Chapter 8:
Elysia sighed, opening the gate. The week had gone by so fast. Christian would be here soon for their second lesson. She couldn't help but wonder if it would be as eventful as the last time. Her thoughts were broken as he entered in the boat. Once he was standing beside her she spoke.
"I've picked a song for you," she sighed, "In the next production I wish you to sing it." Christian took the lyrics from her hands and began reading them. "This…is beautiful…" "It's your," she said, "But, we will not practice it yet. I will give you simpler things until you can get to that. Now, let's begin."
Elysia handed him a song, and he read it over, "Alright." Christian began clearing his throat, before he heard Elysia slam her hands on the keys. "What are you doing?" "I was clearing my throat." "That is not how you clear your throat," she sighed, "You use a glass of water." He nodded, and waited as she played the intro. He began:
Wise men say
Only fools run a ship
For I can't help
Falling in love with you
Should I stay
Would it be sin
If I can't help Falling in love with you
Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
And so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand
Take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
Would it be a sing?
If I can't help
Falling in love with you
As a river flows
Surely to the sea
And so it goes
Some things are
Meant to be
Take my hand
Take my whole
Life too
For I can't help
Falling in love with you
As a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are
Meant to be
Take my hand
Take my whole
Life too
For I can't help
Falling in love
With you
Wise men say
Only fools run
A ship
But I can't help
Falling in love with you
Elysia smiled, "Alright, now, tell me the emotion behind this song?" "Someone in love?" "Don't ask questions of me Christian, you have to know when I say it. AS if you are that emotion. Look deeper…" "Hmm…," he sighed, " It's someone experiencing their first love and they are trying to decide whether or not to express love."
Elysia nodded, "Good enough. Now, when we meet again next week, you will have written your song ten times each night and give it to me next week." "Ten Times!!! What for?!" "Because I say!," Elysia spoke, "Now, do that song once more, and try changing the emotions within your voice to emphasize the song's emotions."
That night, Christian worked hard to please her. She would make him sing scales, make him do many sorts of things. She had him sing copula on the song she wanted him to perform. And afterwards,. She sent him on his way, with his assignment. After studying the song several times each day, began to as she said copying the lyrics onto paper, and through his hand grew tired, he began to pride in his work. It became a second love to him.
The next week he came, and suddenly Elysia was having him two times every week, then it became four, then he was there everyday. Elysia had grown warmer, and suddenly he could connect so well with her. They could tell each others thoughts. But, neither of them could bring themselves to admit the truth: They were falling in love.