Emily grinned and her eyes widened as she saw all the instruments surrounding Sammy, "Wow, you have a lot of instruments." She eyed the other guitars...maybe Sammy could give her some pointers. She knew she was no where good enough to play rock music, playing some of her more upbeat songs were hard enough. Her ballads though...she could handle pretty well.
Emily set her guitar case down as she rummaged in her backpack for the poem she wrote after her meeting with Johnny. She also pulled out one of the books that had her music about her father and his wives in it. Those songs were really private, but they came from her heart...they really were the bearing of her soul...a part of her she was always afraid to show...even to Evan. "So do you want to see the lyrics for the song I want to write or do you want to hear one of my other ones...like the ones I told you about?"