Cute Guy #1 and #2

I am taking a piano class this semester, and now that we are about 4 weeks into the semester I am finally getting chalanged, but that is a whole other story. Anyway, there is a cute guy in the class, and yes I refer to him as 'cute guy' (i think his name is cameron). So background to this delightful tale is I took piano lessons for about six years when I was younger, and with choir and a hymn book handy all through jr. high and high school I can plunk out notes and sight read my way through a couple of different hymns. So the fact that we started the semester out with 'there are 88 keys on a piano, and there are white and black ones' was a little easy for me.

My proffesor however has clued into the fact that I know what I am doing most of the time and will call on me to help other students in the class who have never touched a piano before in their lives. Such was the case a couple of weeks ago, I was helping a student and missed the instructions of how the proffessor wanted us to practice what we were working on, and we did a co-teaching thing between students and we taught each other. To make a long story longer, cute guy came and explained how we were to practice whatever, and lucky me got to sit by him and enjoy his pressance.

Fast forward to last night's class, and although cute guy has not fallen desperatly in love with me yet, I was once agin called upon to help a student cute guy #2. I don't know his name yet, but it was his first week in class so I got to catch him up on everything we have done so far this semester. Not a hardship on my part at all, and did notice he didn't have a ring on his left hand, so hey possibilities!