Satine lifted her arms in the air, feeling the wind whip over them. She
closed her eyes and felt she was flying in the speeding silver convertible.
She always dreamt of flying, and today as a smile came over her lips she
felt it was just within her reach. His face was so warm, so familiar. . .
She quickly shook her head. 'It's just an infatuation,' she assured herself. True, Christian James was cute; with dark hair and the bluest eyes she'd ever seen, with an adorable dimple in his chin, a grin that sent the corners of her mouth turned up, a stutter and a blush when ever she looked into those beautiful eyes, that send butterflies dancing in her stomach. . . but he was just a guy.
Satine sighed and twisted her fingers in her lap.
"So, how was your first day of public school, chickpea?"
She looked at Harold, clutching the leather steering wheel with one hand and curling one side of his moustache with the other. Sighing, she looked out the window. "It was fine."
"Well I hope you didn't get too much homework. I need you to work late tonight."
"Harold!" she snapped, glaring at him for a moment before biting her fingernails, a nervous habit. "You promised me that I could get some time off. . . that I could do some acting-"
"Pigeon! I know I told you that, and daddy always keeps his promises." Satine laughed, disgusted. "But I didn't say you could quit. You're the best one I've got. . ."
"I know," she whispered. "It's just-"
"Let's see what's on the radio, shall we?" Harold cut her off, flipping on the radio.
A familiar beat of Kylie Minogue pulsed out of the speakers and Harold drummed on the steering wheel. "You hear this, chickpea?" he asked. "This could be you on the air!"
Satine shrugged and looked back out the window as the lyrics weaved into her mind.
"Thought that I was going crazy.
Just having one those days, yeah.
Didn't know what to do,
Then there was you.
And everything went from wrong to right,
And the stars came out and filled up the sky.
The music you were playing really blew my mind.
It was love at first sight.
'cause baby when I heard you,
For the first time I knew,
We were meant to be as one.
Was tired of running out of luck,
Thinking 'bout giving up, yeah.
Didn't know what to do,
Then there was you.
And everything went from wrong to right,
And the stars came out and filled up the sky.
The music you were playing really blew my mind.
It was love at first sight."
Angrily, Satine reached over and switched the radio off.
Christian tried to do his homework that night, but all he could think about was. . .her. He smiled as he remembered that wild red hair and those pale lips, those green eyes, that laugh, that mini skirt and that red top. . .
He buried his head in his hands, growling. "What is WRONG with you?!" he demanded out loud.
He raised his head again and pushed his pencil to his paper, leaning closer to examine the math problem. . .and he smelt vanilla lingering in the book and he was drunk in her scent.
He scrubbed his face with his palm, reaching over to turn his radio on.
"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.
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."
Christian rose from his chair and sang along with the radio, picking up a Raggedy Anne doll that his sister had left in his room and began dancing with it across the room. "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 you don't mind that I put down in words. . .How wonderful life is while you're in the world. I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss." He kicked his foot in the air and jumped onto his bed. "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."
He looked into the face of Raggedy Anne. "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 you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the-"
Christian's bedroom door swung open and he froze in place, dipping Raggedy Anne and about to kiss her, and his older brother Jacek walked in. His dark brows were pinched together as he looked at Christian.
"We really need to find you a girlfriend," Jacek muttered, leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.
Weeks went by, and every day Christian looked forward to last hour Calculus class, and held his breath when he saw her, and only got out a numb 'Hello' before the bell rang for class to begin.
"I really don't know what to do," Christian admitted to his friends at lunch. "I like her. . .I can't really explain it, but I just can't talk to her. I freeze up every time."
Henri smiled. "Awe you in wuv?!" the midget with a lisp wondered.
"I don't know. . ." Christian admitted. "Love. . ."
"I was in love once," Michael said, putting up a finger. "But, alas, it was an impossible love. . ."
"Well you didn't expect your freshman English teacher to start dating you, did you?" Christian asked.
