April 1984

El was at the her house; Joyce was teaching El how to play the piano.

"Ok, you play it like this."

Joyce demonstrated 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' to El, who was still fascinated on how a piano worked.

El tried to recreate what she had done, missing every other note.

"Don't worry, you get better with practice."

They practiced for another thirty minutes until Joyce decided to go make some lunch.

El kept practicing until she did, what she thought was right.

"I think I did it!"

Joyce walked into the room

"Watch!"

El played it flawlessly

"Nice, looks like practice really does make perfect."

El looked confused

"Oh, it's just an expression."

"Oh, hey I think I'm just going to leave for a bit, if that's ok."

"Yeah, sure, go."

El left, got onto Will's old bike that he gave to her and went over to Mike's house, excited to show him.

She knocked, Nancy answered

"Hey El, what are you doing here? Wanting to see Mike?"

"Uh, yeah, how'd you know?"

"It's pretty obvious that you didn't come here for me, and he's the only other one who lives here besides my parents."

"Yeah, ok."

"He's in his room."

She went up to his room, knocked, and went in

"Hey El."

"Hey Mike, I wanted to show you something."

"Ok."

He followed her downstairs

"Come on!"

They went to the piano in the living room

"Look."

She played it, and Mike couldn't feel prouder, she learned how to play the piano.

"Cool, I really like it."

"Thanks."

After a moment or two of an awkward silence El broke it

"Well, I only had enough time to show you that, I got to get home before lunch gets cold."

"Oh, well, See you then."

"See you."

El went back home, wanting to practice a different song, a harder one.

She arrived at her house and walked in

"Hey, you're back."

"Yeah, I wanted to practice some more."

"Ok, well, since you've apparently mastered that song, let's say we move to something else, ok?"

"Yeah, sure."

So, they practiced for a few hours, and El had gotten most of 'Fur Elise' down.

"Well, I'd say you're pretty good."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Well then, I have to go."

"Where?"

"Just have to show Mike something."

Joyce smiled

"Ok, just, be back before midnight, or call if you can't be and I'll have Jonathan pick you up."

"Ok."

She pedaled as fast as she could over to Mike's house, once she got there, she regained her breath and knocked on the door

"You again!"

"Yeah."

"Mike's in the basement now."

"Ok, thanks."

She walked down to the basement and saw Mike was setting up for a campaign that was apparently tomorrow.

"Hey."

"Oh, hey!"

"I wanted to show you something else."

"Oh, ok."

They walked back to the piano

And she played, it was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard in his life.

"I'm so in love with her, I love her so much."

She stopped playing

Oops, he didn't mean to say that.

"Hey I got to go to the bathroom for a second, be right back." He said

He went into the bathroom

"Why. Are. You. So. Stupid." He said banging his head against the wall

Meanwhile El was confused, love wasn't really a word she had ever heard besides Joyce, and it felt different when he said it.

At that, Mike's mom came in.

"Oh, hey El."

"Hi."

She realized, why not just ask her?

"Hey, what does 'love' mean?"

"Huh?"

"What does love mean?"

"Why? Who tough you that?"

"Mike said he loved me" She said quietly

"Oh, well. Love means that you like someone, more than a friend, you get a weird feeling in your stomach when you're around them, you don't want to go away from them."

There was silence for a few seconds

"I love him too" El said almost at a whisper

Karen's heart fell to pieces, here she has a son, who is growing up, who loves this girl and this girl loves him back.

He walked out of the bathroom just in time to catch that last sentence of El's conversation with his mom

He felt as if he was on air.

He walked up behind her

"Thanks." He said to her, embracing her in a hug

"I guess I'll leave you two alone." Said Karen

El looked out the window, it was sunset

"Oh, I have to call Joyce, tell her that Jonathan has to pick me up."

"Or."

"Or what."

"You could stay the night?"