"Hey Fiona, you ok?" Matt asked walking over to her in the school parking lot. Fiona leaned against her car breathing slowly shaking her head. "What's wrong?"

"I'm nervous and sort of freaking out."

"You are going…."

"It's not about the show tonight, that I have no problem with, Gustavo is here and my partner backed out."

"Fi, I'm so sorry."

"You got to do it." Matt looked at her like she was insane.

"No."

"Please, Matt, you're the only one that knows it as well as my partner."

"Why did he cancel?"

"Because his mom wants him doing his homework before the show tonight so he can't help me, please you know the music just as maybe more than me. Please Matthew."

"Fiona, you know I don't sing." Fiona was on the brink of tears and the cold made it even worse. "Fiona, don't cry, please."

"I'm not gonna…cry," she sniffed as she began to cry.

"Fine, I'll do it, I'll do it," he sighed as she smiled and hugged him. "Now can we get out of the cold?"

"Yes, yes we can." They walked into the building and school was just as normal as everyday. Every single girl stared at them some just at Matt others at both of them jealous of Fiona. She got used to it after a while and ignored most of them. "Ok, so you know we probably won't go through the entire song so we should start a line or two before yours."

"I don't think this is a good idea," Matt laughed as she looked at him wide eyed.

"You said you would help me."

"I know, I'm just saying this guy is a big time record deal right, well we shouldn't be singing something from a musical."

"It's the only thing I know right now, can you please cooperate with me? He will like this."

"Fine, whatever you say," Matt laughed opening the auditorium door for her.

"NEXT!" Gustavo's voice echoed through the entire room. They took a seat in the back after signing in and she began breathing deeply.

"We're going to be fine," Matt reassured her putting his arm around her as she smiled a little. After watching Gustavo scream at one person to the next they were called up to the stage.

"Ah a duet, something new, don't waste my time," he pointed at them as they nodded. "Names?" Matt looked at Fiona who stood silently. "NAMES!"

"Matthew Johnson and Fiona Welsh," Matt stepped forward as Gustavo mumbled and wrote down on the pad. "Fi, go," he whispered as she looked at the light and took a deep breath.

"Find me now, find me here." Fiona started.

"Dear Cosette, your such a lonely child, Believe me were it within my power I feel each passing hour how quiet it could be for only me for company," Matt turned to Fiona with a small smile.

"There's so little I know that I'm longing to know of the child that I was in a time long ago, There…"

"Stop there, thank you," Gustavo cut them off.

"But we didn't even start," Fiona announced as he looked up at her.

"I think I've heard enough."

"You haven't even given us a chance."

"Fiona…"

"No, he can mark us down as a no, but I know…whatever it isn't even worth my breath."

"Fine, you want me to give you another chance sing something else." Fiona struck with fear and turned to Matt.

"I don't know anything."

"Yes you do."

"No, I have only studied this show, I don't know anything. Matt…"

"Fiona calm down follow my lead." He offered his hand and she slowly took it. "Bye, bye Miss American pie, drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry," Matt started as Fiona laughed and quickly joined in.

"Them good old boys were drinking whiskey in Rye, singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die. Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above. If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow?" They sung together as Matt spun her on the stage.

"Ok, thank you, NEXT!" Fiona stood on the stage for a second looking down at him.

"Come on Fi, he's made up his mind," Matt said bitterly helping her off the stage. The rest of the day went by like a shattered dream to Fiona and she couldn't think in any of her classes. She went through the motions of the day until the opening night of the show, she got in costume and felt like a total different person.

"Hey, Fiona," Matt called from behind the backstage door. She stepped out and looked at him.

"You should be in your seat it's about to start," she said nervously.

"I'm just about to go out there, I just want to say break a leg," he hugged her. "And if your still bummed about the audition, screw him, you have an amazing voice," he laughed as she squeezed him tighter. "And when your kissing that guy, think of me," he said boastfully as she laughed and quickly covered her mouth.

"Go," she laughed pushing him away before walking back in the wing. "I have the weirdest best friend," she whispered to a fellow actor.

"Yeah, but he's hot, so who cares," Jordan Wells laughed before getting shushed. The show began and Fiona sat in the corner listening to the music going over her lines. When her role was up she walked calmly on the stage and made her performance, periodically looking down at Matt. When the show had ended she felt relieved and excited with a fluster of mixed emotions. After changing she walked to her car and found her number one fan sitting on the hood.

"You were awesome," Matt shouted jumping off the hood, she ran over and hugged him.

"Thank you, for everything, sitting in the front, supporting me, doing that stupid audition. I take you for granted," she mumbled into his chest.

"Yes, yes you do," he laughed as she pushed him. Her phone vibrated and saw she had a text from her mom.

"The show done, get home!" She looked at the clock and saw it was ten thirty.

"I have to go," she sighed as he laughed. "I'll call you later." She climbed in her car and drove home. When she walked in the front door she heard them arguing again.

"You missed your daughters opening night!" her father yelled as she heard her mom sigh.

"It's my fault my boss has me till ten at night for an important client, we are on the brink of losing this person Donald."

"Oh and you can't take two hours for her."

"Daddy, it's ok, there are four more shows."

"That isn't the point Fiona," he sighed turning back to his wife. "You should tell your boss he has a stick up his ass."

"Oh and get fired?"

"If it will make you turn into the woman I used to love." The three stood in shock and silence for a few minutes.

"Fiona, go to your room," her mother said calmly pointing to the stairs. Fiona didn't blink she ran up the stairs and locked the door when she heard a loud crash. "What the hell was that Donald? Loved you mean you don't love me any more!" Fiona heard her mother scream and then another dish shatter. Fiona quickly pulled a rope from under her bed and threw it out the window and quickly climbed down. She ran across the street and climbed the terrace and looked into Matt's room which was completely empty. She knew he never locked his window and she climbed in and quickly shut it holding her head trying not to think about her parents fighting. Matt's bathroom door opened and he walked in the room in just pajama bottoms as they both screamed.

"What are you doing here?" he whispered as she began to cry. "Fi, Fi, what's wrong?" he hugged her. "Your parents are fighting again?" She nodded and continued balling. "And you want to stay the night?" She nodded again. He laid her on the bed and grabbed his work out bar and attached it to the door and looked back at her. Fiona laid on his bed holding her knees to her chest. "You know what, I can skip this tonight," he sighed putting the bar back and laid next to her. She wrapped her arms around him and he shuttered at the touch of her ice cold hands on his back.