Author's Note: Can you all see why that last one was my favorite chapter? I swear, I've gone over that kiss scene at least a million times since I wrote it!

I'm not weird…

Hawkpath: I do know the rest. And yes, there is something heating up…

Dia Newman: I did take your scream into thought. It's kind of hard to miss. And Link wasn't being petty.

Guest: Whoever you are, nice play on words.

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One Year's Eternity

Chapter 11

Tuesday October 8, 4:33 P.M.

Link, Midna, Beck, and Mikau were all in the car with me. We were headed for the hospital.

I was finally getting my cast off.

"Are you excited?" Mikau asked. He was probably the second most hyper person at this college, second only to Malon.

"Very," I replied.

I had gotten my old cast off a while back. The new, Velcro one was just to keep my ankle in place. I could walk in it without crutches. 'Getting my cast off' really just meant that I didn't need to wear one anymore.

Link's radio was playing quietly, still on the same oldies station. It was playing "Jukebox Hero" by Foreigner. I was humming the song just as quietly as it was playing. Link heard me.

"You know this one, too?" he asked from the driver's seat.

"Of course," I replied. "What kind of oldies rock fan would I be if I didn't?"

"True," he answered.

None of the other people in the car except Link and I knew about the kisses. I wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible. I feared that they were suspecting something, though. Link and I had suspicions about Minda and Beck. It was very easy to think that they had a secret relationship. They were both always missing, and they both seemed more distant.

We got to the hospital. In the waiting room, I saw a man who had an overflowing backpack, full of what seemed to be masks. He had a shirt with a mask on it, too. His eyes were barely squints, and he had bright red hair. His smile was almost frightening. Looking at him, I felt chilled.

"Harp? Zelda Harp?"

I heard a nurse call me. I got up, Link refraining from helping me. I look back to see my friends get up with me. Midna grabs my arm and walks with me, her contagious smile spreading onto my face. We all follow the nurse, who takes us to a room close to the lobby.

"Dr. Bagu will be right with you," she said, leaving the room once we were all in.

We sat there in cheerful silence for about a minute. Then Dr. Bagu walked in.

"Hello again, Zelda," he said. "Six weeks already?"

"Yep," I answer. I can't hide my smile.

"Well, let's see if it's good enough to forget about the cast," he said, loosening the Velcro. Once the cast was off, he asked me if I could move my ankle. I swirled it around in a circle. He said to try to make the shapes of the first ten letters in the alphabet. I did so easily.

"Well, Zelda," Bagu said, standing up, "I don't see why you have to keep the cast on any longer."

"Thank you, Doc," I said. I stood up, carefully, for the first time in six weeks without the cast. I was overjoyed to see that it withstood my weight.

Midna handed me my other flip-flop. I slipped it on my right foot. I walked around a little bit.

"Gomsaau," I mumbled in Labrynnian. (AN: "Finally.")

"You may all go now," Bagu told us. "I have other patients."

"Bye," we all said, at different intervals. We walked out, all watching my movements. I was walking. I was walking!

Once we got out of the hospital, Midna suggested Orange Julius to celebrate, and we all obliged.

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October 11, 3:32 P.M.

School had been out for two whole minutes. The musical had been announced, so everyone knew what it was now. I was forced by Midna to try out. For the part of Christine Daae. She was trying out for Meg Giry, Christine's best friend. Mikau told me that Ruto was going out for Carlotta, the self-obsessed prima donna.

How fitting.

What made it better, Din, Nayru, and Farore were trying out for parts, too. Din was going for Carlotta, Nayru was going for Meg, and Farore was going for Christine.

Midna and I arrived at the auditorium to be greeted by Link.

"Are you trying out for a part?" Midna asked him.

"Maybe," he said, looking at the crowd of people that were. "Mr. Ghir wants me to."

"Why?" I asked.

"Since when do you sing, Link?" Midna asked.

"I don't," he said, looking back at us. "That's why I'm confused."

"Well, anyway," I said, "we should get going. Later."

"Bye," Midna said.

"See you," Link answered. He walked past us and left the building.

We entered the mob. We saw Mr. Ghir in the middle.

"Ah, Midna Twili!" he said as we walked up to his table. "And is this our Christine?"

"Zelda Harp," I said, shaking his hand. "I'll try."

"I hope your trials are not in vain," he replied.

We signed in. We were told that each Christine and Meg were going to have a partner. Each pair would sing Angel of Music. Midna and I were partners. As were Nayru and Farore. There were at least ten more pairs. We were to act out the scene as we sang.

Nayru and Farore were up first. They were up on stage fully dressed for the occasion. Nayru was in a ballerina's tutu, and Farore was wearing a show dress.

Are they really that rich?

"Damn," Midna whispered. "Isn't that the exact dress that Christine wore in the movie?"

"I think so," I whispered back.

It was the same dress. At least, a perfect replica. They looked the part, that was certain.

Their singing, however, was no angel.

They were completely off key the entire time. It got to the point that I got out my MP3 and listened to the actual song.

I hope this isn't hell I'm in.

Once they were finished, I turned off my MP3 and joined in the fake applause.

"I'm clapping because it's over," I whispered to Midna.

She just laughed.

"Next up is Saria Iri and Marin Sands," Mr. Ghir called out.

Really?

They got up on stage. That's when I found out that Marin was the one who was trying out for Christine. A freshman, trying to nab the main role.

They were amazing. Marin's soprano echoed through the auditorium, while Saria's alto voice accompanied it beautifully.

Real, genuine applause followed. Some cheers, Midna being one of them. Marin's small, shy smile almost made me cry.

We went through seven more pairs before it got to us.

"Zelda Harp and Midna Twili," Mr. Ghir called.

We walked up to the stage. I walked out to the center and sat down. I turned on one of the fake, electric candles. The music began and Midna ran onstage, acting to look for Christine.

Christine, Christine

Where in the world have you been hiding?

Really, you were perfect

I only wish I knew your secret

Who is your great tutor?

I spoke the lines in between singing parts. I felt no fear in my words. Then my singing part was coming up. I took a deep breath.

Father once spoke of an Angel

I used to dream he'd appear

Now as I sing I can sense him

And I know he's here

My voice rang free. I let all reigns go.

Here in this room, he calls me softly

Somewhere inside, hiding

Somehow I know he's always with me

He, the unseen genius

Midna started singing her next part, but it wasn't the one everyone else was singing. It was the original version.

I watched your face from the shadows

Distant through all the applause

I hear your voice in the darkness

Yet the words aren't yours

Mr. Ghir just laid back in his chair and listened. He seemed pleased that she didn't sing the new version, but the original, stage version.

We continued until the music dropped.

Deafening applause. I looked into the audience and felt, for the first time in the longest while, accepted. I looked across the room, and I found three people who weren't clapping or cheering.

Din, Nayru, and Farore.

Midna and I walked off the stage. We were greeted by so many people saying that we were definitely getting the parts.

Gomaau. Acceptance.

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Love that chapter. Still not my favorite, though. So, all you people who like musical theatre, I present to you, your favorite chapter. Bye! See you next week!