A/N: My dad hates it when I use my computer at his house because I am not passing anything in school and that's my punishment. Well I am going to use it anyway because I have an undying love for writing! (And Fabienne).

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Kyra had been driving for 16 hours. Both her and Fabienne were tired, and needed sleep, food, and water. Kyra had forgotten to bring food. They were in Boston, and now quite close to the state of New York. Fabienne wanted to take a plane, but Kyra insisted on driving because of the scenery. Fabienne smiled and nodded, but really didn't want to spend a day in a car.

"Hey, look. A truckstop," Kyra said, "We can get food there," she pulled into the parking lot. Fabienne looked at her. She grabbed Kyra's arm.

"There's also a bunch of greasy old truck drivers in there. I know what you're like... You scream and run away from the tiniest things that are gross... Like that spider last week..." Fabienne explained.

"Yeah... Well I'm fucking hungry and if you don't let me eat here, I'm going to eat the dashboard of this car." Kyra stated simply. She got out of the car, locked the doors, and started walkin toward the bar. Fabienne caught up and grabbed Kyra by the arm. Kyra somehow gave Fabienne a sense of security... And she liked that. Kyra coughed as they walked into the smoke-filled bar. There were too sides: Bar, and restaurant. If these people had any manners, they'd keep their cigarettes in the bar section, and the restaurant section would be a strict non-smoking area. But this wasn't the case, as Kyra and Fabienne sat down at at table. Fabienne looked over. There was a big, bulky trucker. He had a nametag. She tried to read it. She snickered as she read the name Shawna. Must've been a typo.

A waitress approached them. "Can I take your order?" she asked, not-so-kindly. Kyra looked up.

"Oh... She's going to have fries and a cheeseburger, and I am going to have a salad. About how much will that cost?" Kyra said. She had deliberately used the word 'About'. She knew that some Americans were hostile towards Canadians. This lady was no exception.

"You're from around here... Interesting. I'll go ring up your order and I'll be right back... Okay?" the waitress said kindly. She strolled over to the cash register.

"That, my dear, is what some of us Americans are like to you Canadians. It's nothing personal, actually. Just the economy and all that shit that I don't even care about," Kyra explained.

"That's why she changed her tune when you started talking. Wow. I never noticed, but you have an accent!" Fabienne said, "But I never would have guessed before this..."

"Well..." Kyra said, "I kind of lost my accent. It wasn't a typical New York accent at all. I like pronouncing the 'R's. They're a nice letter!" Kyra said. The waitress returned with a bill. She smiled and handed it to Kyra. Kyra nodded and dug through her pocket. She handed the waitress a $10 bill. The waitress left, and came back with their food.

After eating, and 4 more hours of driving, they arrived at the Mandarin-Oriental hotel. It was a 5-star hotel, located a few blocks from Times Square, in Manhattan. Kyra carried their bags in and they checked in. Kyra had rented the Presidential suite, which was the most expensive suite in the hotel. There was a Jacuzzi in the room. Fabienne and Kyra both spotted this at the same time. They tossed their bags down. Kyra looked over at Fabienne.

"Me first!" Kyra said, jumping into the Jacuzzi before Fabienne could remind her that she was still fully clothed. Kyra noticed, though, and cursed under her breath. Fabienne started laughing hysterically. Kyra climbed out of the Jacuzzi. She looked at Fabienne. "Hey, Fabi?" she said. She started walking slowly toward Fabienne. Fabienne backed away. "No, come here," she said. Fabienne shook her head. Kyra smirked and jumped on Fabienne and hugged her tight.

"Gah! Rape!" Fabienne screamed, whilst trying to push Kyra off of her. Kyra wouldn't budge. "Hey, if you let go of me, I'll be your slave," Fabienne said.

"Fool. You already are. And furthermore—Did you unhook my bra?!" Kyra asked, jumping back and retreating to a corner. Fabienne laughed at this. Kyra wasn't impressed. She whispered 'Pervert'. Fabienne laughed harder.

"C'mon. You attacked me with wet clothes... I had to do something about you, silly," Fabienne said. Kyra smiled. "Hey, there are fireworks tonight," Fabienne said, "For the 4th of July. Interesting. You planned this perfectly,"

"Yeah. We're going to Time's Square for the fireworks. I uh, heard there is something really special going on there," Kyra said nervously. She rubbed her arm. Fabienne smiled.

"What is it?"Fabienne asked. Kyra thought for a moment. She came up with an event that'd fool Fabienne for sure.

"Midnight barbeque. It's a tradition here in NYC, y'know?" she said.

"Oh sounds fun."

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The time passed by quickly. Soon it was 10p.m., and the girls were waiting on Times Square. Fabienne was waiting for a supposed barbeque. Kyra was waiting for the very moment the fireworks started. Fabienne put her hand on Kyra's. Kyra looked up at her. "Kyra, doesn't being back in New York make you sad? I mean, like after your parents abandoning you..." Fabienne started. Kyra was focused on a huge, lit up poster. It was advertising her CD. She thought of something, while seeing her own face on a huge poster in Times Square.

"Fabienne, what exactly did my parents do to me?" Kyra asked. Fabienne gave her an odd glare.

"Umm dropped you off in another country, lost contact with you, and caused you to harm yourself..." Fabienne explained. Kyra wrapped her arm around her.

