He had beautiful blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean. In his hands he only had the guitar case and a small bag. After just 5 minutes of driving he began rummaging through his bag and pulled out a small notebook with papers hanging off the sides. Leaning over the seat I saw it was music with rubber marks and barely able to read the words. When the little girl at the back heard him singing softly she ran down the corridor. She was half excited and half yelling at the man in Spanish. He was confused and had no idea what she wanted until she started pointing at the guitar case. He was excited that someone wanted to hear his music and eagerly took out his guitar. He was actually very good and when he finished we all asked him questions about himself. He told us his name was Alex and that he was hoping to go to Texas and get noticed by someone there. We all wished him good luck and allowed him to get back to writing his