure. I wasn't even sure if she heard me. I looked at the store clerk and she nodded and told me that she'd let my mom know when she came to her senses. Well, she didn't exactly say it in that phrasing, but yeah. "Ok, let's go," I said to Twitty and then we were out the door.
When we arrived to the ice cream parlor, I ordered two scoops of chocolate ice cream and Twitty ordered the same. We sat down at a table and I racked my brain trying to think of some conversation starter. "Thanks for the ice cream," I said.
"Hey, no problem. Thanks for helping me today," he said, "I guess I should have planned it out better."
"That's totally ok. I'm always up for meeting a new person anyways," I said. "So, where do you go to school?"
"Up at Lawrence Junior High School. The principal there is nuts. Well, maybe it was my best friend who drove him that way. He's always trying to pull some prank," said Twitty laughing to himself. "We had a band called 'The Twitty Stevens Connection' going for a while."
I looked at him and smiled. He was SOOOOO cute. He had the cutest smile and he was so nice and everything. Everything was silent for a little while until Twitty spoke up again.
"We should exchange phone numbers or something. I'd like to see you again sometime," he said, "then you could see my guitar and maybe you could do something on the violin. That would be awesome."
Wow! That was so cool. He wanted to see me again! HE wanted to see ME again and we had just met! "Wow, sure. That would be great," I said and whipped out a piece of paper from my purse.
"Sweet! Thanks," he said and then put my phone number in his pocket. Then I suggested that maybe we should go back to my mom because it was getting late.
We walked over to the clothing store and found my mom in front, loading several huge bags into the car. "Hey, kids. I bought so many wonderful things!" she said with a huge smile on her face. "Are you ready to home?"
"Yeah. Can we stop by the mall to drop Twitty off?" I asked.
"Sure, I don't see why not," replied my mom. We got into the car and were soon at the mall. "Well, I hope you guys had a great time," she said.
"Thanks for the ride Mrs. Sanchez," said Twitty.
"No problemo," said my mom.
"I'll be right back, mom," I said and got out of the car with Twitty. We walked up to the doors of the mall.
"Thanks again. You're awesome for helping me. Well, I guess I'll see ya around," he said.
"Hey, thanks for the ice cream, Twitty. It was great to meet you," I said.
He looked at me for a minute. "Well, I'd better go, my mom will be here soon...I'll call you sometime," he said.
"You know where to find me," I said. Then he gave a smile and then waved and went inside.
When I got home I went to my room, flopped on my bed and gave a deep sigh. Twitty was awesome. He was absolutely awesome. I couldn't wait to see him again. Then I gave a little screech. "Wait till I tell, Lizzie!" I said to myself. Maybe, just maybe, I had met the guy for me.
A/N: Well, here's my second fanfic. I hope it's good. Let me know what ya think of it. If you have any better ideas for chapter names let me know. I try my best but just have a problem when it comes to chapter names. Thanx a lot. :-) Anywayz, please review!! Thanx and have a fab day! :-)
Oh, thanx a bunch supgirljen!!!! You too Elf Faith!!! I may eventually have to get my act together and change a couple things in chapter one as well so that I can put in some of the new info I learned thanx to you guys! I'll try to update this very soon. Have an awesome day!!! :-)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters in this story. I don't own the song either mentioned in this chapter.
Chapter 2 MIRANDA'S POV:
"You play the guitar?" asked my mom.
"Yes, I do. I love to play it," he said.
"I play the violin, but I want to learn the guitar," I said. I did too. The guitar just.has this cool sound to it. "Mom, here's the place.Guitar Rent and Repair."
"Ooh, right next to my favorite clothes shop. I'll just be right next door if you need me," said my mom and jumped out of the car. Wow, I guess she hadn't been there in a while.
"Well, I guess we should go in," I said and we also jumped out of the car.but not as quickly as my mom had.
As we stepped inside the shop, all these guitars surrounded us. Each and everyone one of them as cool looking as the next. "Wow, these are awesome!" I exclaimed. "Do you think they'd let you play a song on them? I'd like to hear you play."
"Hey, I'll ask them. Sir, do you think that I could try out one? She wants to hear me play," he said. The man nodded and Twitty took down a guitar. "What song do you want to hear?" he asked me.
"You choose," I said, "surprise me."
He smiled and then started singing and playing. I became so wrapped into him that I didn't know what was going on. He was amazing. Here I am, I had just met this guy, he was asking for directions, so I decided to help him, and now I was listening to play the guitar and I felt that I could listen to him for hours. Every other guy I met just didn't.I dunno, didn't have it if you know what I mean, and I didn't feel comfortable with them.and yes, even Ethan Craft. But Twitty..I felt so comfortable around him and I had just met him. It was kind of weird, yet kind of...nice.
