Again guys, very easy. This is for Mystitat, who said she would love me forever if I did something from this specific musical.
This is short. And yes, it's Paulina based again.
Paulina was broken. In so many different ways. She didn't know if or how she could be put back together again.
Daylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .
Four years had passed. Four years of yearning for the ghost boy. Four years of waiting for him to return her affections and fall for her charms. Four years of wondering when she would see him again.
Four years' hopes came crashing down.
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Danny Fenton… Who'd have imagined? Who'd have imagined that the scrawny, dweeby, if somewhat cute boy was actually the savior of the town? Who'd imagine that the weakling was the one that had been saving them all this time? Who'd have imagined that the boy who waited forever for her was the one she had been waiting for?
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Paulina sobbed. She was curled up on her bed. Her parents were out. At dinner, or something of the sort. She refused to discuss what happened. He father went on to insist he wasn't good enough for her. Her mother claimed she would find someone better suited.
She buried her face in her pillow. She would find someone, but it wouldn't be her ghost boy. It wouldn't be her Superman. It wouldn't be the flawless savior, the streak of light, protecting her and her alone.
Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
It had taken merely seconds for her life to fall apart. Danny Phantom became Danny Fenton in a flash of light. Everyone alienated him because of the change in his or her eyes. Except for his geeky friends. Sam Manson and Tucker Foley.
Paulina pounded her fist into the pillow at the thought of Sam Manson. The girl who had it all. She had a boy who loved her, despite her odd clothing and bad attitude. She didn't need to conform. She didn't need to chase after the ghost boy to get him to notice her. Paulina's stomach hurt with jealousy. The girl she had looked down upon had everything she had ever wanted.
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Paulina sat up and wiped her eyes. She couldn't let them win. She couldn't let this freak change her. She couldn't let them see how much it had hurt to be brushed off by the kid who wanted her for every day of his life.
She walked unsteadily to her vanity table and sat down. The smeared make up would come off. Her hair would come down. She would find a way to scrape this from her identity and embrace the new day.
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Paulina looked out the window. It was slowly getting lighter. She had wallowed in her own self-misery for hours. She had let those beneath her affect her for far longer than necessary.
As much as she yearned for the ghost boy, she would rise above him.
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
So Paulina would walk to school with a new face. A slightly changed attitude. A much stronger person.
And all that would be left of her broken heart was a memory.
Look
A new day has begun
