Okay, okay...guess it's time for our two blondes to meet. And yes, Bridgette does sing the song from the musical. Why not? Thanks for reviewing, What'dIMiss, yeezynight14, QueenOfChocolateWinx and Bloodylilcorpse.

Up in a grand house, a young girl sat at her window forlornly. She felt like she was never allowed to go out, except to school, and it was the start of summer. Her guardian never let her out on her own, and recently, she'd caught him looking at her differently. It wasn't that he was repungant or anything – in fact, he was gorgeous for his age – but he had raised her, and he was far too old for her.

Bridgette gave another sigh as she looked out of her window. She longed to go out and see her friends from school (although Courtney had chosen to do a summer course to start her on her path to law school, but Gwen and Leshawna were still available to hang with). But she wasn't allowed to. She had to admit that being raised by a judge like Alejandro wasn't exactly the worst thing a girl who knew nothing about her birth parents could have. But she still didn't understand why he didn't want her to leave the house much. She knew perfectly well what he was thinking when he looked at her in that particular way, but pretended to be clueless so that she didn't have to face it. It wasn't as if he acted as if he wanted her to know it – in fact, if it wasn't for that expression, she would have been truly ignorant of it.

As Bridgette looked out the window, she began singing to herself, remembering a song from a movie she'd seen that reminded her of this situation. "Green finch and linnet bird, nightingale, blackbird,

How is it you sing?

How can you jubilate, sitting in cages, never taking wing..." She didn't notice how her voice, at first soft, began to soar as her loneliness and resentment at being kept away from the rest of the world came out in full force. That's how it happened.

As luck would have it, a young man was walking past her house at that moment. He looked up in shock when he heard a beautiful but half-angry, half-mournful voice singing above "Whence comes this melody, constantly flowing..."

Geoff had dated a few girls in high school, but none since he'd been sailing the world. He hadn't exactly believed in love at first sight, but the moment he saw the singer, he was rooted to the spot.

She reminded him of Rapunzel, with her blonde ponytail being blown back by the breeze, and her wide, open-book eyes. And that expression – so wistful. It touched his compassionate heart.

At that moment, a woman passed, but she paused at the house, too, staring up at the girl. For a moment, the girl looked at Geoff, her eyes locking onto his. They just stared, for a moment, connecting. Then the girl cast a nervous look at the woman and left the window.

Geoff stepped towards the woman. "Please...can you tell me. The girl up there...do you know her?"

The woman managed a sweet smile, although she looked miserable in every other way. "Her name is Bridgette. This is Judge Burromuerto's home, and he adopted her. But she's not allowed out much. If you'll excuse me, I booked a client..." Then she left, hurrying on her way somewhere.

Unfortunately, Geoff stayed staring up at Bridgette's window for too long. Long enough for him to be caught. He saw the judge himself come to the window. Just as Bridgette had, he saw Geoff. He didn't do anything, just gave him a hard stare and slammed the window shut, but the message was clear.

Oh, it couldn't have been clearer. Another passer-by turned and addressed Geoff. "Well, you must have been doing something wrong. Were you staring at his daughter?"

Geoff held up his hands in defense. "I just saw her. What's it to you? I don't think I was doing anything wrong."

"Look, I'm gonna be fair here." the man with the flame-coloured hair said. "Him or me catch you staring at his daughter again, and-" he stamped on Geoff's foot as hard as possible, making the man grit his teeth in order not to show pain. "That'll be your neck. And possibly your head, with pretty little scraps of brain spilling out onto the pavement – that is, if you have a brain, which I'm starting to doubt."

Geoff knew it wasn't going to be easy to get in contact with Bridgette, but something about her made him want to try. He didn't hang around outside the house for any longer, though. No, instead he made sure of the address, and then returned to the place he stayed in when he wasn't traveling the world.

Then he picked up his pen, and began to write:

Dear Bridgette,

Before you start asking how I know you, since you don't know me, I should explain. I was outside your house, and heard you singing – I'm not sure if you'll remember me – I have blonde hair and blue eyes, and you were at your window at the time. A local seemed to know me, and she told me your name. I've been warned not to be caught around your house again, but I would like to get to know you. Even if you don't want to meet me in person, could you please send me a letter back? My address is below.

Geoff

It wasn't the prettiest letter in the world, but it got across what Geoff wanted to say. He was no wordsmith, after all. "In fact," he reflected out loud, "Maybe it's a good thing if Bridgette only wants to communicate as a pen pal. At least I won't screw up and say something stupid on paper."

He didn't consider that maybe Bridgette's guardian would read her mail. After all, usually a seventeen-year-old girl would be allowed to read her own mail first. But then, most seventeen-year-old girls hadn't been adopted by men who secretly lusted after them and therefore kept them separate from the world. It would only be luck, if Bridgette got to the letter first.

But Geoff didn't know that. He whistled the tune he'd heard her singing as he posted the letter, only hoping desperately that he would get a reply.

Don't worry, Geoff, you're one of the few people in this story that have the chance of getting a happy ending. Truth be told, I'm considering exploring some alternate moments near the end of the story (it involves Bridgette, all I'm gonna say), but for now, Geoff is the luckiest member of this cast.