A/N- hai! Here's chapter 3! Thank you to all who read/reviewed/favorited/followed!
Disclaimer: I don't own KOTLC. Song list at bottom.
Sophie's POV
Well, it was finally Friday night. Fitz and I were on our way to the school to perform. We were dressed in a southern, redneck style. I was super excited. When we got to the gym, everything was different. It was totally decked out in a south-western style. It looked great.
The stage was already set up. I was going first, singing a few songs, then Fitz would go, and we would trade off like that. Fitz, for some reason looked really nervous. I didn't know why, he had performed in front of at least 10,000 people. This small dance should be nothing for him.
Everyone was already there, and the DJ already had some tracks playing. I stepped up to the stage and everyone turned to me. I sang my first song, Landslide. It was my first time performing, and I kind of loved it. I usually hated being the center of attention-like when I started here in the middle of the year- but this was different. I liked this attention. I sang one of my other songs:
Baby blue staring in the window pane
Just counting drops of rain
Wondering if she's got the guts to take it
Running down her dreams in a dirty dress,
Now her heart's a mess
Praying she'll find a way to make
So keep on climbing, though the ground might shake
Just keep on reaching though the limb might break
We've gone this far, don't you be scared now
'Cause you can learn to fly on the way down
Searching for a sign in the night even like a lonely string of lights
I'll burn just long enough for you to see it
The road's been long and lonely and you feel like giving up
There's more to this just the breath you're breathing
So keep on climbing, though the ground might shake
Just keep on reaching though the limb might break
We've come this far, don't you be scared now
'Cause you can learn to fly on the way down
On the way down
You won't forget the heavy steps it took to let it go
Close your eyes, count to 10, hold your breath and fly
Keep on climbing, though the ground might shake
Just keep on reaching though the limb might break
We've come this far, don't you be scared now
'Cause you can learn to fly on the way down
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Fly
Fly
When I sang the last note, everyone clapped. Then, it was Fitz's turn.
Life's like a road that you travel on
When there's one day here and the next day gone
Sometimes you bend sometimes you stand
Sometimes you turn your back to the wind
There's a world outside every darkened door
Where blues won't haunt you anymore
Where the brave are free and the lovers soar
Come ride with me to the distant shore
We won't hesitate to break down the garden gate
There's not much time left today
Life is a highway
I want to ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I want to drive it all night long
Through all these cities and all these town
It's in my blood and it's all around
I love you now like I loved you then
This is the road and these are the hands
From Mozambique to those Memphis nights
The Khyber pass to Vancouver's lights
Knock me down get up again
You're in my blood I'm not a lonely man
There's no load I can't hold
Road's so rough this I know
I'll be there when the light comes in
Just tell 'em we're survivors
Life is a highway
I want to ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I want to drive it all night long
Life is a highway
I want to ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I want to drive it all night long
There was a distance between you and I
A misunderstanding once but now
We look it in the eye
There's no load I can't hold
Road's so rough this I know
I'll be there when the light comes in
Just tell 'em we're survivors
Life is a highway
I want to ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I want to drive it all night long
Life is a highway
I want to ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I want to drive it all night long
Life is a highway
I want to ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I want to drive it all night long
When Fitz finished his song, the students went absolutely nuts. We kept singing, performing all the songs we had spent so long writing. It was amazing. I loved every second. Mostly, I liked being up there with Fitz. We had gotten really close in the past five weeks. I thought back to my conversation with Marella and Biana a few weeks ago. I wasn't lying the when I said I just liked Fitz as a friend, but now... things had changed a bit.
Before I knew it, we had sung all of the songs we wrote. Fitz was getting ready for the three songs he had chosen. He looked super-nervous
I was confused now. Why would he be nervous? I stood back and listened to him. As he sang, he got more and more relaxed.
I don't wanna be your Monday morning heading back to work
Stuck in traffic going slow, nothing on the radio
I don't wanna be another chore to check off your list
Of things you gotta do, places that you gotta go
Oh, no
I wanna be your Friday night sweet ride
Summertime sunshine barefoot in the moonlight
I wanna be your jackpot hotspot
Wide open road in a candy apple rag top
I wanna set you free, I wanna take you high
I wanna be, wanna be your Friday night
Oh your Friday night
We can rock together, let the good times roll forever
Fill up our cup, make a memory, drink it up
I don't wanna miss another minute, wanna live it with you
Beneath the blue sky, falling in love
I wanna be your Friday night sweet ride
Summertime sunshine barefoot in the moonlight
I wanna be your jackpot hotspot
Wide open road in a candy apple rag top
I wanna set you free, I wanna take you high
I wanna be, wanna be your Friday night
Oh Friday night
I wanna be your lemonade in the shade
Money in your pocket cause you just got paid babe
I wanna be your Friday night sweet ride
Summertime sunshine barefoot in the moonlight
I wanna be your jackpot hotspot
Wide open road in a candy apple rag top
I wanna set you free, I wanna take you high
I wanna be, wanna be your Friday night
Oh your Friday night
Hey, your Friday night
Hey, your Friday night
Your Friday night
Wait, that was Friday Night, by Eric Paslay. I had told Fitz before that it was one of my favorite songs. Plus, it was a love song. Why would he sing it? Before I could wonder too much, he started his second song.
