Welcome to chapter three. Once you enter... there is no way out... unless you like close the window or press the previous button or go to a different page or something. Please enjoy or I will kill you. I'm just kidding... I'll have my dinosaur kill you, why should I get my hands dirty?

I should probably do some MORE disclaiming just in case. Here is the disclaimer I previously spoke of

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any part of Next To Normal

It was the first class of the day. Henry sat, waiting for the teacher- and her- to come into the room. Plenty of things ran through his head. His Biology test that he was certainly going to fail, his half finished Algebra homework, his one-and-a-half page English essay, but mostly he thought of her. He thought about class and what he was going to say to her.

'Hey.' He repeated the word in his head. The one little word that could change his relationship with her forever, but would it? It was, after all, just one word. He would have to say more than "Hey" for a friendship to form between the two of them. But "Hey" was certainly a start, a start that was six years too late.

It had to be quick, as soon as she sat down, or it would sound too awkward. Henry was not going to chicken out, or mess up like he did in his dream. She walked in. Henry's heart raced, even faster than it usually did when he saw her. She sat down.

Now or Never, Henry told himself, and he took a deep breath, he opened his mouth and then…

"Okay class! Pop quiz!" The teacher walked in the room, and the class groaned. "Natalie, do you mind passing these out?" She nodded and took the quizzes from his hand. She did not even look at Henry when she put the paper on his desk. Henry sighed. If he was going with "now or never," it looked like it was going to be never.

After School that day, Henry wandered aimlessly through the halls. He was not ready to go home just yet, he had some things to think about, and he couldn't do that with his mom nagging him. He turned a corner; a sweet sound was coming from down the hall, from the music room. Someone was playing the piano. He remembered how she had tapped her fingers in class the previous day, could this be her playing? He needed to find out. He walked thoughtlessly down the hall, as though the song had put him into a trance.

He peered though the window in the closed door. There she was. Playing the piano so fluently, he had never seen anything so perfect, yet she seemed so stressed. Henry sat outside the door for a few moments, just listening to her flawless playing.

Without really thinking, without really realizing he was doing it, Henry turned the door handle and walked into the room.

"Um…" Was all He could say after he realized what he had done. "Um" was a sound, the first he was able to make in her presence, but it was not a word.

For months, Henry thought that he would have to break the ice, but she spoke first. For months, Henry was trying with all of his might to say one word to her, one little word, but she was able to say twelve to him with great ease.

"I still have this practice room for seven and a half minutes."

YAY! Thats the end! Thanks for the applause! although I'm sure it's because its over and not because it was good... oh well! I'm sure my dinosaur thought it was good, didn't you Dino?

Dinosaur: Rawrrawrrawr!

DINO! That was very rude!

Dinosaur: RAWRrawrrawr!

Aw, who asked you anyways?

Dinosaur: Rawrrawr.

Shut up.