When he finished I gave him a huge clap. "Wow! Encore! That was amazing!" I exclaimed.
"Thanks. It's called 'San Francisco Girl.' Now let me go get the string I needed. I'm particular about my strings, and they didn't have the one I wanted by my home," he said.
"Ok. I'll be right here," I said. "Hey, after this, let's go let my mom know that you're finished."
When we walked over to my mom's favorite clothing store, my mom was trying on all this clothes and going really crazy shopping. "Honey, I'll be finished soon," she said while looking at some more items.
"But I think Twitty with have to be back soon," I said while giving Twitty a questioning glance.
" I don't have to be back to the mall until eight," he said. He looked at his watch then said, "It's five thirty."
"Ok then. What do ya want to do? Go looking around or something? Unless you'd rather stay in the women's clothing store.but I don't think that would be interesting for you," I said. Hey, I wouldn't mind staying, but I didn't want Twitty to get bored.
"Why don't we go get some ice cream? My treat. I think I saw one right down the street," he said.
Aw, that's nice. I shrugged my shoulders then said, "Sure." I looked over at my mom who was wrapped up in shopping. I had no idea she loved it this much. I usually only went with Lizzie and Gordo, and mainly Lizzie if it was clothes shopping. My mom, she was going nuts. "Mom, we're gonna go get some ice cream, ok?" I think that she nodded but I wasn't quite sure. I wasn't even sure if she heard me. I looked at the store clerk and she nodded and told me that she'd let my mom know when she came to her senses. Well, she didn't exactly say it in that phrasing, but yeah. "Ok, let's go," I said to Twitty and then we were out the door.
When we arrived to the ice cream parlor, I ordered two scoops of chocolate ice cream and Twitty ordered the same. We sat down at a table and I racked my brain trying to think of some conversation starter. "Thanks for the ice cream," I said.
"Hey, no problem. Thanks for helping me today," he said, "I guess I should have planned it out better."
"That's totally ok. I'm always up for meeting a new person anyways," I said. "So, where do you go to school?"
"Up at Lawrence Junior High School. The principal there is nuts. Well, maybe it was my best friend who drove him that way. He's always trying to pull some prank," said Twitty laughing to himself. "We had a band called 'The Twitty Stevens Connection' going for a while."
I looked at him and smiled. He was SOOOOO cute. He had the cutest smile and he was so nice and everything. Everything was silent for a little while until Twitty spoke up again.
"We should exchange phone numbers or something. I'd like to see you again sometime," he said, "then you could see my guitar and maybe you could do something on the violin. That would be awesome."
Wow! That was so cool. He wanted to see me again! HE wanted to see ME again and we had just met! "Wow, sure. That would be great," I said and whipped out a piece of paper from my purse.
"Sweet! Thanks," he said and then put my phone number in his pocket. Then I suggested that maybe we should go back to my mom because it was getting late.
We walked over to the clothing store and found my mom in front, loading several huge bags into the car. "Hey, kids. I bought so many wonderful things!" she said with a huge smile on her face. "Are you ready to home?"
"Yeah. Can we stop by the mall to drop Twitty off?" I asked.
"Sure, I don't see why not," replied my mom. We got into the car and were soon at the mall. "Well, I hope you guys had a great time," she said.
"Thanks for the ride Mrs. Sanchez," said Twitty.
"No problemo," said my mom.
"I'll be right back, mom," I said and got out of the car with Twitty. We walked up to the doors of the mall.
"Thanks again. You're awesome for helping me. Well, I guess I'll see ya around," he said.
"Hey, thanks for the ice cream, Twitty. It was great to meet you," I said.
He looked at me for a minute. "Well, I'd better go, my mom will be here soon...I'll call you sometime," he said.
"You know where to find me," I said. Then he gave a smile and then waved and went inside.
When I got home I went to my room, flopped on my bed and gave a deep sigh. Twitty was awesome. He was absolutely awesome. I couldn't wait to see him again. Then I gave a little screech. "Wait till I tell, Lizzie!" I said to myself. Maybe, just maybe, I had met the guy for me.
A/N: Well, here's my second fanfic. I hope it's good. Let me know what ya think of it. If you have any better ideas for chapter names let me know. I try my best but just have a problem when it comes to chapter names. Thanx a lot. :-) Anywayz, please review!! Thanx and have a fab day! :-)
Oh, thanx a bunch supgirljen!!!! You too Elf Faith!!! I may eventually have to get my act together and change a couple things in chapter one as well so that I can put in some of the new info I learned thanx to you guys! I'll try to update this very soon. Have an awesome day!!! :-)