So im hoping that all of you guys are still liking the story even though I've brought in a possible potential threat….possible…you never know…:D haha anyway this story is very special to me and im just glad so many people are enjoying it :D *stands up and begins to stretch*. My sis-"Are you getting ready to run track er something?" me- "Oh no…I'm getting ready to type chapter 8…gotta limber up ya know…my reviewers wont like it very much if I cramp up" My sis- "whaaaaatever" haha I know I know im a goodber haha ok well chapter 8 here we go! Hope you likey! Haha

"So what do you guys want me to fix for dinner?" Melody asked as they all stood around the island. Woody was sitting at the top of the stairs wishing he could be a part of the party. He had learned that the blonde haired boys name was Grieg, the boy he despised was Derik, the slim girl with the leather jacket was her cousin Chelsea, and the other girl was, as Woody thought, her sister Kirsten.

"Sis you can make whatever you want" Kirsten said with a smile.

"Yeah Melody you could cook us mac and cheese and it'd still be the best thing we've ever eaten" Derik added.

"Aww thanks" Melody said smiling.

Woody hated the fondness in her voice. His face twisted in disgust. He wished that he was human because then he could be there for her and she wouldn't need Derik.

"No problem" Derik said with a smile. "Man I missed you girl!" Derik cried as he picked Melody up and hugged her.

Melody was laughing. She sounded like she was having such a great time. "A great time that I couldn't give her." Woody thought. He couldn't take it anymore so he just went back up to the windowsill and drifted off to sleep.

"So you still haven't found a boyfriend eh?" Chelsea said in a joking tone as she nudged Melody.

"No" Melody sighed. She immediately thought of Woody. She blinked hard. "stop stop stop" She cried in her head.

"Well don't worry sis you'll find someone" Kirsten said brightly.

"Yeah" Derik said with a smile as he placed his arm around Melody. She looked up and smiled at him. He really was a handsome man Melody thought as she gazed into brown eyes. She quickly looked away. His brown eyes reminded her of Woody. But there was something about Woody's eyes that attracted so much, but she didn't feel that when she looked at Derik's eyes.

She felt foolish. "I'm comparing a human being to a toy" She thought in her head.

"Ok well I guess I'll fix some mozzarella spaghetti" Melody said with a smile as she tried to shake her mind of the cowboy doll.

"Oh that's my favorite!" Cried Chelsea as she smiled.

"Shall I add shrimp or-"

"Shrimp!" Everyone cried at once.

"Ok shrimp it is" Melody said with a smile as she started fixing dinner.

~oOo~

Woody woke up to the sound of laughter. He looked around the dark room. He felt like he hadn't slept that long but it was so dark outside. He went over to the back window and climbed up on the seat. Off along the shoreline he could see a campfire and everyone was sitting around it cooking smores. Woody chuckled slightly to himself thinking of Buzz calling them shmoes. He placed his hand on the glass and gently leaned his forehead against it. He realized that his hat was on the other seat but at that moment he didn't care.

His longing to be with Melody was too strong it distracted him from everything…including his hat. He closed his eyes and listened to Melody laugh outside and he thought of the gentle kisses she gave him. Her lips were so soft and when she kissed him he just felt like he was going to melt.

He opened his eyes and looked out at the stars. It reminded him of the night Melody sang her beautiful song. He suddenly realized that he had never wondered who that song was about. The more he thought about the song the more he thought that possibly it was about him.

He sighed. "Why the hell would she write a song about me…" He said softly as he gazed at Melody. "She probably wrote it about-" His voice cracked as he looked at Derik. "Him…". He blinked his eyes and looked back up at the stars. Suddenly a star shot across the sky. Woody's eyes widened. He remembered what Andy had said about shooting stars and he closed his eyes.

"Please give me the courage and the strength to tell her how I feel…" Woody said, almost in a whisper. "And please don't let me lose her friendship…I can't live without her…" He squeezed his eyes shut tighter. "I love you Melody" A tear slid down his cheek. He looked down again at the fire and sighed as more tears slid down his cheek.

He saw her laugh and he saw the way she was looking at Derik. He would've given anything for it to be him that she was looking at so fondly.

Suddenly she looked up at her bedroom window, Woody froze. He knew she couldn't see him but whenever he saw her eyes he felt like he lost all control of his body. Her expression changed from happy and laughing to a daze, and almost…sad.

Woody wondered what had made her make that face. He wanted to think that some part of her cared for him the way he cares for her. But he knew that would never happen.

~oOo~

"Melody are you okay?" Derik asked as he lightly touched her shoulder.

"Wha…oh" She said softly as she blinked hard and looked back at the fire. "I'm fine"

"Hey you guys know what would be a good idea?" Chelsea said excitedly.

Everyone looked at her questioningly.

"We should play truth or dare!"

"Yeah!" yelled Kirsten.

