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Romansa manis antara Riza dan Dean. Apakah Riza hanya sosok masa lalu Dean? Kisah yang berliku untuk mendapatkan kebahagiaan sedang di lalui. Sampai kapan Dean akan menunggu Riza? Kapan Riza kembali? Mengapa Riza pergi?

Siapakah Riza di hidup dean?

Alison
Alison wasn't surprised when most of the meal was spent with her dad gushing over her song and being grateful towards Dean for helping her but she will admit she was surprised Professor Smoak hadn't brought up their current assignment.
"Well, Leo seeing that everyone is about finished with desert how about some entertainment?"
"That is a great idea lets go into the other living room." Leo practically jumped to his feet while Professor Smoak turned to help his aunt then they led the way for the others.
As everyone was already making their way to the next room Alison sighed, "What's wrong?"
Alison turned to see Dean's hand out to help her out of her seat.
"Well, who knows what tonight's entertainment will be I just hope I don't end up playing the piano again."
"Piano?"
"Um yeah the room we are going to has a piano and all the seats are facing it, but if I'm lucky we will watch a musical or previous show that my music was in." Alison didn't want to see Dean's face so instead, she looked ahead.
"Well, if you end up having to play I would gladly share the stage with you."
"Really?"
"Of course we could perform the first peace you made me sing."
"Correction Professor Smoak made you sing and I don't have the recording so while I play the piano you will sing."
"Well, you were bossy as can be so I still think you forced me. You even scolded me after remember."
"Because you were such a bad student," Alison laughed and nudged Dean.
"Hey, I am a great student. I still know the song that should be proof."
"Sure," Alison chuckled and walked ahead.
Dean
Dean was overjoyed. There was no other way to put it, Alison was happy and wasn't pushing him away instead she accepted his help if needed, and to make things even better he learned so much about her and her love for her family. Each second he was there he admired her more than the last. He found out that she was brave and would do anything for her father and brother, and they for her. 
As he followed Alison they soon entered the 'other living room' though it looked like a small concert hall. Sure there were couches, but they were in a semi-circle facing the slightly raised stage that held a microphone on a stand in the front, and to the left of it was a white piano, and next to the piano was an acoustic guitar. Dean stood there in awe until he felt a nudge. 
"You are about to start drooling," Alison chuckled.
"You realizing living rooms don't normally have a small stage, right."
Alison chuckled, "Well it comes in handy when your mom has an amazing voice and your dad is her biggest fan." Alison turned towards the stage and smiled as if she was remembering a special moment. 
"The piano and guitar were my mom's, she was the one who taught me how to play, and now when I'm home every so often I would play a melody for my dad."
"What are you two doing still standing come take a seat and let's watch the performance," Leo called.
Alison smiled and took a seat next to her father and that left Dean to take the single seat next to her. 
"So dad no need to keep up the suspense which performance are we watching?" Alex asked.
"We will watch one from your mother and the second one will remain a surprise." Dean couldn't help but notice how Alison smiled as she heard the announcement. 
Leo then picked up a remote and turned on the huge flat-screen TV that was on the wall behind the stage. After a few clicks, the video started. Dean was once again in awe, Alison was an exact copy of her mother, the same hair, face, and smile. It was obvious they both shared the same passion for music and it could be seen when they performed. 
He turned as the performance came to an end and noticed Alison was blinking away tears and so were her father and brother.
"Luna was an amazing artist Leo and Alison looks just like her mother," Ms Johnson smiled.
"She truly was Leo, and without a doubt, Alison got her talent from her mother," Professor Smoak added.
Leo smiled down at Alison with his arm around her, "My wife was truly gifted and I know for a fact she would be proud of who our daughter is becoming. I am more than blessed because anytime I look at my children I see parts of Luna and they make me feel as if she truly is still here. Alison with her talent and beauty and Alexander with her brains and humor."
Both the Walker siblings smiled with their father, "Thank you, Dad," they said in unison.
"Ehem, now on to the next performance." Leo picked up the remote and the next video started.
It seemed as though the person holding the camera was running because all you could see was moving tiles and hear shoes hitting the ground. Then the running stopped and the person entered a room and by the sounds it seemed like the person wasn't alone. The room was pitch black then the light turned on in the booth. Alison appeared, she was hooking up her phone to the system then the melody began. She picked up the headset and took a deep breath. 
Dean realized they were watching Alison's unplanned performance. He turned and looked at everyone in the room. Alison was frozen, it was as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her father was smiling with his tears finally falling free. Alexander had also shed a few tears but his smile and eyes showed how proud he was of his little sister. Olivia was smiling and holding onto Alexander's arm. Professor Smoak had his arm over Ms Johnson and they were both swaying to the beat of the song. 
No one could take their eyes away from the video as they saw how alike Alison and her mother truly were. The way she poured her heart and soul into the lyrics it was clear as day. Then the melody began to fade and the song slowly came to an end. Alison finally opened her eyes to be met with students cheering. 
She frowned then began to sway and it was obvious she was fainting and as she fell Dean rushed forward ahead of Professor Smoak trying to catch her but he was a second too late. He quickly picked her up bridal style and yelled "Where is the nurse's office?" and that's where the video ended. 
"Alison that was beautiful," Alexander said to her with tears running down his face. then he turned to Dean, "Thank you for helping my sister."
Leo turned to face Dean, "Thank you for helping my daughter Dean I am truly grateful."
Dean scratched the back of his head, " I just did what anyone would do. There is no need."
"Stop right there because this will continue until someone accepts it." Alison took a deep breath and looked at Dean, "I never thanked you for helping me and I believe it's far past due but thank you Dean and I'm sorry for trying to push you away."
Dean sat there frozen, of all the things he thought would happen that was the last thing he expected, it was definitely an interesting afterparty. 
Professor Smoak smiled and nudged his aunt, "Well, now since you two are now friends how about you both perform for us before we call it a night?"
"Ms Johnson I think that is a great idea," Leo laughed overjoyed.
Alison turned to Dean with wide eyes.

Alison Walker a talented singer and songwriter, a student at the Arts Academy, capable of so much but she has a couple of things holding her back, like her stage fright and the fact that she is an introvert.  
But soon everything changes... 
Dean Ozeata a singer and songwriter as well transfers into the Arts Academy, hoping that the year will be drama-free. But sadly that is not the life he was meant for and he finds interest in the girl who is always in a corner writing not communicating with anyone.
What happens when their worlds collide?
Will all be well or will their worlds come crashing down?

I felt really happy entering the assembly hall. We sat with our classes and I realised that I had been here before, on the first day of school, when the principal gave her welcome address and the school student president (now known as Matt) had talked to us and introduced the student affairs to us. That was like another lifetime ago now. 

