Next chapter! Reviews welcomed! I promise this will get more interesting. I know the first chapter wasn't very long, this is somewhat longer. The next one will be up soon hopefully!



In the dance hall stood different groups of people all talking, getting caught up with each other. A sudden feeling of intimidation came over Satine, and she shrunk back. Sensing her friend's hesitation she took her by the arm and led her over to a group of eclectic people.

"This," said Phoebe pointing to a girl with black lipstick and dreadlocks, "is Zoë, and this is Kael," she said pointing to a boy with glasses and brown hair, who shook her hand. "We are in a band together, but I can't seem to find our writer, I don't know where he's gotten off to." Phoebe looked around, but couldn't find him and gave up. "Well anyways we are looking for a lead singer so…" Satine nodded but she really wasn't listening, she was too caught up in the world around her. She excused herself and walked over to the refreshment table. She grabbed some of the green liquid from the punch bowl, and sipped it, nearly gagging on the taste.

"Oh, someone must have spiked the punch again," someone chuckled. Satine looked up to find the remarker, a young guy with messy, jet black hair that fell to just below his eyes and light gray blue eyes. He was wearing a black suit coat over a white shirt and jeans.

She smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Satine." She reached out to shake his hand.

"Christian," he said, shaking her hair with a charmingly sheepish grin. Satine felt herself blush, something she never did. For some reason she felt naked under his gaze, like he knew what she was thinking. She turned away and pretended to be looking for someone.

"So you must be new here. You'll fit in just fine."

"Thanks…" she said. "I gotta go find my friend. I kinda ditched her. Nice talking to you." Satine weaved her way back into the crowd. She found Phoebe again and they danced. A woman got on the stage and announced a karaoke contest. Satine's true love was singing, so she hopped up and did a dramatic rendition of "Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend" The crowd loved it and Satine felt like a star. She loved the high of performing, and the response it provoked.

The lights, the people, the music. Everything spun around her in an adrenaline induced high. She felt so lightheaded. Amidst the crowded dancing people she could find nowhere to rest. She felt herself rock backwards. Then it was black.

"Mmmm… coffee…" Satine yawned and stretched. She jumped when she saw where she was. A small room, filled with papers and music posters. A small laptop sat in the corner. A piano was in the other. She got up to look around but noticed how much her head hurt. The door opened and someone entered. "Its that guy from the dance, Christian right?" Satine thought. He had two large coffees in his hands.

"Oh good you're awake!" he said kindly.

"What am I doing here…? I didn't…. I mean… we didn't…"

"Huh, oh no! You just passed out. I couldn't just leave you there so I brought you here."

"Thanks… I guess I should go." Satine got up and started to put on her shoes.

"Stay awhile if you like." He looked at her with pleading eyes, and Satine strangely couldn't help but stay. They both sat down with their coffee and started to talk.

"So are you feeling ok? Its not normal for someone to faint like that."

"Just the excitement I guess…" Satine replied with a reassuring smile at Christian, though she really wasn't all that sure. Her mother's condition started like this.

"No," she thought to herself, "it was only the excitement." She glanced around the small room. Motioning to the piano she asked, "Do you play?"

"A little."

"Play me something!"

He got up and sat down on the stool. He fumbled around awhile and then started to play. The beautiful melodic notes filled the entire room with a tune strangely familiar.



"It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside

I'm not one of those, who can easily hide

I don't have much money, but boy if I did

I'd buy a big house where we both could live"



Satine recognized it as an Elton John song.



"If I was a sculptor, but then again no,

Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show

I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do

My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody, this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind, I hope don't you mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world"



Christian's beautiful voice rang out in perfect pitch. Everything else was forgotten and it was just Christian and Satine.



I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss

Well a few of the verses, well they've got me quite cross

But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song,

It's for people like you, that keep it turned on.

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do

You see I've forgotten, if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is, what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.

And you can tell everybody, this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind, I hope don't you mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I hope you don't mind, I hope don't you mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world"

He finished and the world came back around them. Satine felt herself start to cry, the emotions were too much. Christian, afraid she was sad came over and tried to comfort her. She looked into his eyes and without thinking, she kissed him.

Her senses came back and she realized what she had done. Grabbing her purse and her coat she thanked Christian and headed for the door.

"I have to go… I'm sorry… thank you… I really have to go…!" and with that she ran out of the door and down the street.