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Let me clarify what the following people sound like ( it's going to come off as pretentious and ignorant but what ever.): Matt: His mother ( Rachel) has trained him in the vocal arts so he has a wide vocal range he is a tenor.

Mateo: He has a wide vocal range because natural talent, is comparable to George Michael's.

Cherish: Has a very soulful voice, comparable to Adele.

Chad: Is a baritone


Mateo pov~

Bright and early on Saturday morning, Mateo was the first one up—which was the norm in the Pierce-Lopez house hold. Like he did every other day he made a large pancake breakfast for everyone and himself. He showered and got dressed when he finished; wearing an all black Adidas track suit and red shades, and was out the door in no less than thirteen minutes later.

He jogged around the block of the bus stop, blasting Careless Whisper-his favorite song, as he continued another run. He paused at the bus stop once more, still smiling when he put his ipod away. He always loved George Michael's music, he would always sing along. Sometimes he would get so into the music that he would sing aloud by accident, whether it was good or not—he didn't know. However since he tried never to sing aloud—he would never know.

Once the bus came he jogged up to it and looked back for Sophia. When he caught sight of her he continued into the bus and waited for her.

The bus was gearing to leave when Mateo noticed his sister's absence. He looked all around the bus and then the panic set in. He glanced to left when he caught,out of the corner of his eye, a mirthful Sophia waving him off from outside the bus. Mateo turned wide eyes on his sister, to which she waved daintily and about faced in the other direction.

Mateo sunk into his seat; 'How was he supposed to survive this without his sis ?'

'If she does something stupid she better know I'm not covering for her.' Mateo thought before the bus left.


Cherish pov~

On this fine and fair Saturday morning Cherish Donovan, and a couple of other students, sat in the school library for detention.

Mr. Yang, the man running this program, was examining some papers at the large desk in front of the students. So he didn't pay the kids any mind as they set about doing what ever they felt like doing.

Some kids stood in between the shelves and chatted. Other kids, much like herself, were sitting at the tables spread out before the front entrance. Cherish in particular was sitting at first desk on the right, scribbling lyrics in her book.

'It wasn't the worst place to be' she thought as she poked her head up. The place looked just as pristine and clean as the rest of the school, but the library seemed different. Where the school would have white and blue walls the library had sky blue walls adorned with a mahogany frame. All around the library were reddish-brown bookshelves, on them a plethora of novels for all ages.

Cherish looked beside her and at the opposite desk sat a pretty oriental girl with sprightly copper hair. She seemed very enthralled with the novel she was reading. Behind her was Laura Diamond , she was one of the more popular girls in school, Cherish decided it was probably because of her money.

In the back of the library was a rowdy pair of boys around the old karaoke machine;they were hopelessly messing with the buttons. She was wondering if it still worked when a young man tapped the desk.

" Is anyone sitting here ?" he pointed to the seat next to her. The young-man had blond curls and he was cute too and he was wearing a black track suit. She wanted to ask if he was a runner.

" No" she said instead. The young man took his seat and preoccupied himself.

" I'm never gonna dance again. Guilty feet have got no rhythm.." "And waste a chance that I'd been given. So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you." Cherish turned slightly, 'Was that coming from the boy ?'

Cherish turned to see the boy was indeed singing, although he didn't seem to notice he was singing a bit loud so Cherish tapped him on the shoulder.

" Excuse me."

"Oh. Sorry, I didn't realize I was being so loud." the boy said, taking out his headphones. Cherish simply nodded and went back to her business.

"So how'd you end up here ?" the boy suddenly interjected. He had taken off his red shades and Cherish could now see the expressive blue eyes behind them.

" Nothin much. I was just..." she stopped for minute to show him her notebook. " caught writing in my notebook." The boy laughed and introduced himself as Mateo. Mateo went on about why he was there and how his sister ditched him. "And she's always doing this kind of thing to me too." he sighed loudly and put his head in his arms, he didn't seem annoyed though—just tired.

So Cherish decided to change the subject. " So do you sing ?"

Mateo looked up curiously. "No, not really. "

" Well from what I heard you sound pretty good. I almost thought it was coming from your ipod." He took the compliment graciously and they started talking about each other's interests and other things until they settled on the topic of the karaoke machine. "Do you think it still works ?" Mateo said.

" I don't know it looks ancient-"

" Well looks can be deceiving." Mateo said playfully. Mateo then took Cherish's hand and led them toward the pair of boys around said machine. " So are you gonna start it up or what ?" Cherish was really surprised by Mateo's forwardness, he didn't seem uneasy like she was when engaging somebody.

" Be my guest. I doubt you'll have better luck though." said the tallest young man. Cherish quickly identified him as Matthew Hudson-Berry.

" Look man if you can get this thing working, I'll be forever grateful." said the young oriental man next to him. He too had a muscular build but not the one typical of a jock, he was more Mateo's build.

" It's a karaoke machine. That's not how it works." Mateo interjected. He then set forth to messing with the machine, and sooner than anyone thought, the beat to Don't Stop Believing starting pumping through.

"Ah hell yeah, Journey." Matt said, as he fist pumped, Cherish and the other two just laughed.

Then suddenly, to their surprise, Matt started singing along. To say he was good was an understatement, to say they were shocked was also an understatement.

(Matt:) "Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere"

Cherish and the others looked in surprise as Matt started in and out of the aisles. They followed suit, not being able to help themselves.

(Mateo:) "Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere"

Soon they were all dancing around as Matt and Mateo stood on a table.

(Matt&Mateo):"A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on"

Cherish and Chad decided to join in with the two idiots "air guitaring" on the table.

(Cherish&Chad): "Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill

Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice just one more time"

Soon Cherish and Chad had joined Matt and Mateo on the table, dancing to the beat of the song. They couldn't understand what had possessed them to do this, but they were definitely enjoying themselves.

(Matt&Chad): "Some will win, some will lose"
(Mateo&Cherish): "Some were born to sing the blues"

(Matt): "Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on"

They all traveled to the front of the library and jumped upon the tables and danced with each other. Mr. Yang and the other students recoiled from the loud noise. But something about it got them smiling.

(All Four): "Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion"

(Cherish): "Hiding somewhere in the ni—ight"

(All Four): "Don't stop believin'" (Cherish): ("Don't Stop !")
(Matt): "Hold on to that feelin'"(Cherish): ("Beli~evin !")
(All Four): "Streetlight people"

(All Four) "Don't stop-" They were cut short when someone must of turned off the karaoke machine. All four of them looked to see Mr Yang poised by said machine, they expected an expression of scrutiny not one of curiosity.

" Are you guys in the Glee club or something ?"

"What's a glee club ?" Chad said. But all four looked as if they had the same question. Mr. Yang looked as if he was struck by inspiration.


Cliché, I know, but I couldn't get this scene out of my head. So thank you for reading this far. :) Constructive Criticism is appreciated.