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A/N: Thank you to everyone that reviwed the last chapter. You made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. My beta is busy right now, so bear with me. Oh, and this story is from Lily's POV, but I think you have probably figured that out by now.

" But your good Lily" Travis says " You're better than good. You're brillant and you are going to make it. That is, if you would drop a little of the pessimism." She glares back at him " It's not pessimism. It's realism." He cocks his head to the side and gives her one of those looks that she hates. A look of purity. A look that somehow made the green in his eyes stand out even more. A look that never failed to make her heart skip a beat.

"You're right" he says, his voice as smooth as velvet. "It won't become real if you never believe in it." He takes her hand and she hopes that it isn't sweating yet, or that he can somehow feel or hear her heartbeat. "More importantly, it will never become real if you don't believe in yourself. I believe in you Lily but that isn't enough."

It was as if nothing else existed at that moment but she, Travis, and the makeshift radio station they sat in. " I'm trying" she says, her eyes tearing up. " I am, but when I imagine other people listening to my music and hating it...It's just something that I don't think I could handle."

Travis smiles and squeezes her hand " You can handle more than you could possible imagine. One thing that you will never have to handle is people turning away from your music. Lily, it's beautiful...Just like..." he cuts off and turns away quickly. " Like what" she asks " What were you going to say Travis"

He let's go of her hand and pulls back. " Nothing, it wasn't important. What is important is the fact that you start to believe in you, Lily Randall. She bites her bottom lip, feeling his warmth and knowing that he would never lie to her. From now on, she would start believing, in her music and herself.

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" Randi" Lily jumps at the sound of Parker's voice as it tears her away from reliving one of her favorite memorie.

" What are you doing out here all alone and mopey" Parker asks.

" Moping" Lily answers, resting her chin on her knees and pouting.

" Well, moping is a word that is not in Parker's vocabulary" she grins "Come on, let's go walk around and look for hot guys."

Lily has to laugh " Hot guys are the cause of my moping. How 'bout we go to the music room and work on some songs" she asks, feeling a little more at ease now.

Parker shrugs " Cool beans."

Lily glances at the clock for the thousandth time during her last class of the day. Just five more minutes and you're out of here. She had never wanted school to end so badly in her entire life. As the teacher drones on, the final bell rings and Lily is the first one out the door. Now, if I can get this part over with, I'm home free for the day, she thinks as she heads to the station.

She takes a deep breath before she walks in, telling herself that none of it matters. Ray, Travis, and Robbie can form their own little club if they want, she had her own friends. She was only half surprised when she opened the door to find only Travis inside.

He looks up and gives her one of those smiles that reach all the way up to his eyes. Oh goody, I bet he got an email from Bridget. It was all she could do to keep from rolling her own eyes. " Hey Trav, where is everybody" she asks. Travis keeps his smiles and shrugs " I don't know" he says, his eyes glancing up to the clock " We have plenty of time though. Plenty of time, that's what I used to think.

" As a matter of fact" Travis grins " We have time for you to help me with this letter." She looks at him, trying not to groan " Sure...Great" she says, putting on her fakest smile. " Let's see what you have so far." She walks over to him, dropping her things at her chair, before plopping into it. Travis slides the lap top over to her.

Dear Bridget, blah, blah, blah...You are so beautiful...blah, blah...I am truly glad that we found one another again... she reads. Jeez, did she have to sit through this? This morning with Ray had been bad enough but to read these words, well, it hurt. " It's um...great Travis" she says, pushing the lap top away from her. " Really, I'm sure she'll...love it."

Travis' eyes light up " Really? You don't think it's over the top do you Lil"

She looks back into his eyes, his shining with happiness as she tries to keep her own from forming tears. " I love it" she says in a voice softer than she had intended.