Mmm
I remember when I first met you
Sipping coffee in a corner booth
You were just twirling your hair
And I just had to stare
For a minute or two
I was laughing at your stack of books
Then you shot me that smile
Hey, beautiful girl, in your own little world
And me in it
You got all my attention
And you ain't even trying
Yeah, you're my kind of different
And I never seen nothing
Nothing like you
Shades on spinning in a summer rain
Dancing in the rain no music
Just the right kind of crazy, baby
Something about you
Rocking that rock and roll t-shirt
We're at a party dressed up
But you just doing your thing
Ain't nobody ever seen nothing like you
When you're wearing them worn out jeans
Purple untied shoestrings
You're a light in the dark
And you're stealing my heart like a gypsy
I love the way that you kiss me
In front of everybody
So baby, come and kiss me
They ain't ever seen nothing
Nothing like you
Shades on spinning in a summer rain
Dancing in the rain no music
Just the right kind of crazy, baby
Something about you
Rocking that rock and roll t-shirt
We're at a party dressed up
But you just doing your thing
Ain't nobody ever seen nothing like you
Nothing like you
Shades on spinning in a summer rain
Dancing in the rain no music
Just the right kind of crazy, baby
Something about you
Rocking that rock and roll t-shirt
We're at a party dressed up
But you just doing your thing
Ain't nobody ever seen nothing like you
Never seen never seen nothing like you
Ain't never seen anything like you
Mmm
Never seen nothing like you
Nothing Like You, Dan and Shay. Okay, this was getting weird. Two of my favorite songs-both love songs- in a row. I had a sneaking suspicion I knew what Fitz was doing. It totally explained why he was nervous. If this next song was what I thought it was, I would know for sure...
Fitz started into his last song. My hopes started shooting sky high.
If she was a drink
She'd be single barrel
Bourbon on ice
Smooth with a kick
Chill and a burn
All at the same time
She's Sunday drive meets
High-speed chase
She ain't just a song
She's the whole mixed tape
She's so complicated
That's the way God made her
Sunshine mixed with
A little hurricane
And she destroys me in that t-shirt
And I love her so much it hurts
I never meant to fall like this
She don't just rain she pours
That girl right there's
The perfect storm
I know how to make her laugh,
Or blush, or mad at me
But that's okay, there ain't no one
More beautiful angry
And she loves just as deep
As she goes when she's down
The highs match the lows
Can't have one without the other
And I love her just the way
God made her
Sunshine mixed with
A little hurricane
And she destroys me in that t-shirt
And I love her so much it hurts
I never meant to fall like this
She don't just rain she pours
That girl right there's
The perfect storm
She's the friend of a lifetime
A guy like me spends his whole life
Looking for, that girl right there's
The perfect storm
The notes died out. Perfect Storm, Brad Paisley. I knew for certain, now. Fitz had been staring at me the whole time. He chose those songs for me. He like liked me. Fitz Vacker had a crush on me! I stepped slowly onto the stage, waiting for him to stop me. He didn't. I honestly didn't know what to feel. Giddiness, fear, excitement. I took a final step, and I was standing in front of him. I was inches from his face. I looked into his teal eyes, and saw everything I was feeling reflected back to me.
"So, what did you think?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.
I raised an eyebrow. I decided to try for a nonchalant appearance. "I think that I need to strangle you, and that you are totally nuts."
Hi face fell. "So, you didn't like it."
I did it. I stepped up and kissed him. When I pulled away, I smiled. "No, I loved it."
The students behind us 'aaawe'd. Fitz and I were startled. I had forgotten that they were there. I looked at Fitz, and whispered in his ear. "We need to talk. Meet me at the Cove."
I pulled away from him, though I didn't want to. I walked away, high up on Cloud Nine.
A/N- okay, so, I know I mentioned some songs and authors in the story, but I want to cover all the legal basises and all that junk. In order: Landslide~ Dixie Chicks, Fly~ Maddie and Tae, Life is a Highway~ Tom Cochrane (but it was also re-sung by Rascal Flatts) Friday Night~ Eric Paslay, Nothing Like You~ Dan+Shay, Perfect Storm~ Brad Paisley. I absolutely love pretty much all the songs I put in here, but these are, like, in my top 10. Anyway, until next time!