Now the faceless students I sat with were classmates with names and faces. I even recognized one of two of our school event hosts - Jules. Was he the senior event host that would be graduating out this next year? 

The other event host was a girl with an almost shoulder length bob and a wide smile. Her eyes looked sparkly even from where I was seated in the second half of the hall. 

"Hi, I know everyone is very excited, but please come in and take your seats. We will be starting soon." She announced on the stage before disappearing again behind the curtains. 

Oh, I knew the stage looked different. The podium had been moved right to the side. Next to it was two mic stands, I suppose they were for the event hosts. 

And the curtains were drawn. 

I felt definitely excited about meeting what was behind the curtain. My lucky sense of direction was certain it was something I liked very much. Yay! 

Krystal and Zara started bickering about whether drummers or guitarists made better boyfriends. 

I threw a glance over to see what Marcus had to say about it, but he was just tapping on his phone, as if he hadn't noticed. Henry smirked and gave me a wink. 

Wow. Looks like the Alpha was in a good mood. Haha
I threw him back a wide smile and turned back to face front.

I was feeling chill myself. I guess it's because I'm done with homework for the day. I even finished going through the files in the train this morning. And also, Wolfie was... Content? At ease? Who knew the ways of a wolf? I was supposed to be one myself, and I can't figure me out. 

"Good evening, I mean, good afternoon everyone." Jules took to the mic on the side of the stage, the girl with the sparkly eyes smiled widely at that, "Are you using the wrong script?" 

"Ah yes, sorry. Too many events lately." Jules returned with a practiced smile, then he looked up at the audience, "I'm Julian."

"And I'm Romana." The girl with the sparkly eyes said.

Together they announced, "And we'll be your hosts."

"As usual." Jules added. 

"Yes." Romana answered, "But please stick to the script Julian." 

And I knew from that moment that I wanted to be a school's event host one day. 

"Before we begin, I'd like to remind everyone that taking videos or photos is not permitted during the performance." Romana said. She sounded so professional. 

Jules, "Well then, without further ado, it brings me great pleasure to introduce the reigning champion high school of Battle of the Bands, our friends from Green Leaf Academy!" 

Eh?

"Eh? Isn't that the school your prince goes to?" Zara asked me. 

"Is he here?" Krystal asked.

"What prince?" Pearl asked but no one answered because there was the loudest guitar riff as the stage curtains parted and there at the centre mic under the spotlight was Dean. 

(Now, tell me you didn't see that coming.)

Only that Dean's acoustic guitar was on the stand next to his mic. So the guitar we were hearing was coming from... Ben's green electric. 

Ben. I knew he played the guitar... But the guitar I knew was the one at home, in his room, an old beat up thing with strings, right? What was he doing here?

"Hello, Sam's school." Dean said into the mic. He smiled easily, picking up his guitar like he did this every day. At least I recognized this guitar, even though Dean looked kind of different on stage too. Jasmine gasped and grabbed my arm, but the rest of the school was unmoved.

"We're at Winderhill." A gorgeous girl with a mic stepped out from backstage. The audience got quieter suddenly.

When I said gorgeous, I meant like large loose curls on shoulders, short black dress, like someone who stepped out from an MTV kind of gorgeous. 

"Oh, sorry. Wrong school." Dean shrugged good naturedly and smiled at us. He adjusted his guitar strap, completely unfazed at the crowd, "Let's try that again."

"Hello Winderhill! I'm Dean. The guy showing off on guitar right now is Ben." 

At this, Ben slammed down on his strings to stop the music. 

The school laughed a bit. Dean shrugged, "He can be a bit moody." 
 
Dean continued smoothly, "Bassist there is Marlow."

Marlow's fingers made some quick steps over the bass to create a baseline. 

The audiended woooed at that and clapped a bit.

"What's up, my man." Dean greeted his bassist. Marlow ended the base line abruptly. 

"I'm not 'your man.'" Marlow growled. 

A girl squealed. I don't know why. A few students sniggered at her.

But Dean only lifted his hands up in mock surrender and then turned back to us, "See the people I put up with for the sake of music..."

Some of the audience chuckled. Dean continued the introductions, "Anyway, on the keys is Shannon." 

Shannon played something fancy. Which surprised me because I've ever only heard him on guitar.

"And keeping the beat back there is Link." The drums sounded in response, ending with the cymbals splashing. 

"And last but not least," Dean indicated to the gorgeous girl next to him, "Our school songbird, Lola." 

Lola? That's Lola? Like my gamma, Lola? The guys in school started applauding and hooting. 

"Woah... Yeah, she didn't even sing yet and you're cheering." Dean pretended to complain, "You guys are so unfair!"

The audience chuckled. 

"Okay, here's the deal, we're going to work hard today to play for you and if we do a good job, you scream_"

Someone screamed. 

"Wait." Dean scolded, "We haven't started yet."

The school laughed. 

"Shut up and play, Dean" Ben bossed into the mic.

"Ooooo..." Said the audience. 

"Okay, okay..." Dean started playing on the guitar. This was another guy I've heard play the guitar and sing, maybe even more so than Ben or Shannon, and on that very same guitar.

But today, maybe it was the stage, or the full band behind him. today I felt like I was hearing Dean perform for the first time.

And then when Lola joined him, it was like I forgot I was in school.

Their duet was incredibly sensual. I would have thought they were mates. Except I also knew they were not... They were performing for the audience.

They were singing to us and we were mesmerised.

THEN IT GOT LOUD
We all clapped and applauded at the end of the opening act. Dean took a bow, and then opened his hand to Lola who took it with a smile and bow too. 

They stepped away and the three hyenas picked up the mics and stepped forward. I saw Kev pull on the bass Marlow had abandoned in the background. 

Nix smirked and drawled into the mic, "Yo."

The audience warmed up by now, readily clapped and cheered back. 

"To tell you the truth, we don't sing much, so don't expect anything fancy" Nix said with a winsome smile.

"Yeah, we're just here so we can skip class." Ethan added with a laugh.

The music started in the background. Ben obviously deciding not to wait for any more chit chat.

"This one is a classic." Marlow said before he started, but even before he did, the opening beat made it obvious that he didn't mean classical music kind of classic.

He meant Savy's kind of classic, which wasn't so much singing than yelling in the mic, I mean they were rapping. 

"Kick it!"

And the guys were off, moving and rapping and pretty much riling the audience up.

The whole school roared in response. I had no idea we had this much suppressed rebellion happening till today. 

"You gotta fight..."

And by the time the hyenas were through, the school was pretty much all on their feet shouting along. 

"...PARTY!"

All around the kids were singing or screaming or stomping or waving.

It was bad. And loud. And my ears were ringing. But it was also incredibly fun. 

Madam Principal, the vice principal, the discipline mistress and Coach Williams were shouting at each other just off stage. I think they were discussing over the noise if they should stop the madness. 