"The hills are alive, with the sound of music. . ."
The three of them looked to the Doctor. They didn't really know his name, just called him the Doctor. He was too drunk all the time, and never really went to class much, but he somehow made it into his senior year.
"The green fairy. . .she calls to me."
"That's. . .great," Christian said, looking away and sticking his mystery meet with his fork.
"Awe you twying out fow the school pway, Cwistian?" Henri asked.
"Oh, I had almost forgotten about that," Christian admitted. "When are they?"
"The giwls had them yesterday, and the guy's awe aftew school today. You coming?"
"Yeah, or course! What are we doing?"
"The gweatest love story evew told. Womeo and Juwiet."
Christian smiled. "Sounds great. I'll be there."
After school, Christian, Henri and Michael all walked to the auditorium to fill out an audition form and pick up a script. They walked backstage and practiced, waiting for their turn on stage.
Finally, the drama director had called Christian's name and he walked out on stage with the script in his hand.
He cleared his throat and began to read from his script. "O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you."
He looked up and searched the crowd, and in the front row on the auditorium sat Satine, her red hair pulled back off of her face with just strands across her face. Her green eyes sparkled and there was a soft smile on her lips.
Christian took in a small breath and suddenly words came out of his mouth. "O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!" he whispered, his eyes on Satine. "It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear; beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!" He rose his hand to his mouth and laughed a little. "Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
"Christian. . .James?" someone asked.
Christian looked away from Satine and to the middle of the auditorium where a gray-haired woman was chewing the end of her pen.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I thought you were trying out for the part of Mercutio."
He blushed. "I thought so too. . . I'm so sorry."
"No! No. . .don't be sorry. You got the part." She stood as Christian began to grin wildly. "Mr. James, meet Miss. Desmer. She'll play Juliet."
------------------------------------------ Disclaimer: All characters belong to Baz. Sorry, can't spell the last name.
A/N: Hey, got this done the same night as the first chapter. . .that's so cool! Well I hope it's not that bad. Please R&R!
Songs used: 'Love At First Sight' by Kylie Minogue, 'Your Song' by Elton John
She quickly shook her head. 'It's just an infatuation,' she assured herself. True, Christian James was cute; with dark hair and the bluest eyes she'd ever seen, with an adorable dimple in his chin, a grin that sent the corners of her mouth turned up, a stutter and a blush when ever she looked into those beautiful eyes, that send butterflies dancing in her stomach. . . but he was just a guy.
Satine sighed and twisted her fingers in her lap.
"So, how was your first day of public school, chickpea?"
She looked at Harold, clutching the leather steering wheel with one hand and curling one side of his moustache with the other. Sighing, she looked out the window. "It was fine."
"Well I hope you didn't get too much homework. I need you to work late tonight."
"Harold!" she snapped, glaring at him for a moment before biting her fingernails, a nervous habit. "You promised me that I could get some time off. . . that I could do some acting-"
"Pigeon! I know I told you that, and daddy always keeps his promises." Satine laughed, disgusted. "But I didn't say you could quit. You're the best one I've got. . ."
"I know," she whispered. "It's just-"
"Let's see what's on the radio, shall we?" Harold cut her off, flipping on the radio.
A familiar beat of Kylie Minogue pulsed out of the speakers and Harold drummed on the steering wheel. "You hear this, chickpea?" he asked. "This could be you on the air!"
Satine shrugged and looked back out the window as the lyrics weaved into her mind.
"Thought that I was going crazy.
Just having one those days, yeah.
Didn't know what to do,
Then there was you.
And everything went from wrong to right,
And the stars came out and filled up the sky.
The music you were playing really blew my mind.
It was love at first sight.
'cause baby when I heard you,
For the first time I knew,
We were meant to be as one.
Was tired of running out of luck,
Thinking 'bout giving up, yeah.
Didn't know what to do,
Then there was you.
And everything went from wrong to right,
And the stars came out and filled up the sky.
