Chapter 6

Fast forward
Emma POV

Emma groaned as her alarm jarred her awake from a deep sleep. It was the end of the week. She had been dreaming of the music she planned to teach to her high school students that day. She quickly got out of bed and showered, getting ready for the day ahead.

As Emma drove to the school, she thought about the lesson plan she had prepared for her class. She wanted to make sure her students had a strong understanding of the basics of music and were able to take away something valuable from her lessons.

When she arrived at the school, she was greeted by a group of students eager to learn. She smiled and welcomed them all to her class, introducing them to the music they were going to learn that day.

Emma taught her students about the fundamentals of music theory and how to read and write music. The students were engaged and excited to learn, and Emma was proud. As the morning classes started to come to an end she felt her self starting to get a little excited. All of the students are at lunch at the moment and next period is around the corner.

Emma was excited for her next class, but today she was especially eager. Abigail, one of her most promising students, was in the next class and Emma was looking forward to seeing the progress she had made.

Abigail was a natural when it came to music. She had an innate understanding of rhythm and melody that Emma had rarely seen in her years of learning music. Emma would often find herself marveling at Abigail’s talent, and she was eager to see what she had been able to accomplish over the last few weeks.

When Abigail arrived in class, Emma could hardly contain her enthusiasm. She had Abigail perform a piece she had been working on, and was amazed at the level of skill and emotion she was able to convey. Emma was both impressed and proud of Abigail’s incredible progress since she had first started teaching her.

After the performance, Emma and Abigail discussed the piece and what Abigail had been able to accomplish. Emma was excited to hear the ideas Abigail had for her next composition and could hardly wait to hear what she would come up with.

Emma knew she had a special student in Abigail, and she was grateful for the opportunity to help her reach her potential. She was sure Abigail was destined for greatness, and she was excited to be a part of her journey.

Abigail POV

Abigail hummed along with the music coming from her headphones as she ran down the hallway to her music class. She was so excited to finally show her teacher Ms. Smith the song she had been diligently working on for weeks. She had been eager to share her work with her teacher, however, the difficulty of her other classes often left her with no time to pursue other interests like music.

Abigail arrived to her music class breathless and took her seat. As the students prepared their instruments for the class, Abigail’s heart raced with anticipation. Suddenly, Ms. Smith said, “Today, Abigail, I want you to come up and perform your song for us to enjoy.”

Abigail was taken aback and had to remind herself to stay calm. Taking a deep breath, she walked up to the microphone and cleared her throat. Staring out into the audience, she noticed that everyone in the class was giving her their undivided attention, and all the worry she had about performing evaporated. She felt an overwhelming wave of confidence and immediately her fingers and voice moved together in perfect harmony.

As she sang, Abigail could feel the whole classroom mesmerized by her words. She glanced over at Ms. Smith, who was beaming with pride. When Abigail finished, the class burst into applause. Abigail’s cheeks flooded with happiness as she knew she had made her teacher proud.

When class was over she stayed back to talk to Ms. smith she decided she was going to tell her she wrote the song for her. She took her time putting her things away and waited for the last person to leave and she walked to the door and locked it. Ms. Smith looked at her confused as she sat behind her desk. Abigail walked to the desk in the front row and sat down.

‘Ms. Smith can I talk to you for a second?’

‘Of course Abigail but you can call me Emma when no one else is around’ Emma said.

‘It’s about the song’

‘What about it Abigail’ says Emma

‘I wrote it for a special person but I don’t know if i should tell her it was for her’

Emma looked at her surprised when she said her. But was able to Marian her composure.

‘Why wouldn’t you tell her the song was beautiful Abigail’

‘Well, I don’t know if she feels the same way as I do and I don’t want to get rejected’ Abigail says with her head down.

Emma walked around the desk sat on the front of her teaching desk. The sound of her heel on the hard floor caught Abigail’s attention and made her look up.

‘Abigail look at me, any girl would be lucky to have someone like you. You are beautiful, talented and the sweetest person ever. If she doesn’t feel the same way she would be stupid’ says Emma.

‘You think so’ says Abigail with a little excitement in her voice.

‘I know so’ says Emma.

Abigail stood up and started pacing in front of Emma’s desk. Emma continued to sit on the front of her desk with her legs crossed as she watched Abigail walk back and forth.

‘But how should I tell her’ asks Abigail.

‘I have a suggestion that could work. How about you get a moment with her alone and just sing the song.’says Emma.

Abigail took a deep breath and looked at Emma and started singing.

Sitting alone, my heart yearns for you
Your silence like a sorrowful silence so blue
I’m waiting for the day when I’ll get my chance
So I can tell you how much I love you, how I long to dance

Emma was frozen in place not sure what to do.

Oh, if only I could sing a love song to you
My heart will soar, it will never come undone
So I can tell you how wonderful you make me feel
My one and only, my love will be revealed

I’ll whisper your name in my moonlight dreams
I’ll remember your face, how it takes away my blues
Your heart is precious, every beat is true
With you I would stay, I can imagine our life anew

Oh, if only I could sing a love song to you
My heart will soar, it will never come undone
So I can tell you how wonderful you make me feel
My one and only, my love will be revealed

We could be like two stars floating in the night
Giving warmth in the darkness, a sight to behold
Hold the light forever, keep it alive
Our love impossible to keep and no one can divide

Abigail walked up to Emma and held her hand. Emma felt gratitude that someone like Abigail was there to let her feel such emotion until the very end when Abigail closed her eyes and finished her song with a whisper.

Oh, if only I could sing a love song to you
My heart will soar, it will never come undone
So I can tell you how wonderful you make me feel
My one and only, my love will be revealed

Abigail looked into Emma’s eyes and took a step closer to Emma. Emma looked back at her with tears in her eyes.

Emma’s heart was racing as she leaned in closer to Abigail, feeling the warmth emanating from her body. She tentatively placed her hands on Abigail’s shoulders and looked up into her eyes. Abigail made no move to reject her, and so, with a deep breath, Emma finally kissed her.

At first Abigail seemed taken aback, but after a moment of hesitation, Emma felt Abigail’s hands running up her arms and pressing her closer. They broke apart and leaned their foreheads together surprised at what just happened but not moving from that position.

With lust in her eyes Emma knocked some stuff off of her desk and pulled Abigail on her desk on top of her and kissed her again. Then Abigail took it one step further. She lowered herself onto Emma, and the two locked eyes as Abigail kissed her passionately. Emma felt electric, like her entire body had been lit up from the inside. With their hands exploring each other’s body. Emma asked Abigail to move her leg.

Abigail looked at Emma with a smirk and said ‘that is not my leg’

Emma looked at her confused and asked ‘well what is it’s

Abigail got from on top of Emma. Emma sat up and looked at Abigail.

‘Well Emma I have something to tell you’

‘Okay what’s it’s says Emma.

‘I am intersex’ says Abigail.