But they didn't have to worry because the hyenas were soon chased off by none other than Harvey himself. 

The band quietened. Harvey walked out, holding his black electric by its neck. He picked up the fallen mic stand in the middle of the stage. 

"Oi." He said to the guys behind him. 

The three hyenas stepped back into the shadows in a row, and posed like three naughty kittens in front of their mother. 

Our school naturally laughed at the three hyenas' plight.

"I told you not to play that song." Harvey said into the mic. 

The guys bowed and left the stage.

"Sorry, they're not usually like this." He said with a wry smile into the mic as he leaned forward to wear his guitar, "they're usually worse."

"Give it up for Nix, Marlow, and Ethan." Harvey said. 

The three bad boys came back out, made a quick bow to the laughing and clapping audience and slipped backstage again. 

The school continued to whoop and cheer. I was starting to wonder if some of the audience was just letting out steam now. 

Harvey held up a hand and then everyone quietened, waiting to see what Harvey would do. 

My Beta, in his usual leather jacket and calm smile, but with the addition of a jet black electric guitar. 

He started playing, picking out clear and quick notes on his guitar, "This song is to someone important to me."

"Is your prince going to sing to you?" Zara asked.

I highly doubted it, but I paid special attention to the lyrics to try to guess who the song was for.

As far as I could tell, he was singing to a very enigmatic person who was probably dangerous to fall in love with. 

You know how they say when someone takes to the stage and became another person? Well my calm and cool beta was doing that. Turning up the heat so that you could barely hear him above the screaming girls.

A lot of screaming, I had to cover my ears until I think the audience figured out they were missing the performance due to their own screaming, and quietened.

I suddenly felt embaressed to feel his emotions through the song. It felt too private, so passionate, I had to remind myself that it was just a performance. It wasn't real. 

And then a lot of guitar... Beta can really play the guitar. And the screaming started again.

Eventually, all good things must come to an end.

"You guys are probably the loudest audience we've ever played for." Harvey told us a little breathlessly when we came to the end. This pleased us greatly and we obliged by making more noise. He held up his hands for quiet, we quieten so he would continue. 

Harvey smiled wryly at us, "But here's the last one, an old favourite from Imagine Dragons." Harvey centered the mic with the spotlight as he spoke. And I noticed the stage being rearranged behind him as the earlier acts returned to stage. 

But instead of singing, after adjusting the center mic, Harvey stepped out of the spotlight and started the guitar instead. 

Ben stepped forward, his guitar swung behind him, he leaned in very close to the mic. His voice was growly and cool.

Then Shannon and Dean behind him joined in.

Did I tell you how when Ben's wolf was on the surface, I always felt like something good was going to happen?

By the chorus Shannon and Dean had gotten the audience to join in. 

Marlow slunk forward, claiming his turn on the mic. For those who liked rap, they weren't disappointed.

Nix and Ethan chimed in too. The three of them always had a chemistry, I've noticed since we trained together, but now hearing them rap and move together, it was really being played on to the full.

And then Lola walked into the limelight, stepping up in front of the guys, her voice like an angel's, she sang one word, "Pain!"

She pointed the mic to the audience and the guys behind her as well as whoever knew the words sang along:
"Pain..."

Personally, I had never heard this song before, or at least I had never noticed it. But it seemed a good proportion of the student population at Winderhill could follow. But why were we singing about pain?

And then Harvey walked up without missing a beat. Last verse was his.

And then all too soon it was over. My heart was beating, my eyes were wide... Wow. 

The hall was suddenly silent and then somebody shouted "encore", and then some students started clapping and then everyone else followed. It was a standing ovation... Well we had all been on our feet since the second song. Everyone was clapping and every now and then a whoop or wolf whistle would shoot out from the general applause.

"As expected from the battle of the band reigning champion." Marcus remarked, more to himself than anyone else. 

Wow. I had no idea my gang was this talented. I mean, over the years, I'd heard them practicing... here and there. Quietly on the edge of their beds, or randomly in various empty study rooms... Sometimes with a lot of mistakes, sometimes with a lot of arguing... It definitely wasn't like this at all. 

I guess all the years of practice and watching DVDs (over and over again)... I can't say how often I stepped into Beta Lucas' living room or Dean's home to see a random concert playing on TV on repeat.

I cannot tell you how many conversations about upgrading instruments, strings, and the finer points of live performance, set ups, or long debates over shared DVD contents I had to endure over the weekends with the guys.

They were always trying to master another riff, or checking out a new song or investing in new equipment.

I guess it paid off for them. 

"Encore!" Someone demanded.

"No encore." Ben said into the mic. He pulled up the hem of his t-shirt to wipe the perspiration from his face, "You want more, buy the tickets." 

The girls started screaming, but not necessarily because they wanted tickets. I don't think they realised he was still in middle school. 

Nix smirked and stripped off his drenched t-shirt. He pretended to throw it at the audience. 

The girls screamed and actually reached out to catch it, making him laugh at them. 

The curtains close on them and Julian and Romana came back on stage.

"Wow." Romana spoke first, "Is it just me, or is it hot in here?"

Jules grinned, "What? I can't hear you. I think your screaming broke my eardrums."

Romana chose to ignore her co-host, smiling at all of us, she used her professional voice to say, "Tickets are being sold in the student foyer this afternoon. They're selling at $80 a ticket online, but if you buy it today, it's only selling at $60."

That was expensive.

Jules continued right on cue, a miracle for someone who claimed to had lost his hearing, "You can also buy their Concert DVD from last year which includes their winning performance at Battle of the Bands."

Madam Principal quickly got onto the stage soon after. I saw teachers being stationed at the exits. 

"All of you, sit down now." She said sternly to us, "The show is over. Settle down."

There was growling and grumbling, and the scraping and squeaking of chairs. But we were quickly seated. 

"I will be dimissing you class by class. Please take your things and leave in an orderly fashion." Madam Principal instructed. 

I guess it was really over and back to reality for us. I had no idea going to a concert would feel like that. 

I definitely needed a ticket to the show!

Big-hearted and witty, Samantha Kingsley is the Alpha's daughter who grew up learning to meet everyone's expectations. But Samantha isn't a pup anymore, she's in high school now, and is just about to discover that her life is written by her choices. Not by dreams, or prophecies, or even the moon goddess. This girl is going to protect the happiness of her pack and everyone she loves.

Read her diary here.
Updated every night.

Volume Synopsis
VOL 1
It's the first week of school. Despite my failed attempt to make a friend, I somehow ended up surrounded by a handful of wolf classmates, got accepted by the human "cool" girls, and became a vampire's guard dog? 


VOL 2
I think I'm just starting to get the hang of school. From navigating school halls, new friends, vampires, and school clubs... 
Back home it should have been the usual drill, but things started shifting. And I urm...might have been messing around where I shouldn't.