The music you were playing really blew my mind.
It was love at first sight."
Angrily, Satine reached over and switched the radio off.
Christian tried to do his homework that night, but all he could think about was. . .her. He smiled as he remembered that wild red hair and those pale lips, those green eyes, that laugh, that mini skirt and that red top. . .
He buried his head in his hands, growling. "What is WRONG with you?!" he demanded out loud.
He raised his head again and pushed his pencil to his paper, leaning closer to examine the math problem. . .and he smelt vanilla lingering in the book and he was drunk in her scent.
He scrubbed his face with his palm, reaching over to turn his radio on.
"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.
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."
Christian rose from his chair and sang along with the radio, picking up a Raggedy Anne doll that his sister had left in his room and began dancing with it across the room. "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 you don't mind that I put down in words. . .How wonderful life is while you're in the world. I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss." He kicked his foot in the air and jumped onto his bed. "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."
He looked into the face of Raggedy Anne. "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 you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the-"
Christian's bedroom door swung open and he froze in place, dipping Raggedy Anne and about to kiss her, and his older brother Jacek walked in. His dark brows were pinched together as he looked at Christian.
"We really need to find you a girlfriend," Jacek muttered, leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.
Weeks went by, and every day Christian looked forward to last hour Calculus class, and held his breath when he saw her, and only got out a numb 'Hello' before the bell rang for class to begin.
"I really don't know what to do," Christian admitted to his friends at lunch. "I like her. . .I can't really explain it, but I just can't talk to her. I freeze up every time."
Henri smiled. "Awe you in wuv?!" the midget with a lisp wondered.
"I don't know. . ." Christian admitted. "Love. . ."
"I was in love once," Michael said, putting up a finger. "But, alas, it was an impossible love. . ."
"Well you didn't expect your freshman English teacher to start dating you, did you?" Christian asked.
"The hills are alive, with the sound of music. . ."
The three of them looked to the Doctor. They didn't really know his name, just called him the Doctor. He was too drunk all the time, and never really went to class much, but he somehow made it into his senior year.
"The green fairy. . .she calls to me."
"That's. . .great," Christian said, looking away and sticking his mystery meet with his fork.
"Awe you twying out fow the school pway, Cwistian?" Henri asked.
"Oh, I had almost forgotten about that," Christian admitted. "When are they?"
"The giwls had them yesterday, and the guy's awe aftew school today. You coming?"
"Yeah, or course! What are we doing?"
"The gweatest love story evew told. Womeo and Juwiet."
Christian smiled. "Sounds great. I'll be there."
After school, Christian, Henri and Michael all walked to the auditorium to fill out an audition form and pick up a script. They walked backstage and practiced, waiting for their turn on stage.
Finally, the drama director had called Christian's name and he walked out on stage with the script in his hand.
He cleared his throat and began to read from his script. "O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you."
He looked up and searched the crowd, and in the front row on the auditorium sat Satine, her red hair pulled back off of her face with just strands across her face. Her green eyes sparkled and there was a soft smile on her lips.
Christian took in a small breath and suddenly words came out of his mouth. "O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!" he whispered, his eyes on Satine. "It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear; beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!" He rose his hand to his mouth and laughed a little. "Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
"Christian. . .James?" someone asked.
Christian looked away from Satine and to the middle of the auditorium where a gray-haired woman was chewing the end of her pen.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I thought you were trying out for the part of Mercutio."
He blushed. "I thought so too. . . I'm so sorry."
"No! No. . .don't be sorry. You got the part." She stood as Christian began to grin wildly. "Mr. James, meet Miss. Desmer. She'll play Juliet."
------------------------------------------ Disclaimer: All characters belong to Baz. Sorry, can't spell the last name.
A/N: Hey, got this done the same night as the first chapter. . .that's so cool! Well I hope it's not that bad. Please R&R!
Songs used: 'Love At First Sight' by Kylie Minogue, 'Your Song' by Elton John