Can I Be Him Ukulele Chords Novels & Stories

He plays the keyboard and is said to be the goofball amongst the four boys and God, is he hot; in a boyish kind of way. Now as for Ken, he is dark chocolate incorporated. He's the strongest of the four and usually broods, avoiding as much conversation as he can. His muscles are bulky, making his dark skin shine and glisten whenever he's in the sun. His grey eyes are intimidating and his curly dark brown hair is always in a low ponytail. He doesn't look like the type to play the electric guitar but that is exactly what he does and he's damn good at it. "Nice to finally meet you guys," I gasp out. I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart and when I reopened my eyes, the entire band had smi

"Wanna try something real quick?" She nodded her head. C Major was probably too difficult for her small hands, so I wracked my brain for something that would be workable for her. Maybe some simple open chords to shift up and down? We could just use three strings instead of all six and she'd at least get a feel for playing. "Mister?" I smiled. "Sorry. I was lost there for a second just thinking. You know 'Happy Birthday', right? Why don't we give that a try? Three chords should be doable and people have birthdays all the time, right?"

‘D chord, there you have the D chord. ‘Am I right?’ I asked. ‘Yeah,’ he answered. ‘Now try to strum it from the fourth string down to the last,’ ‘Is this right?’ ‘Make sure you press the strings with your fingers tightly to make the chord sound correct.’ ‘It hurts,’ ‘Yes, but you’ll get used to it,’ he said. ‘It will give your finger calluses and that’s normal,’ he added. ‘And now try to place your hand on the second fret, your ring finger on the second string, your middle finger on the third and your point finger on the fourth string.’

He makes me feel something inside that I haven't felt in a long time. It's the way he makes me think. How he stands up for himself, even when he knows he's not in the right place. I can see the fire in his eyes. It's not just a survival instinct; it's something more. Something about him makes me want to push him, test him, and see how far he will go.

JASON In your eyes I see there's something burning inside you, In your eyes I know it hurts to smile but you try to, You always try to hide the pain You always know just what to say I always look the other way I'm blind, I'm blind In your eyes, you lie, but I don't let it define you Oh, define you I tried to find love In someone else too many times But I hope you know I mean it When I tell you you're the one that was on my mind,

Lila has me by the hand and takes me to a makeshift bar, ordering cocktails for us which I had never even heard of before. I look around and see a guy staring at me from the sofas his looks were striking his dark brown hair fell perfectly into place, his tanned skin and his blue eyes. No wonder all the ladies were trying to get his attention. Then I notice Zena was sat next to him and she placed her hand on his face, he grabbed her hand to remove it from his face, she then follows his eyes to see where he is looking and she gives me a look to show how disgusted she is by my presence. SHIT! She noticed me, I quickly down my drink and drag Lila over to the dance floor before she could do anyth

My first meeting with Miguel wasn't as awkward as I had imagined. He had booked a table by the window, offering a perfect view of the ocean. Sunlight cast over his face, highlighting his sharp yet gentle features. "Ms. Becker, as far as I know, there was supposed to be another groom on February 19th. Why the sudden engagement with me?" I lowered my head and remained silent for a moment before replying, "If this bothers you, Mr. Lampe, I can call off the wedding."

"Now, let's try playing a simple "Let's try playing 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'," Iskander says, a smile on his face. I laugh, and he continues, "I know, it's a bit um silly, but it's a great way to learn. So, place your right thumb on middle C, and then play the C, D, E, and F keys." I do as he says, my fingers clumsy and uncoordinated. But with Iskander's patient guidance, I began to pick up the rhythm of the song. "You're a natural," he says, with his eyes twinkling.

The guys looked around at me and Jacob. “So, like what can you do?” Rodney asked my brother. Jacob smiled and said, “I can heal rapidly about ten times faster than my dad, and I hardly feel the pain but that’s all I know for right now we haven’t had much time to play around and see what else there is and nothing seems apparent yet.”

He looked around in mild confusion. “Don't worry about it. You can come give me later tonight.” I said , already on my way out the door. I didn't want to be in there much longer than I needed to be. It was easy for me to ignore the loud music, but it still bothered me nonetheless and the current song had a long drawn out electric guitar sequence that was burning my ear drums. “Aiit man. Let me know if you need anything else, Kay? Todd took another swig from his can, emptying it. He crushed the can and threw it amongst the growing pile in a corner.