VOL 3
I had to miss a couple of school days this week due to my ah, long term bout of "anemia". It's been pretty intense at home. My alpha position was challenged, rogues burnt down our home, I rescued my first fight dog, discovered the Lorent's secret oracle, almost rescued my mate...and accidentally stumbled into my Alpha Dad's secret.


VOL 4
My worlds collide as some members from my pack come to my school to sell concert tickets. And when Grandpa Alpha shocked us all by dying, my dad's family comes together to pay their last respects at the Night Forest Pack. 


VOL 5
It's February and the Vampire Queen is celebrating her birthday. Would Rebel's plan to escape work out? Meanwhile, I'm stuck in school dealing with high school drama, an evolving wolf, and a new human sister. In the Red Packlands, war nearly breaks out. (This might have been a very little bit my fault.)

VOL 6
It's the week of Valentine's Day, but I've got a highschool play, Lorent drama, Vampire slaying training, and an underground army to deal with first. And then warlock weather threw an extended snowstorm at us. The whole of Green Packlands goes into lockdown - but what about Valentine's Day?

VOL 7
Exams are a week away, and it feels like my time at Winderhill is really coming to a close. I'm trying to be a good student, but there are paparazzi camped outside my school, I ran with rogues (I'm shocked too), Maria just had to enter her dark cycle in school...My life is too exciting to study for exams.

VOL 8
It's exam week, but I've got far greater problems brewing at home. The prophecies are merging. River's stone had unlocked warlock trouble, the rogue king has moved in, and then there's Uncle Louis' economical problems... one at a time. Just let me survive Code Black and figure out what's going on at Heller's first, and I'm sure everything else will work out somehow.

"Penelope, what?"
"Oh! Um, Penelope Walters." I say, embarrassed.
"And?"
"Arthur Smith." That's one guard down.
The next part is trickier, the scanners.
"Arms." Says a familiar voice, Jace. We both hold out our arms, Jace pretends to scan them and allows us in.
As we walk through the crowd. I keep my black wig in place as I'm suddenly grabbed by the arm, I feel a sharp inhale of breath as I'm whisked onto the dance floor. I lift my head to meet the stranger's gaze, only to find it wasn't a stranger.
"De- I mean Danny." I say in surprise, remembering Dean's code name. He looks uncommonly pale but continues to waltz in time with everyone.
"We have a slight problem." He mutters. Oh boy.
"What?" I ask, trying to hide the panic from my voice.
"The… bird… isn't available." He mutters, bird Is the code name for our distraction.
"Crap. Can anyone else do it?" I mutter, he shakes his head. Fine, I'll have to take things into my own hands. I let go of Dean and spin as elegantly as I can onto the performance stage. I feel my legs propel me onto it before I can say stop. I turn and face the dancers and gossipers Dean's pale face wide with terror. I clear my throat.
"Ladies and Gentleman! I am your entertainment tonight!" I say, not knowing what to do. The dancers stop and everyone takes their seats. 
"Tonight, I will be… singing." I say, before letting the thought form in my mind. Singing? I can't even hold a note! Oh shit. 
I clear my throat again and take the guitar on the left side of the stage. I think hard for a second but remember a song I used to play when I was a kid. I start strumming, the cold strings feeling familiar and old in my hands. I start humming before finding the words. I see Dean dart off, away from everyone. It was working. I start getting louder, the foreign words feeling like my own language. I let the Spanish words fall from my mouth. I know I go too high on the low parts and to low on the high parts but I don't care. Finally, when the song was done, I dart off stage. 
Time for phase two. I follow from where Dean had gone, down Castle stairs and into the dungeons, the Guards don't bat an eye as I hurl past them. They must all be allies. I close the dungeon door behind me, the hinges squeaking and groaning. I rip off my dress and change into jeans and a tank top, hidden there by Jace earlier. I throw my old boots away which had left blisters the size of Jupiter and grab some trainers I run back upstairs. This is it.
I run into the hall as I fling off my wig, I hear gasps and shouts as I make my way into the centre. 
"Everyone who does not wish to get caught in crossfire, leave now!" I shout at any innocent bystander. Only a few move.
"Well, well, well. Foolish 0f you to come alone." Says the icy cold voice of Victor. My heart freezes but I don't flinch. 
"You're the foolish one, Victor. Or should I say… dad?" I spit. I see the hint of shock cross his ugly face, good. I'm glad I can still do that.
"How did you-"
"Never mind how I know. Would you like to tell the world what you did too your only daughter, and to your only son, or should I?" I hiss, acting braver than I feel. His jaw clenches as Dean appears at my side, no longer dressed in a suit. 
"Or should we show them?" I say, Dean grins and we both spread our massive wings. It's less painful now, I look at my white wing, as snowy as ice and my black one, as dark as death's shadow.
Gasps and whispers spread through the massive crowd of people. 
"This man experimented and tortured his own children, imagine what he's done to every other child." I shout. I rip off the straight flag on my wrist, revealing my pink one, and Dean's bisexual one. 
A lot of the crowd has disappeared, sensing the awaiting conflict. Still, a couple thousand remain. 
I hear Victor's cold laugh echo in my ears, the ringing appears more painful, more painful because of the 50% of my genes I share with him.
"Yeah? You and who's army?" he chuckles. I grin.
"I'm so glad you asked that." I say as most of the guards and guests reveal themselves and stand with us, along with the massive tiger.
His face gone a strange colour of purple, his eye twitching. 
"Get. Them." He snarls through gritted teeth. We pounce into fighting position, my gun pointed firmly at Victor. Chaos erupts. Gun shots fly over my head and into the enemy. I sprint to the stage and leap from it, landing on the nearest enemy. I hold onto her as she thrashes against me. I manage to get my gun steady; I close my eyes as I shoot. She crumples onto the ground, holding her injured leg.
