Hope Springs Eternal Chapter 4: Prom Night Part 2, a bridge to terabithia fanfic

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The carriage stopped outside of Lark Creek High, and Jess helped Leslie out.

They could already hear the music and the kids having fun, even from the other side of the building. She dropped her purse off at the coat-check desk, and they proceeded into the overly large gymnasium, which had been decked out to look like a rock concert.

It was only when Billie Joe Armstrong came out that they finally guessed why.

"All right guys! Well, congrats on your grad all of you, really. For all you couples out there, this is a song for you. And for guys who came stag and girls who came...I dunno...doe? Find a partner."

Jess and Leslie looked at each other and smiled.

"All right. This first one's called Extraordinary Girl."

She dragged him to the dance floor.

"She's an Extraordinary girl
In an ordinary world
And she cant seem to get away

He lacks the courage in his mind
Like a child left behind
Like a pet left in the rain

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying

She sees the mirror of herself
And image she wants to sell
To anyone willing to buy

He steals the image in her kiss
From her hearts apocalypse
From the one called whatsername

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
Some days he's not worth trying
Now that they're both up on it
She gets so sick of crying

She's an Extraordinary girl
An Extraordinary girl
An Extraordinary girl
An Extraordinary girl..."

The song ended, and Jess gazed lovingly into her eyes, before leaning in, and joining their lips for a brief moment.

"Wow...first kissers of the night and we're not even a half an hour in. I think they can pick the next song."

"AMERICAN IDIOT!!" called Leslie.

"All right!! One of our favorites.

Here we go, just for these two.

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation that under the new media.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.

Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody clear the propaganda.
And sing along in the age of paranoia.

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information nation of hysteria.
It's going out to idiot America.

Leslie smiled in joy as her favorite song ended.

Later that night, as they were getting ready to go home, a song came on that drew our pair to the dance floor for the last time that night.

"
And dance
Your final dance
This is
Your final chance
To hold
The one you love
You know you've waited long enough

So believe that magic works
Don't be afraid
Of being hurt
Don't let
This magic die
The answer's there
Oh, just look in her eyes

And make
Your final move
Mmm, don't be scared
She'll want you to
Yeah, it's hard
You must be brave
Don't let this moment slip away

Believe that magic works
Don't be afraid
Afraid of being hurt
No, don't let
This magic die
Oh, the answer's there
Yeah, just look in her eyes

And don't believe that magic can die
No, no, no, this magic can't die

So dance
Your final dance
'Cause this is
Your final chance. "

Leslie sighed, and rested her head on Jess's chest. For some reason, it just felt right.

I own none of these songs. Not even Magic Works. The first 2 are Green Day's, and Magic Works is Jarvis Cocker's. It was in Harry Potter GoF, when you see Ginny and Neville dancing together after Ron and Hermione fight.

R&R