Blue

"You're a waiter! You're supposed to wait....er!" - Jenner Sorenson

New Talent Days Group.

I feel beter about this one.

Buttercup.

Men in Tights.

Raining Men.

Baby, Come Back.

All four.

A Cappella.

Be ready.

I didn't go get a free soda at Harts today.

I don't know if I am concerned about his issue.

I don't think I am.

Ballroom Try Outs.

I was terrified.

I gave it everything.

That smile was plastered to my face for a full five minutes after the audition.

I find out tonight.

Ballroom Costumes.

Tonight at The Vibe for the recital.

That is on Monday. 6:30 p.m.

Free.

Come.

Mr. Manning has a blue guitar.

I know this for one reason.

I showed up in his class room this morning.

I hear the strums of talented hands and a tuned guitar.

I turn, and who do I find?

Of course.

Who else.

Mr. Cole Lords was playing on a blue guitar.

And he was good.

I really wanted that guitar.

I've never seen a blue guitar before.

I may steal it.

And give Manning my shiney accoustic one in return.

It was beautiful.