I watched her walk out of the room, before turning back to my chair and getting ready for the next class. I couldn't shake the thought of her from my mind, and what I had read in that note. I shuffled through some papers trying to break the thought. I heard the bell ring again, as the kids for the next period flooded into the room.

As the last person took their seat, I stood up and walked toward them. I could tell that a few of them were trying to figure me out.

"I'm Mr. Baker, and it's obvious that I'm your new music teacher. Rules for my class.
Absolutely no cell phones." I smiled. "That's pretty much it."

I noticed two guys talking, and laughing in the back. I walked back to them.

"Do you guys have a problem? Anything you would like to share with the rest of us?" The sat up in there seats.

"No." they said at the same time. I smirked as I walked back to the front of the class.

"Just to let you guys know a little about me; I moved here from Huntington Beach. This is all new to me, So be patient with me. Since this is my first day. I'm used to playing music rather than teaching it."

"Finally, Someone who knows what they're talking about." I heard a voice coming from the back of the room. To my surprise it was one of the boys that I had encoutered just a few moments earlier.

"I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name." He looked at me while chewing down on a pen cap.

"I'm Dexter. You can call me Dex." he smirked. I nodded.

"And you?" I said pointing to the guy sitting beside him. He looked up at me like a deer in headlights. I laughed.

"I just asked your name, not for you to walk the Green Mile." He smiled.

"Jacoby." he stated. I looked at him, then back at his friend.

"Do you guys play music?" I asked.

"I do." Dex answered. "Jocoby's more interested in his baseball. He's just in here for the class." I smiled.

"Those are two great attributes to have in life. I do both. Who knows we may teach Jacoby a thing or two."

I turned to walk back to the front of the class, before stopping and turning back.

"So is there anything that you would want to learn, Jacoby?" He looked at me with a blank look.

"I don't know. Whatever." I walked over to a guitar standing on the wall.

"Guitar, perhaps?" I said then moving to the piano. "Piano?" then moving over and picking up a metal triangle then tapping it, hearing the ringing fill the room. I made a face. "Triangle?" I heard laughter filling the room, as Jacoby slumped down into his chair. I knew I had embarrassed him. I walked back to the front of the class. Everyone was still laughing.

"Ok, Guys. Let's settle down." I said, getting ready to start the class. "So, Dex, What instrument do you play?" He shot his head up to face me.

"I play guitar." I smiled at the answer.

"I do too." I replied. "Have for over 15 years." His mouth dropped.

"Really? That's amazing. I'm still learning." I smiled.

"It takes some time." I turned my attention back to the rest of the class. "I want to know what your passion is. What inspires you. What.." I was cut off by Dex, who bursted out unexpectedly.

"I want to play the guitar in a famous rock band." I looked at him with a smile.

"Why is that?" I wondered what his answer was going to be. Jacoby spoke up.

"Probably to get all the girls." he stated, with a smile, before punching his friend in the arm. Dex laughed, as did the rest of the class.

"Ok, guys. Save it for outside my classroom." I said before proceeding with the class.

I dragged on as if it were never gona be over. I spent the next hour getting to know all the kids and talked Jacoby into atleast trying the piano for starters. The bell finally rang and everyone gathered their things and headed out the door.

"Can I see you for a minute?" I stopped Jocoby along the way. He stopped and turned to me.

"Sure." he said, making his way over to my desk. I looked up at him.

"If you need any help with the piano, just come to me and I'll help you or find someone to help you with it." I smiled.

"My friend Embree plays. She's amazing." he stated.

"Embree James." I said. He looked at me with a confused look, as to how I knew.

"Yeah..."

"I had her last period. She delighted us with a little melody on the piano." The room fell silent, between us. "I don't want you to be late. You better go. Remember what I said." He smiled.

"Thanks, Mr. B." he said as he left the room.

I turned back to my desk, knowing that I was about to see Embree again. I still felt bad for her, with what she had to go through and all. I knew that she didn't deserve it, but who did? I was going to help her any way that I could.