"You bitch!" she yells. I feel a strange sense of guilty, I hate shooting people, I decide. I run further into the chaos, shooting down the enemy as I go. 
"Dez! Is it ready?!" I yell as I run into him, with blood dripping down a cut on his lip, he grins and nods. I leap into the air and unfurl my wings. Our side stops fighting. We back against the walls, it's time.
I hear the explosions going off first. I yell for everyone to duck, some do. The roof above me explodes, shining in sunlight. With the help of Dean, we carefully guid large pieces of debris away from anyone. Casper and Flynn roll the screen out, the helicopters above with cameras and mics. We start playing the images, all found on Victor's computer. About the experiments and the torture, about his plans and about us. I close my eyes as the images flow through, Victor and his goonies had gone to a standstill. I guess the government hadn't approved of everything Victor was doing.
The cameras pointing at us glare in the sun, I move away slightly. 
"No, no, no." I hear Victor mutter. The helicopters start to disperse silently away again, I guess they got all the needed. I see Jace tip his cap out the chopper as it flies away.
BANG!
The shot rings in my ears, I gasp as I tuck myself into a corner. I'm not hit. I look down to see Casper, all good. Flynn, grinning at me. Alec looking stoic as always, Dean flying as well as normal. Then Dezzie. I see his wide innocent eyes as he removes his hand from his stomach- revealing blood. The gun shots continue as the chaos erupts again. But I barely notice, I zoom down and catch Dezzie just as he tumbles from his chair. 
"Where are you hit?!" I yell hysterically. I have to pull myself together, for Dezzie. 
"Shhhh, it's ok." I sob. I lay his head on my legs, covering him with my body and wings. 
"I don't want to die." He sobs.
"You're not going to, I'm right here. And tomorrow we'll be back at our new home, ok?" I say, biting back tears. Not Dezzie. Please god not Dezzie.
"Sing me the song." He croaks. With all my willpower, energy and strength I manage to croak out the Spanish song. The one Dezzie and I always sang when we were kids, he taught it to me when we were in cages. 
I sing and sing, barely able to look at Dezzie. Finally, when the song was done, I look down. 
Tears sting my eyes and I feel like my lungs are made of lead. My best friend, gone. But I have to put this aside for now, I have to turn the pain into anger, or I might explode.
"Victor." I spit, walking towards him. 
I pull out my gun, thinking only of Dezzie. I got to squeeze the trigger but stop. I can't. 
I look around, thousands of dead and injured lay on the floor. Our side has overpowered them.
"Tie him up. Wait for the police." I croak distantly, the room had gone silent. The boys looking tearful and worried, do as I say and Victor is forced to the ground. I go and sit on the steps, feeling numb and strange. I should be happy, our side won, we're free. But yet I feel as if the worst thing in the world has happened. Maybe it has, how can I ever continue without him, my cage partner, my soul brother. I bury my head into my arms, the pain medication had started to wear off and my shoulder and ankle aches distantly. But the pain in my ankle is nowhere near the pain I feel for Dezzie.
"Hey." I jump up, fists ready. Dean looks in pain, I don't want to be here, but I let him sit next to me anyways.
"The police are here. They're arresting everyone on Victor's side, got no choice really. The cameras went on live stream, to everywhere." He mumbles. I sigh and rest my head against his shoulder. I feel hot tears well up, and a pain like none I've ever known well up from the pits of my stomach. I squeeze my eyes as hot tears spill rapidly, making me sniffle and shudder. Dezzie's gone, Josephine's gone, Noah's gone. Dean's grip on my arm tightens as he begins to cry too. 
"There's no one left." I sob, my eyes stinging. Alec, Casper and Flynn join us, all crying silently. 
"There is, there's us. And the kids." Dean mutters through tears. 
We're led away in vans, to hospitals and the kids are reunited with teachers and friends. I sit in my hospital room, my shoulder bandaged and my ankle in a cast. I feel the thin knitted blanket between my calloused fingers as the doctor enters. 
"The government has made an announcement, have you seen?" he says eagerly. I shake my head, not looking at him.
"Victor and his followers are being put on trial, most of them are already in prison! And you lot don't have to live underground anymore…" I hear him trail off. We're free? Finally? It should be a relief, but I can't stop playing everything on repeat in my head. I know we won't get any rights, at least not yet anyways. The government is still run by homophobes, at least for the time being. But I can't focus on that now. The doctor leaves sometime later, muttering about the 'generosity of the government' and what a 'miracle' my wings are. I black out after some heavy doses of medicine; I've been weaning off it for some time, but the sleeping stuff is the only thing that'll make me sleep. I wake with a jerk as a nightmare floods my brain. I wipe my sweaty forehead and reach for my new glasses, the same frames but without the cracks. 
"Mercury? Is that you?" I hear, I jump and flip the light switch. There, in an oversized hospital gown, stands Venus.
"Venus! Hi!" I say, putting on my best childlike voice. She looks taller, and bigger, less skinny and frail. Still, she has the same childlike glint in her eyes. 
"Mer! I found you! Guess what, I got to buy a new toy!" she squeals, I nearly laugh, a new toy for kids like her, kids like me, is like all the Christmases and birthdays rolled into one. 
"No way!" I say and grin. She hops onto the end of my bed and shows me a plastic car. 
"I have to go now. I don't want to get in to trouble, but I found my mommy and daddy and I get to go home soon." She says, suddenly serious. 
"That's fun!" I say as animatedly as I can.
"Will you come and visit?" she says quietly. I'm taken aback, but nod and smile sadly. She leaps off the bed and flutters away.

