Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight, Bruno Mars owns Just the way you are, and Taylor Swift owns Dear John. The baggage quote belongs to Rent and the people Brilliant enough tp come up with it.
KPOV-
''Yeah, sorry I am late,'' he smiles
''No problem, you're mom called. Are you prepared to sing your song,'' Mr. Jenks asks.
Jared nods as he walks up to the front of the room with his guitar.
Oh, her eyes, her eyes, make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair, falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful, and I tell her every day
Yeah, I know, I know, when I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so, sad to think that she don't see what I see
But every time she asks me do I look ok, I say
When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing, just the way you are
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
Because girl you're amazing, just the way you are(yeah)
Her lips, her lips, I could kiss them all day if she let me
Her laugh, her laugh, she hates but I think it's so sexy
She's so beautiful, and I tell her every day
Oh, you know, you know, you know, I'd never ask you to change
If perfect's what you're searching for then just stay the same
So, don't even bother asking if you look ok
You know I'll say
When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing, just the way you are
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
Because girl you're amazing, just the way you are
The way you are, the way you are
Girl you're amazing, just the way you are
When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing, just the way you are
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
Cause girl you're amazing, just the way you are. Yeah
I smile as he finishes and sits next to me.
''Well done, Jared,'' Mr. Jenks smiles.''Class, the next thing you are doing is balld. A ballad isn't just a song. It's a way for you to say what you can't say any other way. So. for the next week, you will all be using class time. Get started.''
I sigh. How the hell am I supposed to write a song? I don't even know what I want to write a song about.
Songs our ways for you to tell people what you couldn't anyother way.
The only thing is no one listens to me, so I stop trying to tell them things.
SethPOV-
''Micha, what 's wrong? What did I do,'' I hiss.
''What the hell is your problem with you singing that song,'' she snaps.
''Seriously what is your problem,'' I ask.
She looks at me,''Baggage.'
''Baggage,'' I ask.
''Yeah,'' she says as she stands up ,''I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine.''
She walks out of the class.
I sit in my chair, head in hands. Then I decided to get up to see if I could find her.
I found her outside, sitting on the bench, She is strumming a guitar.
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps,
praying the floor won't fall through, again
My mother accused me of losing my mind,
but I swore I was fine
You paint me a blue sky
and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game,
but you changed the rules every day
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone
tonight
Well I stopped picking up, and this song is to let you know why
Dear John,
I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress,
cried the whole way home.
I should've known
Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
Maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said "run as fast as you can"
Dear John,
I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress,
cried the whole way home
Dear John,
I see it all, now it was wrong
Don't you think 14 is too young to be played by your dark twisted games, when I loved you so?
I should've known
Who could do this to a beautiful girl like that? She's so sweet, smart, kind, caring...and that laugh drives me insane with love.
You are an expert at sorry,
and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you run dry
with tired, lifeless eyes
cause you burned them out
But I took your matches before fire could catch me,
so don't look now:
I'm shining like fireworks over your sad, empty town
Dear John,
I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress,
cried the whole way home.
I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song
You should've known
You should've known
Don't you think I was too young?
You should've known
She is crying, so I sit next to her with my arms around her.
She looks up at me, and her mascara is running down her cheeks. Her hair is wet, and she has the most pitiful look in her eyes.
I kiss her on the forehead,''Why won't you just let me in?''
''Maybe someday. Just not now,'' she whispers as she walks back into the school.
I stare as she walks back in, taking my heart with her.