Good evening everybody! I know that I'm not working on my new story tonight, but this is a small project that I'm very committed to. HyperAndProudOfIt has a contest based on Demi Lovato songs currently, and I decided to enter. I based my song off of Here We Go Again. While the one-shot I wrote doesn't exactly explain the full meaning of the song, I decided to choose a few stanzas that really said "Zarter" to me. I don't own Demi's music (while that would be pretty cool) nor do I own The Kane Chronicles.

Dedicated to anyone who honestly didn't know about someone. It's confusing and terrible, and basically sucks. Trust me, I know.

"Hard as I try I know I can't quit
Something about you is so addictive
We're falling together, you'd think that by now I'd know
'Cause here we go go go again"

People have told me that writing helps you get over anything. Maybe it can help me forget.

Everybody knows that Carter Kane likes me. That's simple. Probably the only simple thing about my life.

What isn't is the fact that I don't know. When he goes away, I can deny anything as much as I want. I can say, 'No, I don't have feelings for Carter,' like the desert is dry. It's easy. When he is around me- in my mind, in a dream, standing next to me- it's a whole different story. Saying that I dislike him becomes as difficult as finding the Book of Ra.

He's like a drug. All the time, people tell me horrifying stories about the Kanes. I've seen some of them for myself, and I know it's terrible, but there's something beautiful about it; it's like a head-rush. I will admit, Carter is an addiction. Something that I wish I could shake, but when I get around to it, there's no way I could bring myself to stop.

I can't fix anything. Our lives are too complicated. He has to save the world from the same being that killed my family and destroyed my life, and I have to stay at the 1st Nome and make things right there.

Given the fact that he doesn't know (hopefully), I don't have to worry about hurting him. I only have to worry about him hurting me. He would never hurt me intentionally, however being near him and not saying anything causes more pain than a bullet to the head.

Maybe why I can't bear to tell him is the fact that everyone that ever meant anything to me faded away. My parents, my home, Iskander, my childhood. If I let Carter behind every barrier I had ever put up to keep people away, I know he would be gone.

Even if I can't have him, and try to keep him out, I will never be able to stay away.

After I see him, I promise myself not to go back. Swear to myself that I don't like him. But when I see Carter again, those promises mean nothing. It's pointless.

I know that I can't have him, which only makes it worse. I'll go through this again and again and again and again.

"So how did you get here under my skin?
I swore that I'd never let you back in
Should've known better than trying to let you go
'Cause here we go go go again"

Like it? Hate it? As if it wasn't obvious, review and tell me what you think! Ciao! Adios! Au Revior! Arivadenche! Bye!

-Broadway4eva