Cerian.
How do you call a state between excitement and depressed? I was excited because of a few key reasons one being in just fifteen minutes,I would be performing two hit songs from my album. The other reason was after performing I'll sit through a twenty minute interview and QnA.

Yaay,I'm so excited!

The reason behind my current depression was Corey,I mean Kiran ended things with me on Saturday. Sure the reason behind the breakup was worth it : I was married and clearly loved my partner but still I felt things for the artist and still consider him a friend. The main problem is,i couldn't reach him on Sunday,all my calls were directed to voicemail, I don't know if the whole friendship thing is mutual. More reason behind my current dilemma is that I have to come clean to Denver.

Dean supports it,whereby I just kind of want to sweep things under the rug. I call it moving on because ignorance is bliss,right?

Wrong. Denver knows I'm hiding something.

Back to here and now, I was seated on a fancy silver stool next to Rainbow FM presenter Carly Rodgers and in front of a fairly large crowd of overly excited teenagers. Far behind the crowd stood Dean having a chat with Dave,the radio's producer. I guess things were okay.

"So good to have you here," Crystal said excitedly presenting a toothy smile, "Honestly I'm still getting the aftershocks of your album. You delivered,"

"I delivered?" I chuckled.

"You delivered," She repeated then turned to the crowd, "I'm sure you all agree,"

The crowd chorused something in between a Yes and definitely agreeing with Crystal. I liked the energy radiating off from Crystal,most people who've interviewed me are normally just faking their excitement because being enthusiastic is part of their job description, some don't even bother faking as they are less enthusiastic. Crystal wasn't faking. She's a real fan.

"This is the moment,we've been waiting for," Crystal said after the crowd had settled down, "You get to play one song now then another after we are done,"

One of the guys from my team - Dylan, came from the backstage and handed me Melissa. I'm one of those weirdos who name their guitars. With Melissa in my arm,I used the other to adjust the microphone in front of me - finally set, I properly held Melissa and cleared my throat,eyes wandering to the back of the crowd where Dean was waiting for his cue to start. A brief head nod was all I needed.

Music to me was always a portal to another universe,some place safe,some place I could be happy ,a place with no prejudice and no judgment. The key to the portal was always my guitar that's why whenever I play I feel like in that perfect place. 

