A/N: Okay, so this a story about Mr Winkler asking the guys towrite a song. The song in this was written by me.
Swept Away With The Tide
-Jerome-
Drama class. Yawn. The same old routine: quick pep talk, act out some boring Shakespeare play, bell rings, I cheer inside. Same thing every day.
Except today, it wasn't. Mr Winkler did an astonishing thing today. He asked us to each write a song. A song! What has that got to do with Drama Class? I'll tell you: Nothing! It has nothing to do with Drama class. Nothing at all.
Still, I thought I'd give it a go, so I sat down and tried to write. But the best I could come up with was:
Verse 1:
That's it.
Mara came into the room, clutching a book, as usual.
"Mara? Could you help me?" I asked in my sweetest voice.
"What is it Jerome?" she sighed.
"I need help with my song," I explained.
"Oh, well that's easy. You just have to write from your heart. Use all your emotions that you feel. That's what I've done. It's easy."
Just then Mick came in and as usual, Mara ran right into his arms and kissed him. They walked out of the room hand in hand.
I suddenly felt anger. Anger for Mick, for Mara, for my parents, for everyone.
My hand automatically began to scribble lyrics down. It was from the heart, it was true, it was real.
The next day in class, I was the first one to put my hand up.
"Jerome? Well, this is a new one," Mr Winkler raised his eyebrows but gestured to the stage.
"Erm, okay. This is called Swept Away With the Tide." And with that I opened my mouth.
I've made a lot of mistakes
I don't give a lot, I mostly take
I try to please everyone
It never works
I'm always too loud
I blend into the crowds
I feel like I'm worthless
A useless waste
But If I could turn back the time
Would I do it all again?
Would I make life worthwhile?
I just can't seem to do anything right
My dreams are shattered
Scattered across the floor
I've stopped looking for my happy ever after
I've stopped dreaming of my fairytale prince
I've stopped looking for my knight in shining armour
I don't know what to do
I'm a wreck
I can't win
I'm just another person dreaming
I've got everything to hide
Swept away with the tide
Everyone seems to hate me
I don't know what to do
The world seems to have stopped spinning
Round and round
My world has stopped
My bubble has popped
My heart is aching
Breaking across the floor
But If I could turn back the time
Would I do it all again?
Would I make life worthwhile?
I just can't seem to do anything right
My dreams are shattered
Scattered across the floor
I've stopped looking for my happy ever after
I've stopped dreaming of my fairytale prince
I've stopped looking for my knight in shining armour
I don't know what to do
I'm a wreck
I can't win
I'm just another person dreaming
I've got everything to hide
Swept away with the tide
Swept away with the tide, ooh
I can't live
I can't breath
My air is running out
I can't dream
I gotta scream
And yell and shout, ooh!
But If I could turn back the time
Would I do it all again?
Would I make life worthwhile?
I just can't seem to do anything right
My dreams are shattered
Scattered across the floor
Chorus:
I've stopped looking for my happy ever after
I've stopped dreaming of my fairytale prince
I've stopped looking for my knight in shining armour
I don't know what to do
I'm a wreck
I can't win
I'm just another person dreaming
I've got everything to hide
Swept away with the tide
I've stopped looking for my happy ever after
I've stopped dreaming of my fairytale prince
I've stopped looking for my knight in shining armour
I don't know what to do
I'm a wreck
I can't win
I'm just another person dreaming
I've got everything to hide
Swept away with the tide
Swept away with the tide, ooh
Swept away with the tide
Swept away
With the tide
Yeah, Yeah yeah yeah yeah
The whole class clapped. I sneaked a look at Mara's face. She looked shocked but she was still clapping, in a dazed sort of way. Mr Winkler stepped back on the stage and patted me on the back.
"That was. . . very nice Jerome. Please sit down. Now, who wants to go next?"
After class was over, Mara came up to me.
"That was a beautiful song you wrote Jerome," she smiled.
"Thanks Mara," I grinned.
"Listen, Jerome, I need to tell you something."
"I'm listening."
"I. . . I broke it off with Mick. Turns out he still had feeling for Amber, and I'm okay with that."
I interrupted her.
"Mara, I love you," I said, and, with that, I captured her lips with mine. We kissed for who knows how long before we had to break apart for air.
"Jerome?" she said.
"Yes Mara?"
"I love you."
