Dark-birdie: hiya ; sorry for not updating sooner…parental issues… anywho, next chapter!

((oh, btw, for the song, um, Cesia is singing first, then when the quotes end, it's Rath's turn, and they keep switching off. And then if it's not in italics, it means both of them are singing.))

This Crazy Love Story

Chapter 3-

Rath was happy. He had many reasons as to why he should be happy. One, being that Cesia finally believed that he was good, two being that his plan was working, and three, being that the annual talent show was to take place soon at school. This was his perfect chance to ask her out. Then, with a little bit of more luck, he'd be able to meet her father, which was his goal.

"Cesia!" he yelled to the girl, running down the school steps to catch up to her, flier in hand.

She turned around, smiling at the sight of him. She had come to enjoy these after school chases. "Yes?" she asked, stopping.

He thrust the paper in her face. "I know you're a transfer student, so you don't know about it, but- look!" straightening the crumpled up paper, he let her read it.

"Talent show?" she said to herself, looking at the flier. She looked at Rath. "So?"

"We should enter!" he said cheerfully. "We could sing! A duet, you know?"

"I don't know…I've never really sang in front of a crowd…"

"Oh, c'mon!" he said desperately, "I know you're a good writer! I've seen your songs, and I'm equally as sure that you can sing wonderfully!"

The girl's face went slightly pinker. "Thanks," she said, taking the paper from him, "Fine, I'll do it. What do you want to sing?"

Rath was overjoyed with her answer. "I want you to write it," he said, "I know you can make a lovely duet."

She smiled again, "Okay."

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"Rune! She agreed!"

"To what?"

Rune was once again spending another annoying night at his friend's house, trying very pointlessly to tidy up Rath's room.

"She agreed to sing a duet with me at the talent show!" said Rath, sitting on his bed watching Rune clean. He didn't bother to help; it was a pointless task as stated before.

Rune stood up straight. It still bothered him to not interfere with his friend's slightly heart-breaking plan, but he just didn't have the courage to tell him that. He had too much pity over Rath's parent-less house to say anything. He sighed and continued picking up scraps of paper and junk from the floor. "Do as you wish…how are you so confident you'll get into the talent show?"

"Well, tryouts are tomorrow. Don't worry, I know we'll pass," he said rather conceitedly. "She's a wonderful singer and writer, and me, well I'm a wonderful singer too!"

And, just like Rath had said, he and Cesia did pass the tryouts. It was quite easy. None of the other singers could beat their duet. The day of the actual talent show loomed ever closer, until finally, it was the night before the performance.

And for once, Rath was not at his own house.

"I thought we could practice at my place," said Cesia, walking up the steps to the third floor, where her room was located.

Rath stared in awe around the house- no, mansion. It had to be at least five stories tall and very, VERY wide. He could see a couple maids walking in and out of rooms, giggling and quickly turning away whenever they saw him. Hell, he even saw an elevator. (why were they taking the stairs then?)

She led him to a long hallway, where only one door was located at the end of it.

"Holy crud...Cesia, this place is huge!" said Rath, looking into her room. It was probably as big as his whole house. She had large, glass double doors leading to a grand outside porch, a wide-screen TV at the foot of her bed which in itself was king-sized with fancy draperies posted around it, but the most important aspect, the one which forced him to gaze at it for about five minutes, took up most of the space in the room.

"You have your own recording studio in your room!" he asked, walking around it quickly to take in every aspect as if it were going to run away.

"Um, yes, Dad made this place a bit too fancy for my taste. All I really wanted was the recording studio, but he demanded to put more in," answered Cesia wearily. "We're going to be practicing in there." She pointed to the recording room. "Have you ever sang in one before?"

"Nope, but I've always dreamt about it!" he said excitedly, removing his backpack and throwing it to the floor. "Let's get started!"

"Hold on just a bit. You can get inside, I just need to set it up."

The boy did overenthusiastically, bringing in his guitar with him. He jumped slightly as Cesia voice came in loud through the speakers lined along the ceiling.

"I already set it up a bit beforehand. See the two chairs in front of the bunch of mikes? Just choose one and sit. Oh, and put the headphones on," she ordered from behind the glass wall, putting a pair of headphones on her side. "I'm just going to be tuning the volumes and such a bit. Go on and sing something so I can tune it."

"Like what?" asked Rath, haphazardly putting on the headphones, trying not to get it tangled with his guitar.

"You're asking me? Anything is fine," she said, smiling from behind the glass.

"Um…okay," he said, feeling a bit queasy for the first time in his life.

He strummed his guitar and began to sing. Cesia concentrated deeply on tuning the recording room to the right volumes and such, and then turned on the speakers again.

"Okay, we're good. You can stop now," she said, putting down her headphones and getting off her seat. She held up her index finger to Rath showing that she needed one moment to find her guitar.

Rath waited patiently for her to find her instrument. She finally entered the room and sat next to him, gracefully putting the headphones on and adjusting the microphones around her to her height. She had done this before, much unlike Rath.

"Ready?" she asked him, smiling.

"Yah," he said, smiling back and feeling more comfortable. "By the way, the song you wrote is lovely."

"Thanks," she answered, fixing the strings on her guitar, "Shall we start then?"

"It's your lead."

And they began their song for the talent show.

"Ninety miles, outside Chicago

Can't stop driving, I don't know why.

So many questions, need an answer

Two years later you're still on my mind."

"Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart,

Who hold the stars up in the sky.

Is true love once in a lifetime

Did the captain of the Titanic cry…"

Someday we'll know

"If love can move a mountain."

Someday we'll know

"Why the sky is blue."

Someday we'll know, why I wasn't meant for you…

"Does anybody know the way to Atlantis"


"Or what the wind says when she cries"


"I'm speeding by the place where I met you"


"For the 97th time tonight"

Someday we'll know

"Why Samson love Delilah."

One day I'll go

"Dancing on the moon."

Someday you'll know, that I was the One for you…

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" I bought a ticket 2 the end of the rainbow…"


"I watched the stars crash in the sea…"


" If I could ask God just one question…"

Why aren't you here with me?

Someday we'll know

"If love can move a mountain."

Someday we'll know

"Why the sky is blue."

Someday we'll know, why I wasn't meant for you…

Someday we'll know

"Why Samson love Delilah."

One day I'll go

"Dancing on the moon."

Someday you'll know, that I was the One for you…

The crowd cheered as the song ended, giving their cries of love and fandom at the two singers. Their duet was an instant hit. They were bound for first prize in the Talent Show. Rath and Cesia accepted the gold trophy with joy.

And, when Rath stole a glance at Cesia's face, he couldn't help but feel slightly guilty for what he was planning to do.

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dark-birdie: ENDED! FINALLY! I mean, it's not at an end, but this chapter is friggin done! Don't forget to review!

Oh, and the song, it's called Someday We'll Know by Mandy Moore and John Foreman (I luv you jon!)