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When he got off the plane to New York City, he looked around.

'This place is certainly nothing like Zanesville.' He thought.

He looked around some more at people, and everyone looked drunk or high or talking to something that wasn't there.

Before he found his way to his new apartment, Christian saw a poster on a building that said a new writer is needed at the Red Room Theatre.

'This is my chance.' He thought.

He went into the theatre, where he met up with the owner, Miles. Miles was busy at the moment with other business, so he told Christian to come to the show that night, and then after the show, he would have to talk to the star of the show, Satine, about the story idea.

That night, Christian went to the show and he was surprised at how much beauty was at this place.

Then the place got dark and silent. Then all he could hear was the beautiful voice of a woman.

Well the men come in these places

And the men are all the same

You don't look at their faces

And you don't ask their names

You don't think of them as human

You don't think of them at all

You keep your mind on the money

Keeping your eyes on the wall

I'm your private dancer

A dancer for money

I'll do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer

A dancer money

Any old music will do

I wanna make a million dollars

I wanna live out by the sea

Have a husband and some children

Yeah I guess I want a family

All the men come in these places

And the men are all the same

You don't look at their faces

And you don't ask their names

She stared at him for a second and then walked over to him and had him dance with her as she sang.

I'm your private dancer

A dancer for money

I'll do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer

A dancer money

Any old music will do

I'm your private dancer

A dancer for money

I'll do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer

A dancer money

Any old music will do

Dollars will nicely thank you

Let me loosen up your collar

Tell me do you wanna see me do the shimmy again

I'm your private dancer

A dancer for money

I'll do what you want me to do

I'm your private dancer

A dancer money

Any old music will do

After the performance she met up with him.

"So you must be the writer." She said nervously. 'Why am I so nervous?' She asked herself.

"Y ye yes." He stuttered. 'Wow, is she beautiful.' He thought.

"So, what's the story about?"

"Well," he started. " It's a musical, and it's about this poor artist named Hayden. Well one day Hayden goes into the city to find work and he bumps into the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. The problem is she's a princess. In an instant he falls in love with her, but she can't love him back because she has to marry this prince. But she can't help herself and they fall in love. Soon the prince finds out about their love, and goes off to find and kill Hayden, it doesn't work that way though. Instead Alyssa, the princess gets in the way of Zack's aim and gets shot. She is soon dying and has Hayden promise to write their story, so she can always be with him."

"Wow." Satine was on the verge of tears. "What's one of the songs you're going to use, so I can tell Alfred, the financer, about the musical bit?"

"Well," and then he started to sing from his heart to her.

I see the way he treats you

I feel the tears you cry

And it makes me sad

And it makes me mad

There's nothing I can do baby

Cause your lover is my best friend

And I guess that's where the story ends

So I got to try to keep it in side

You will never be mine

But if I was the one who was loving you

The only tears you'd cry would be tears of joy

And if I was by your side

You'd never know one lonely night

And if it were my arms you were my arms you were running to

I'd give you love in these arms of mine

If I was the one in your life

If I could have just one wish

I'd wish that you were mine

I would hold you near

Kiss away those tears

I'd be so good to you baby

You're the one I want next to me

But I guess that's just not meant to be

He's there in your life

Sharing your life

You will never be mine

But if I was the one who was loving you

The only tears you'd cry would be tears of joy

And if I was by your side

You'd never know one lonely night

And if it were my arms you were my arms you were running to

I'd give you love in these arms of mine

If I was the one in your life

I wanna reach out and feel you beside me

Right here beside me babe

Take you in my arms right now

Scream I LOVE YOU right out loud

Someday I pray that I'll have the strength to turn to you and say

If I was the one who was loving you

The only tears you'd cry would be tears of joy

And if I was by your side

You'd never know one lonely night

And if it were my arms you were my arms you were running to

I'd give you love in these arms of mine

If I was the one in your life

If I was the one

If I was the one

If I was the one

If I was the one

In your life

If I was the one who was loving you

The only tears you'd cry would be tears of joy

Would be tear of joy I will love you baby never let you down

And if it were my arms you were my arms you were running to

I'd give you love in these arms of mine

If I was the one in your life

"Wow, that's a beautiful song. You're hired. I'll see you tomorrow, I need to tell Alfred about this so he can start getting things set up."

" Ok, good night." That was all he could get out.

"Good night."

That night after Satine was done talking to Alfred, who agreed on the story, she sat alone in her room and could only think about that writer. 'Christian, is that his name.' She thought. Then she got out her diary and sang while she wrote into it.

Dear diary

Today I saw a boy

And I wondered if he noticed me

He took my breath away

Dear diary

I can't get him off my mind

And it scares me

'Cause I've never felt this way

No one in this world

Knows me better than you do

So diary I'll confide in you

Dear diary

Today I saw that boy

As he walked by I thought he smiled at me

And I wondered

Does he know what's in my heart?

I tried to smile, but I could hardly breathe

Should I tell him how I feel?

Or would that scare him away

Diary, tell me what to do

Please tell me what to say

Dear diary

One touch of his hand

Now I can't wait to see that boy again

He smiled

And I thought my heart could fly

Diary, do you think that we'll be more than friends?

I've got a feeling we'll be so much more than friends

*~Songs Used~*

Private Dancer - Tina Turner



If I Was The One- Ruff Endz

Dear Diary- Britney Spears