*internalized squee*

Guess who just found a cover of her all time favourite song by one of her favourite bands? This gal.

:D

The competition entry is up and ready, Lolidge ;) *prays she spell checked it enough*

Cake always, Rosalia, cake always. Hahaha, I hope you remember your password too :) we're studying Romeo and Juliet sometime this year I think as well, but I've only read the kid's version so far :L

Secretly I don't think I've seen Hercules all the way through before, Emily, but I do love that song :3

I also may or may not have an alternative version of the meeting Mark chapter saved in my notes involving aforementioned song..

Wait what who said that? o.O

*coughs*itssadbecauseitstrue*coughs*

Sigh, sometimes I wonder if I'm the Queen of Cringealot..

Keep reading and reviewing, folks!

~nellen xD xx

Also, to anyone wondering, although I doubt that you are, the song mentioned in this particular chapter would probably be Otis Redding's version of "For your precious love" :3
I was listening to it at the time of writing :L x

~nellen again x

"Wh- what?"
"You're beautiful."

Arianna's cheeks glowed pink, as she gazed down at the floor. "Oh, thanks Luke... I.. I don't know what.."

"Hey, why don't we see what's on the radio? There's nothing on tv this time in the morning, but I bet there'll be some good music on if we find the right thing," Luke smiled, changing the subject to make things less awkward for the girl.

There. I said it. We don't need to talk about it anymore.

"That sounds like fun," she nodded, returning his smile. The boy disappeared for a few moments, returning with the Professor's old wireless.

It still worked, better than most of the modern ones in shops today, and, after a bit of fiddling from Clive, could pick up the same stations as any other radio could.

Luke twisted some of the dials, and pressed a few of the buttons, until eventually a song began to play. His smile widened, as the first few notes of an old favourite of theirs rang out around the room.

There was a pause, while they let the moment sink in, until eventually, silently and without warning, the boy stood up and took Ari's hands in his own.

Pulling her up from the chair and dragging her gently to the middle of the floor, his arms instinctively wrapped around her waist, and her head rested lightly against his chest.

"Do you remember this?" He whispered, "at my cousin's wedding. It was the-"
"-The first time we'd danced together. Right at the very start of our relationship. And all the adults were a little bit drunk, and in truth everybody was dancing, but it felt like it was just us," the girl finished, draping her arms around his neck. Luke nodded, and they swayed carefully, silently, in time with the music.

The song was coming to an end as they finally broke apart, gazing into each other's eyes like the love-struck teens they were.

Slowly, Luke leant forward, and Arianna closed her eyes once more. He hesitated for a moment, biting his lip to stop thousands of uncertainties from pouring out.

Uncertainties that soon melted away, as her lips bridged the gap between them.

"I love you," he murmured between kisses, "I always have. Even when I said I didn't. Even when we were fighting. I've always loved you."
"I love you too, Triton," she mumbled, pulling the boy in closer. "E-even... Crow.. He was a distraction. I had to prove to myself I could live without you, b-but I can't! I couldn't! I... It's just-"

"It's just us. This is us, isn't it? The fights, the split ups, the jealousy, the kisses, the next times, the try agains. It's just what we do."
"How we roll."
"That's my girl."

We... It doesn't have to always be that way though, does it?" Arianna asked timidly, staring down at both of their feet. She stopped herself from laughing at Luke's superman socks, his favourite ever present that she'd bought him a few Christmases ago.

Surely he should have thrown them out by now..

"I... I mean why don't we try again? Properly this time.." She continued, gazing back up into his eyes.
Luke bit his lip, "I... You mean?"
"I think so."

"Well if we're doing this, then you're right, we're doing this properly," he smiled, breaking away from their embrace.
"What are yo- Luke?" The girl frowned, as he dropped down to his knees.

Producing a bag of Haribos from his pocket, the boy took her hand in his once more.

"Arianna Barde," he grinned, sliding a jelly ring on to her finger, "will you be my girlfriend again, again?"