"Yeah, but do those things matter?"

"Oh, of course they do!" Fabienne said, "Are you feeling okay?"

"Listen, Fabienne. It no longer matters what they've done to me... Not now. Want to know why?" Kyra stated. She ran her hand down Fabienne's waist and pulled her closer.

"Why?"

"Do you remember a few weeks ago, when I sang 'Everyone's a Junkie', by Our Lady Peace? That song is pretty much a symbolism of me and you. I'll explain..."

"Please do," Fabienne said confusedly.

"The chorus goes like this," Kyra said, and started singing, "Everything's gone black, you're looking for that sun, you're looking for that light. Lonely? You're not the only one who feels this way,"

"Go on,"

"Well, Fabienne, when my parents left me in Montreal, I felt so lonely. I didn't have a single friend. I tried to kill myself a number of times. It continued... Until I met you. When I met you, that loneliness seemed to go away. They brought me to the best thing to happen to me. My life has gotten better since then. I've gotten famous, I met a girl who I love more than life itself, and I'm about to do something I thought I'd never do..." Kyra said. Fabienne's eyes lit up. She felt her heart beating rapidly. Kyra saw the fireworks start to go off in the sky. Kyra reached into her pocket. She felt dizzy. She was not even near ready to do this... But it was so worth it. She looked down, and Fabienne nearly stopped breathing as she saw Kyra get down on one knee.

A few bystanders watched in suspense. Fabienne stared down at Kyra. Kyra's hair covered her eyes, but Fabienne could tell that they were closed. She had no clue why Kyra was so nervous about this, especially because she figured Kyra knew that she would say yes.

"Fabienne," Kyra said, as she pulled out a little velvet box. She opened it and looked up, "will you marry me?" Kyra asked, looking up at Fabienne. Kyra waited for an answer.

"Yes!" Fabienne exclaimed. She kneeled down beside Kyra, and put one hand on her cheek. Fabienne pressed her lips against Kyra's. The bystanders applauded.

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2 days later.

"Okay, so what we're going to do is this..." the camera-man said, "Fabienne can't see Kyra, because Kyra's not there, but in a way she is. She's singing the song to Fabienne, trying to get her attention, but Fabienne's oblivious,"

"Sir yes sir!" Kyra said. Fabienne and Kyra decided on making the music video a love story. Instead of 'The Chain', they did another song. A cover of Our Lady Peace's "Right behind you". They got in their positions on the set, and the music started playing.

You haven't seen the world outside for days
You sleep, you hope, you wait
Imagination disappears
And all the dreams you have you save
Confrontation like a mirror
They try to take your mind away

Kyra walks up behind Fabienne, who is sitting at a desk at school, getting yelled at by the teacher for something. She puts a hand on Fabienne's back, but Fabienne continues to stare ahead.

I don't know, but I believe in yesterday
And what it means
To bleed and know that you're okay
Are you waiting?

Fabienne is sitting alone in a park. Kyra tries to talk to her and Fabienne doesn't pay attention. Fabienne gets up and walks away, and Kyra kicks a stone.

No matter what you say
No matter what you do
No matter what, I'm always right there behind you

Fabienne tells Kyra to 'get lost'. Kyra doesn't obey, and continues watching Fabienne. As creeper-ish as it sounds...

Bombarded by the atmosphere
You breath, you choke, you breath again
Conversation disappears
You realize they're not your friends
The panic of the future rears
You dig, you jerk
You find another way

Kyra watches from a corner as Fabienne has a fight with her friends after they offer her drugs. Fabienne storms off and Kyra tries to talk to her, but Fabienne ignores her.

I don't know, but I believe in yesterday
And what it means
To bleed and know that you're okay
Are you waiting?


No matter what you say
No matter what you do
No matter what, I'm always right there behind you
No matter what you say
No matter what you do
No matter what, I'm always right there behind you

Kyra sits down by Fabienne. Fabienne sighs and asks something like "Why do you keep following me?"

You open up my veins now i dont feel the same
no no no
You open up my brain but i wont be replaced

Fabienne looks at Kyra and decides to talk to her. Kyra hugs Fabienne, and Fabienne says "I love you," to her.

No matter what you say
No matter what you do
No matter what I'm always right there behind you

Kyra and Fabienne walked off the set. Fabienne quickly kissed Kyra and they both ran over to the camera man. "How'd it turn out?" Fabienne asked. The camera man smiled.

"Perfect, and very romantic. I'll put this through some editing, and in a week or so you should see it on TV."

"Awesome!" Kyra said, "Oh yeah! Fame, here I come. Fabienne, want to have our wedding in Vegas?"

"Wherever you like," Fabienne said.

"It's up to you. You're MY bride! Haha!" Kyra said. She kissed Fabienne. Fabienne grabbed Kyra by the front of her shirt and kissed her for 20 seconds, or until oxygen became a necessity. Kyra smiled and did the same to Fabienne. The camera man smiled, "You do take after your father..." he said. Kyra looked over.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my fucking god! You... You're my uncle!" Kyra exclaimed. "Jason?! I didn't recognize you at all!"

"Surprise," Jason said. Kyra and Fabienne started laughing uncontrollably.

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A/N: Wow. So random. Umm this is not the end. I like writing too much! Okay, so the song/music video idea came from my friend. So, props to Natalie, for making this possible!