The here and now didn't matter. The only thing that bonded me with reality was the feeling of my fingers caressing the strings of my guitar and the sound of my voice.

I slowly drifted back to reality when I stopped singing and my fingers stopped playing. My eye was twitching and my fingers had fits, this usually happens after performing. I  gently placed my guitar at my feet and took in slow deep breaths to try and calm down from my high.

The next thing that followed were claps like thunder and loud cheers from the crowd.

"That was epic," Crystal patted my shoulder.

"Really? I thought it was rusty?' I joked. Internally,I wasn't even joking,it's been a while since I performed.

"I'm gonna ask, what's the reason behind pain? I'm sure a lot of dirty minded people like me," She chuckled flipping her long ginger hair behind her shoulder, "Would think it's about some BDSM relationship. No judgment here, what's it really about? Tell us the mystery."

" How about it remains a mystery ? That makes it more interesting," 

Crystal didn't ask more about pain. I'm low key happy about that instead she shifted her attention to my new merchandize mostly commenting on the artistic details on them.

She held up a T-shirt that had a picture of bleeding heart and nails sticking on it for the audience. "I'm not an art enthusiast but I know good art when I see one. This is one and guess what guys? We are giving free Cerian merch. We have shirts ,hoodies and bags just click on the link at the bottom of the screen and you might just get yours," 

She then turned to me ,placing the shirt on her laps, "According to sources that unfortunately can't be named, Dynasty and famous incognito artist Kiran are business partners. Kirans trademark logo are all over your merch. Could you confirm this?"

"Yes, we partnered a few months ago,"

Crystal's eyes lit up with the new information, "Have you seen him let alone meet him? Or..or her? If he's a she?"

Have I seen him? Met him? Hell I've messed around with the oh so famous Kiran Sherwood and even had feelings for him. 

"No," The lie tasted sour, "I'm sure it's a he though..well according to his representatives."

The next thing we talked about during the interview was about my relationship and career since I'm an openly married homosexual in Hollywood. That's something a lot of people fond hard to do in Tinseltown.

When the interview was over,Dean took us out for coffee. I needed one since I was so worn out.

"Black coffee,hot as requested," Dean said placing  a mug in front of me as he sat down sipping his own.

I stared at the liquid in my cup,the smell of fresh coffee hitting my nostril, the cafe was familiar ,same ivory colored tables ,red welcome banners suspended from the ceiling,the staff wore same coffee colored berets on their heads and it had an art corner where ameture art was pinned on by customers and the staff itself .

"Wow,that's fascinating," I commented in awe.
"A lot of people would like to express themselves but have no platform. I decided to give them one,"

This is Corey's cafe, I used to come here to hang out with him after hours in the studio. This is Corey's cafe.

"What's with that face? I clearly remember you saying you wanted black!"

"This is Corey's caf - I mean Kiran's,"

"Shit!" Dean hissed,eyes frantically searching around for the name mentioned above. "I'm sorry, I didn't know,"

"Its okay,let's just go, "

To save his marriage, Cerian made a deal with a friend. The deal was simple, draw the attention of his unfaithful husband . The deal worked but then Cerian started developing feelings for his friend to a point he got torn between choosing who to love. The one that hardly acknowledges his existence or the one that embraces him

This is not all about romance story, this story is all about forgetting your past with your best friend.

Today was the final show of the modern west tour
Me and Kevin was sitting in the tour bus I was cuddled up to him we just wanted to spend some time together alone because a week ago I found out that I was pregnant with our first baby together I still couldn't believe it that I was actually going to be a mom.
Kevin Costner: I can't wait for tonight when I get to sing Shallow with you.
Lucy Costner: I'm so nervous about singing tonight.
Kevin Costner: Hey don't be honey your an amazing singer be proud of your singing abilities Lucy.
Lucy Costner: Ok.
Four hours later
Me and Kevin had been playing some video games for the last three hours that and we was eating snacks.
We was just chilling when Blair walked into the tour bus.
Blair Forward: Kevin Lucy it's time for the show.
Lucy Costner: Ok we're coming.
Blair Forward: Ok.
Me and Kevin stood up we walked off the tour bus and we walked into the venue.
One hour later
It got to my favourite modern west song Let me be the one.
Kevin Costner: Hold on guys I'll be right back I just need to get some help.
I saw him hand Blair his guitar he then ran off stage.
Kevin Costner: Babe come and sing let me be the one with me please.
Lucy Costner: But why me.
Kevin Costner: Because there's no one that I'd rather sing it with than you.
Lucy Costner: Ok let's do this.
He kissed my cheek and he held my hand as we walked onto the stage we stood by the microphones the music started playing I saw him take a deep breath.
Kevin Costner: Let me be the name you whisper when you're dreaming in the night be the hand you reach for every time you need to hold on tight the one who stands beside you when the worst of troubles come let me let me be the one.
Lucy Costner: Let me be the place you hide away when you need somewhere to go the keeper of all your secrets that no one else should know the winding road you head for ever time you're on a ride.
Kevin/Lucy: Let me let me be the one let me be the one let me be the one for evermore.
Kevin Costner: Let me be your true companion as we travel through time.
Lucy Costner: The one who will protect you not the one who falls behind.
Kevin Costner: I wanna be your hero I wanna live to from the sun I wanna pull you from the fire.
Lucy Costner: I wanna help you rise above.
Kevin/Lucy: I wanna be the lightning in your eyes I wanna stand and fight for you I wanna be the place wherever hearts are true let me be the one let me be the one.
Kevin Costner: Did you know the way I felt or did you just now realise.
Lucy Costner: Did you know what you always wanted when you looked into my eyes.
Kevin/Lucy: I promised that I love you whatever moments come let me let me be the one let me be the one let me be the one for evermore for evermore for evermore for evermore let me be the one.
The music stopped playing everyone was clapping that's when I saw my parents and brother Augustus in the VIP seating I smiled they was actually here I couldn't believe it my family was actually here to see me and Kevin perform.
Thirty minutes later
It was time for when me and Colin was singing Shallow I was so nervous about it because it would only be me and Kevin on the stage.
Kevin Costner: And now there's a song that I wanted to sing with my wonderful wife babe come on out.
I walked onto the stage and I walked to the microphone by the side of him he started playing his guitar I saw him take a deep breath.
Kevin Costner: Tell me something girl are you happy in this modern world or do you need more is there something else you're searching for. I'm falling in all the good times I find myself long for change and in the bad times I fear myself.
Lucy Costner: Tell me something boy aren't you tired of trying to fill that void or do you need more ain't it hard keeping it so hardcore I'm falling in all the good times I find myself long for change and in the bad times I fear myself. I'm off the deep end watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground crash through the surface where they can't hurt us we're far from the shallow now.
Kevin/Lucy: In the sha ha sha hallow in the sha ha sha la la la low in the sha ha sha hallow we're far from the shallow now.
Lucy Costner: Oh h ah ha oh ah ha I'm off the deep end watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground crash through the surface where they can't hurt us we're far from the shallow now.
Kevin/Lucy: In the sha ha shallow in the sha ha sha la la la low in the sha ha shallow we're far from the shallow now.
He stopped playing the guitar everyone stood up and was clapping including my parents I smiled they actually liked it.
We walked off stage and we walked to my parents.
Lucy Costner: Honey we have to tell them about the baby.
Kevin Costner: I know honey we have to tell them today.
Lucy Costner: Ok that's fine by me babe.
We got to my parents.
Lucy Costner: Mom dad I didn't think you'd make it.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: We said we'd make it princess that was amazing.
Lucy Costner: Me and Kevin have to talk to the both of you alone there is something that we need to tell you.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: Ok that's fine by me.
Me Kevin my mom and my dad walked back to the tour bus we walked in and sat down that's when my dad spoke.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: So what did you want to talk about.
I looked at Kevin and he looked at me.
Kevin Costner: Babe just tell them please.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: Ok will someone tell me what's going on.
Lucy Costner: Well a week ago I found out that I'm pregnant with mine and Kevin's first baby together.
I looked at my parents my mom and dad was smiling.
Lucy Costner: Please don't be mad at me.
My mom and dad looked at each other.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: Princess we're not mad at you, You and Kevin are going to make amazing parents I know you wil.
Lucy Costner: Thanks dad that means a lot.
Three hours later
My mom and dad had gone home because of Augustus and because my mom was pregnant again I was cuddled up to Kevin in the sleeping bunks I kissed him.
Kevin Costner: Hey we haven't got much privacy in these they'll be back son.
Lucy Costner: So that's never stopped us before.
Kevin Costner: Yeah your right.
He got on top of me and we ended up having sex.
One hour later
Sure enough the rest of the band had come back to the tour bus.
Blair Forward: Kevin where are you.
He poked his head out the bunk.
Kevin Costner: What is it.
Blair Forward: We're going to stay here tonight then we can go home in the morning.
I kissed Kevin's shoulder blade and I whispered into his ear.
Lucy Costner:(whisper) Thank god. 
I kept kissing his neck.
Kevin Costner: Yeah ok that's fine by me I'll talk to you in the morning.
Blair Forward: Ok.
We cuddled back up to each other and we fell asleep in each others arms not long after that.