"Sounds good to me" Grieg said with a smile.

"You game Melody?" Derik asked as he nudged the dazed girl.

Her mind had once again wondered off to Woody's voice and how it always soothed her. Her eyes got wide and she smacked her face into her hands.

"Melody?" Asked Grieg.

"Are you-"

"I'm fine" Melody said, cutting off Derik as she sat up and smiled. "I think truth or dare sounds like fun." She said as she looked over at Derik, hoping this would get her mind off of its current subject. A subject that had spread further and further across her brain.

She took one last glance at window and inhaled deeply. "ok so who wants to go first?"

~oOo~

Woody watched as the party continued on and Melody seemed to have her glow back. He sat there and watched for a while as they laughed and drank. He saw Derik constantly trying to hand Melody a drink and she refused every time. Woody sighed. "Obviously he doesn't know her very well".

He watched as Melody put her hands up and shook her head. He wondered what was going on. Finally after the noise got louder, she gave in. Derik handed her a drink and she took it and inhaled deeply.

"What is she-" Woody stopped as Melody began to chug the bottle. His eyes got wide. "Melody what are you doing?" he said aloud as he pressed himself against the glass. He watched as she finished it and then swayed slightly. He was almost, angry, that her friends and family would do that to her…they had to know that she doesn't like to drink.

He sat there and sat there as each of them chugged bottles and bottles of alcohol. His eyes started to close and he was trying to wake himself up when the laughing suddenly got louder. He looked tiredly out at the gang. Once again Melody had her hands up. Woody couldn't figure out what was going on. Finally after what seemed like a lot of badgering poor Melody she shrugged her shoulders and turned towards Derik.

Woody raised his eyebrow. He was so confused. Then before he had time to think any longer Melody and Derik leaned forward into a deep kiss. Woody cried out, he was fully awake now. He watched as Melody and Derik wrapped their arms around each other. He felt dizzy…so dizzy. He held his head and his chest. He felt like he was going to explode. He felt angry, he felt crushed, he felt…broken.

He fell over onto the window seat and began to sob. He wanted her to be happy, but he felt like he was suffering a fate worse than death. He didn't want to have to watch as years went by and the woman he loved spent her life with someone else.

He laid very still as tears began to pour freely from his eyes. He felt calm now but he felt like he couldn't move…like he could just lay there forever and it wouldn't matter…he felt like he wasn't himself…like he was simply just a toy that had no feelings or control of it's body. Not the usual Woody that was always filled with so much joy.

"Melody…" Woody choked as he held his chest. He laid there, and didn't move at all.

~oOo~

"That was so gross" Said Melody as she wiped her mouth on her sleeve.

"Oh come on you know you liked it" Derik joked.

"Pssh in your dreams" Melody said with a laugh as she rolled her eyes. She looked over at Derik and nudged him.

They sat around and drank and laughed. Melody seemed to be the center of attention as the alcohol seemed to affect her the most.

"Oh my head hurts" Melody slurred as she closed her eyes tight and rubbed her forehead. "I think I'm going to go to bed." Melody stood up and swayed.

"Here lemme help you" Derik said as he got up. He walked over to Melody and had her place her arms around his neck as he grabbed her legs. He carried her up to her room.

~oOo~

Woody her someone come through the door and he slowly opened his eyes. He almost sat up, thinking it was Melody but his eyes got wide and he froze as he saw Derik enter carrying an almost unconscious cowgirl.

He watched as Derik laid her down on the bed. He began to take off her boots and he grabbed her hat and sat them next to the bed. He sat her up and began to take off her flannel shirt. Woody had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. Once he had her flannel shirt off her pulled the covers up and placed them over her gently.

"Goodnight Melody" Derik said softly. Melody moved slightly and reached her hand up to touch his face.

"Thank you Der…" She trailed off as she closed her eyes and he laid her hand gently next to her.

"What are friends for?" Derik said quietly with a smile. He kissed her forehead gently then turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Woody sat up and looked over at Melody. "What are friends for?" He said aloud in shock. "What are friends-" Woody shook his head. "You got her drunk oh yeah you're a great friend! A friend that should know what alcohol does to her!" He was shocked at the volume of his own voice. He was shaking with anger. He looked over at the sleeping Melody and he sighed. "I'm sorry I can't be there for you the way I want to be Melody".

He looked at her one last time. If he wasn't sure before he knew now that his heart completely and truly belonged to the cowgirl.

Sorry if the beginning moved a little slow…I'm getting to the good stuff soon though! I promise! Im almost finished with a drawing for my fan fic…inspired By Rose-de-Noire :D. Thanks again to all my reviewers! You guys have no idea how much your reviews mean to me! Virtual dell notebooks and starbucks for my reviewers! Preeeeeeetty pleeeeeeeaaaaase with a cherry on top keep the reviews comin!