Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, Stress, Cairo, Martini, Sclub 7's "I'll be there for you", or Savage Garden's "You can still be free". I do own Olivia Rambaldi.
Looking In My Memory What Did I See
All The Good Times You Gave To Me
Even From The Park Way After Dark
Listen To The Radio In My Car
It's Times Like These You See The Wood From The Trees
You Come To My Aid When I'm On My Knees
The Next Time You Feel Alone Just Pick Up The Phone
Olivia Rambaldi was sitting on the grass in Central Park. It was a warm, cloudy, windy day, and it was the beginning of fall. Olivia picked up her guitar and started to play the song she had just been writing. She was not quite sure of what the lyrics were going to be, but she still sang with all her energy.
She was nearing the chorus, which happened to be her favorite part. It was the first part she had come up with. She played the last few notes, and let the wind carry them away.
Reach Out And Touch Whisper My Name
I Will Deliver Again And Again
Straight From The Heart Honest And True
I Promise You This I Will Be There For You
Olivia sat in silence. All of a sudden she heard the sound of someone clapping. She turned around, and saw that a boy, who looked like he was about 17, was standing there. He had glasses, brown hair and eyes, and he was about average height.
"What are you doing there?" Olivia said, mad that she had let someone hear her play and sing.
"Listening to you play," the boy said chuckling, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
When I Think I'd Be Lost Without You
Makes Me Wonder What I Did Before You
When It Mattered You Were There For Me
You Were My Rock Boy You Were My Energy
Time Flies But I'll Never Forget The Way It Was The Day We Met
Don't Be Surprised You Know It's True
I'm Gonna Be There For You
"Well I didn't ask you to listen. I don't even know who you are!" Olivia exclaimed.
"Well excuse me," the boy said. "I should have introduced myself. My name is Specs."
"What a strange name," Olivia said.
"Well I'm a newsie, and all of us have names like this." Specs said. "What's your name?"
"Oh," Olivia said, embarrassed that she forgot to introduce herself. "I'm Olivia Rambaldi."
Reach Out And Touch Whisper My Name
I Will Deliver Again And Again
Straight From The Heart Honest And True
I Promise You This I Will Be There For You
Specs smiled at her. Olivia just remembered why she was talking to him, and was mad again.
"You still haven't told me why you were listening to me. I don't like it when people listen to me without asking." Olivia said crossly.
"Well," Specs said, amused that she was annoyed at him listening to her play. "I was just selling the last of my papes, when I heard someone playing the guitar. I walked over to see who was playing and singing, and I saw that it was you. I was waiting to tell you how good you were, but it seems you don't like compliments." This comment made Olivia blush. "Plus if you don't like people listening to you, why are you playing in Central Park?"
Through The Sun Through The Rain
I Will Still Feel The Same
Be It Good Be It Bad
I'll Always Understand
When You're Down When You're Blue
I Will Be There For You
Cause Nobody Does It Better
We're Gonna Get There Together
Olivia was shocked. How dare this boy come up to her and criticize her on where she came to play and where she couldn't.
"How dare you criticize me! You don't even know me. Plus, for your information, I do like to get compliments, I just don't get them that often." Olivia said.
Through The Sun And Through The Rain
I'll Be There For You
Through The Sun And Through The Rain
Be There I'll Be There For You
"How about we start all over again," Specs said walking away.
Olivia gave a small smile. Specs walked back over to her, and stopped in front of her.
"Hi," he said. "My name's Specs."
"Hi," Olivia replied. "I'm Olivia Rambaldi. Pleased to meet you."
Reach Out And Touch Whisper My Name
I Will Deliver Again And Again
Straight From The Heart Honest And True
I Promise You This I Will Be There For You
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