Hi I'm Lucy Costner 
I'm nineteen soon to be twenty and I'm the daughter of actor Jeffrey Dean Morgan I'm also the wife of actor Kevin Costner we've been married for almost a year and I couldn't be more happy.
I'm not like most girls I love motorcycles ATV's dirt bikes and fast cars I also love animals I have two dogs there both pure bred Huskies there names are Yellowstone and Arizona I have a horse named Apollo and I have two F2 Savannah cats named Romeo and Juliet.
I'm currently on tour with Kevin and his band modern west I miss my animals like crazy yeah we have someone taking care of them but I miss riding Apollo on the trails that's on our property.
What happens when it's the final show of the tour me and Kevin perform my favourite song from the movie a star is born the song is shallow little did I know my parents and brother am there at the show and they surprise me.

I like Pop-Rock music more than anything in the world, just like my boyfriend who likes stars and the unknown space outside of earth. He also loves rockets.
"What do you wanna be in the future, Edric?" I asked him as I strummed a tune on my guitar.
"You should already know by now." He snickered. I pouted in front of him as he giggled, he knows damn well that he studies multiple books in his free time. I couldn't determine which of those books he truly reads since he likes all genres. "Haha, I'm sorry okay. I'm just teasing you. The truth is, I want to be an astrologer."
"If I remember correctly. An astrologer is a person who studies... Stars? And space?" I guessed hesitantly.
"Something like that. I want to study all of the outsides of the earth. Just imagine the possibilities out there, the universe is a great mystery and it's waiting to be discovered." My boyfriend stared at the night sky with sparkles in his eyes.
I strummed another tune from my guitar then I grinned. "Are you sure you don't wanna be an astronaut in space?"
"I can't be an astronaut. I love the earth, the earth is my home." He paused and blushed at the same time. "Knowing that my boyfriend exists on this planet, is what makes me love this planet even more."
I've noticed his stare and those lovely rose-like red tints across his cheeks. That was the sweetest thing he has ever said to me, I'm so glad he's my boyfriend. I love him, I love everything about him.
I put aside my guitar for a while and warmly kissed him. His adorableness is through the charts, I just wanna embrace him tonight. But not right now, cause in any minute, the meteor shower will now close in. And when that happens, I'll cherish this moment forever with him.
I know from that day, that we will never be apart from each other. Nothing could get in the way of our love together.
That beautiful moment... Was three months ago...
"It's time to put an end to this relationship," Edric admitted in front of me. "We both know that our relationship wasn't going to last anyway."
You gotta be fucking with me. Is this how he repays my efforts from keeping us apart. Was I not good enough for him? I've made sure every single shit that has happened between us will be worked out and yet, why does he keep pushing me away?
"Fuck you, Edric. You weren't even there for me when I needed you the most." I cried out on top of my lungs, hoping that Edric could hear me from afar.
I find myself in my room ripping every memory I have with him. Fucking photos, fucking charm bracelets, and fucking guitar!
As I lift the guitar and slammed it down the floor. The strings tore apart and the sides have cracked. I've sat down on my bed and tears just wouldn't stop.
I can't believe that this was happening. I didn't want to believe it but, it is really over between us. He didn't even look at me eye-to-eye. Does he mean every word he said to me?
It doesn't matter anymore. We're-
"What's the commotion up here?!" My Aunt Laura ran towards my room as I quickly wiped the tears across my face. "Buddy, what happened? Your guitar, it's all busted."
"It's better that way." I rubbed the snot off of my nose with my T-shirt then sighed. "I don't need it anymore."
"You use to say that the guitar was your only treasure." She said as she picked up that stupid trash from the floor. "Don't you feel guilty about smashing something important like this?"
"I said, I don't need it anymore." I looked away from that junk, as she sighed and gently placed it back to the ground.
"You know buddy, I won't ask what's going on with you. From the looks of your face, you don't seem to be in the mood to speak about it." She sat down beside me. "When times get tough with life, you know what I do to make myself better."
I tried to think of an answer, but nothing came to mind. "I don't know, Aunt Laura."
"Haha, you're so clueless, Craig." She snickered while I pouted. "Alright, I'll tell ya. Is making music you know."
"Mu- Music?"
"That's right, music. While your emotions are still kicking. Make some music like you've wanna express your feelings to everyone around the world. Come on champ, are you up for a challenge?" She asked me with a grin.
That's right, all my life is about making music. I've been born to make music after all. I didn't lose anything at all, I have music with me.
"Aunt Laura," I paused as I gripped onto my fists. "I'll do it, I'll make music. I'll show the whole world how I feel and I'm going to be the greatest musician of all time."
I run towards my drawer and brought out my notebook from there. I also took a pencil and eraser in my pencil case. "So what's the music all about?" She asked.
"Hmph, I'm gotta let him know my music and show to everyone how I feel." I snickered.
My Aunt left my room with a slight smile on her face. She grabbed onto the knob as she slowly closes my door. "Good luck, champ." She said then left.
That's right, I'm going to make music. I'll let everyone know how I feel and why experiencing heartbreaks are the worst thing in the world. You'll hear me now, my Rocketeer Boy.
A few days have passed, I've continued to master my music and performance tonight at the Stage For Stars competition. If I want to let everyone hear this song, then I'll make sure that I've worked hard for it.
"Contestant no. 12, you're up." They called out for my number, then I responded to their call.
"I'm right here," I stood up from my seat. One of the competitors cheered for me and even encourage me to do my best. That's right, I'm going to make it to stardom.
As I entered the room, the judges were eyeing closely at me. I knew I have to shake off this tension inside of me, but I have to be confident with my voice and my skills.
"Would you please introduce yourself, love?" One of the female judges asked me.
"My name is Craig Robin. I'm already an eighteen-year-old senior graduate student from Chavez High. I've done music all my life, and I've also performed in front of a crowd before." I introduced.
"So you have experienced being on stage before." The senior judge commented as I nodded at his reply.
"That's right, sir."
"You wrote down that you've made your songs to perform in front of a crowd before." Now the female judge told me as I nodded at what she said. "Can you sing one of your songs here in Stage For Stars right now?"
"Ivy," The third judge called out the female judge, as she held her hand in front of his face.
"Is it fine with you?" She asked again.
"Oh um, haha. I don't mind." I blushed. I was able to borrow one of my cousin's guitar while I sat down to a seat, that one of the crew people were able to provide a chair.
As I strummed a single-string from the guitar, my memories with Edric came flowing back into me.
The fun times, the romantic times, the sad times, the fight times, and even the sexy times. I couldn't help but smirk... Cause I told myself that Edric has no longer a place in my heart.
"Today, I'm going to sing, Rocketeer boy."
~Stars above, on the night moonlight.
Ships of the wandering from the ocean below.
Care to explain, why you've tossed me aside.
You've crossed outside the earth as we drift apart.
Scars unfaded, pondering of choices, what became of us, and why it didn't go right.
Rocketeer boy, fly so high.
I doubt you ever looked behind, and
See why my heart aches for you.
Then again, it was never about us in the end.
Rocketeer boy, leave as you go, and you said it wasn't meant to be.
Cause you never tried to make an effort.
In the end, it was over between us, you left to reach the starlight, and your rocket sends you off, to the moon.~
Just as I finished the first half of the lyric. I could see that the senior judge had a smile on his face while the other two were also mesmerized by my performance. "Why you have a voice of a star." The senior judge praised me.
"Tha- Thank you." I hesitated.
"You have an amazing voice for a young man with an original song." The third judge applauds. "Normally we don't do original songs here because of different circumstances, but this was an exception."
"I going to be held responsible alright. Get off your high horse, Dean." The female judge sighed, while the other eye-rolled at her.
"Rocketeer boy, such a splendid title." The old man cackled. "It almost sounds like you're singing that song to someone else."
"Oh um, this song was indeed made for someone I know." I blushed slightly
"That's right, it sounded like this song was made for your lover." The third judge smirked. "Nothing but a good ol' boy tryna express his broken heart to her."
Agh, he hits me where it hurts.
Then the female judge coughed. "Okay, enough Dean. It's time to vote, is it a yes or no, Dean?"
"Yes, indeed." He proudly declared.
One...
"What about you old man?" She then asked the other judge who is older than her.
"Who you calling old man?!" He cried out. "Of course, this man has potential and I would love to see his face on stage again."
Two...
"Then the final vote goes to me." She smirked. "Since you've got two yes from two judges. Then you know what's coming, Craig."
That's right, what's coming for me. Is an opportunity to reach my voice to the whole world. To reach for stardom, I'm going to give my utmost hard work to accomplish that dream.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Then... It's a yes for me." She finally disclosed her answer as I slightly cheered but remain stiffed at the end.
"Tha- Thank you, thank you very much," I said multiple times as I was leaving the stage.
"See you next time, Craig Robin." She encourages me with a smile as I waved at her goodbye.
I've done it, I pass the competition. I can make it after all. As I went home and told them the good news. My Aunt Laura and my cousin, Leonard prepared a small celebration for me. I'm grateful to be related to this family. Because of them, little by little, I felt like my dream is coming close.
In the past, I've worked so hard to be a great musician and even won the Stage For Stars Competition. In two years, I was able to make an album and composed multiple kinds of music at that time.
I even found love for the third time. Her name is Cecilia, I met her at a cafe as a waitress and I found out she's fond of my music.
I let her touch the bass guitar that I bought using the competition money that I've won before. I even played the song I sang at the Stage of Stars Competition, which is the Rocketeer Boy in front of her.
She likes the tune of the melody that I've performed and we decided to hang out together. We've dated for three weeks and she became my official girlfriend for three years. I've won many awards and even gain enough fame and money to provide for my family.
I was beginning to have everything that I've ever wanted for my family, friends, lover, and even for myself. My dream became a reality and I've become a well-known musician.
But then five years have passed and I still feel incomplete. Somehow a luxurious life with my family and lover felt fulfilling and yet empty at the same time.
It seems like something was missing that I can't fully accept to this day. I visited the café that I went to because of its beautiful scenery and few customers coming in. I've grown to love the calm and silent atmosphere.
Haha, now I almost sound like him. I used to see him read books, staring at words with excitement, and replying to my annoying questions with enthusiasm.
I still didn't understand that introverted-nerd till now. But it was fun to watch him have that different reaction and it was fun-
"Craig, is that you?"
For some reason, my heart skipped a beat. I haven't felt this feeling in a long time and it felt warm and fluffy. It's like every being inside me felt sluggish.
I turned around to see who that person was and before I know it. It was him, why him?
"Edric," The cold feeling I had in my heart just kept melting in an instant.
Am I blushing right now?! What is this feeling?
I thought it had died down a long time ago. Five years have already passed and yet, what is this indescribable sensation inside of me.
It's so warm, so gentle. For a long time, this dork still looks as adorable as before. Why couldn't I control my feelings towards this dumping-jerk?
"It's nice to finally meet you." He smiled.

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