The song that I used in the chapter is sung by Colbie Caillat. I do not own said song. This chapter is almost 2,000 words (without this A/N) so I hope this chapter has enough length for you. This will probably be the average length of the rest of the chapters in this story, but I can't promise that for certain (seeing as we haven't finished writing this story yet.) Hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. :)

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Rose's POV

I received Dimitri's latest letter the morning of the day that I had to start recording my music for the new record company. His words gave me confidence that I wouldn't have otherwise had for which I was grateful. His words also gave me inspiration. Since I still had a few hours left until I had to be at the recording studio, I sat down and starting writing a new song from that boost of inspiration.

Over the last couple of weeks, I've realized that I have developed a sort of crush on my pen pal. He has been nothing but sweet and supportive of me ever since that very first letter. He's shared his zen wisdom with me, and he's cared about my future. He gave me reassurance when no one else could, and he's been a constant in my life since the beginning of my senior year. He always replied to my letters with a certain swiftness that made my head want to spin. He's been truly amazing, and I think I may be falling for him.

An hour after I started writing my newest song, I had completed it. It was my favorite one yet, and I was going to sing it today in the studio. I hope that Adrian will approve of it. After all, he is the one who gets the final say in what I do or don't release to the public.

While I was getting ready, Lissa showed up. She was coming with me for moral support on my first day. I didn't notice that she was studying my music notebook until she spoke.

"When did you write this song?" She said referring to the one I had just completed. She's the only person that I've ever let see what I write in that notebook considering that it's almost like a diary for me.

"This morning. What do you think?" I asked, nervous about her reply.

"I think it's great. Who was the inspiration?"

I started fiddling with my outfit, trying to hide my blush. I hadn't exactly told her about my crush on my pen pal. I know that she wouldn't judge me, but I had just barely figured out that this crush may be more than a crush.

"Dimitri." I mumbled.

"Your pen pal? Are you two still talking?" She asked. I finally looked up at her, hoping my blush wasn't visable.

"Yes, my pen pal, and yes, we still write to one another. He just told me that he is coming back to the states." I replied.

"Oh, Rose! That's great! Are you two going to meet and fall in love?" She squealed.

I shook my head gently while surpressing a laugh. Lissa has always been in love with the idea of love, fairytales and happy endings and such. I don't quite hold the same beliefs.

"I don't know, Lissa. I don't even know if he likes me, and he's like seven years older than me. What if he has a girlfriend?" I wondered out loud.

"Rose, he'd be crazy not to like you. In all of these years that I've known you, I've never seen you have an honest to goodness crush on a guy. He's got to be pretty special if he's on his way to capturing your heart. Does he know about your singing career?" She asked carefully.

"Yes. He's the one who encouraged me to start singing in public, so naturally, I told him. He told me to send him tickets to my first show." I paused, and grabbed the letter that I got from him this morning. I handed it to Lissa, and finished getting ready while she read his letter. She squealed again.

"Rose, he definitely likes you. If he didn't, he wouldn't have signed it with 'Your Comrade'. You have to send him tickets, so you two can meet!" Lissa squealed in delight.

I was about to reply when I noticed the time.

"Oh my god, Liss! We are going to be late!"

She glanced at the clock, and her eyes widened. We grabbed everything that we needed, and rushed out the door. We made it to the recording studio with a few minutes to spare. My father was already here, waiting for us and talking to my producer, Adrian Ivashkov.

Adrian is fairly good looking with his stylishly messy brown hair and gorgeous emerald green eyes, and he is just a few years older than me. I was told that he started in the music business as a producer less than a year ago, and he has made it big since then. The only problem that I've had with him is that he flirts with me every time that we are in the same room together. I really hope that he doesn't think my new song is about him. Maybe I'll tell everyone that Lissa was divulging one of her many stories about Christian, and that gave me inspiration. I'll have to run that idea by her later.

I joined the conversation that Abe and Adrian were having, and mentioned my new song. Adrian was anxious to hear it, and ushered me off to the sound booth without a second thought.

When we got to the sound booth, I was introduced to Ambrose, who Adrian contracted to be my guitar player. I took a few minutes to work with him on a melody that I had in mind for my new song, and realized that Ambrose and I would work well together. We paired that melody with a synthetic beat that would help us keep tempo for the song. After that was all set up, I put on the headphones in the sound booth, waited for the recording to start, and I began singing.

I don't know but I think I maybe

Fallin' for you dropping so quickly

Maybe I should keep this to myself

Waiting 'til I know you better

I am trying not to tell you

But I want to

I'm scared of what you'll say

So I'm hiding what I'm feeling

But I'm tired of holding this inside my head

I've been spending all my time

Just thinking about you

I don't know what to do

I think I'm fallin' for you

I've been waiting all my life and now I found you

I don't know what to do

I think I'm falling for you.

I'm falling for you.

As I'm standing here and you hold my hand

Pull me towards you and we start to dance

All around us

I see nobody

Here in silence

It's just you and me

I'm trying not to tell you

But I want to

I'm scared of what you'll say

So I'm hiding what I'm feeling.

But I'm tired of holding this inside my head

I've been spending all my time

Just thinking about you

I don't know what to do

I think I'm fallin' for you

I've been waiting all my life and now I found you

I don't know what to do

I think I'm fallin' for you.

I'm fallin' for you.

Oh, I just can't take it

My heart is racing

Emotions keep spinning out.

I've been spending all my time

Just thinking about you

I don't know what to do

I think I'm fallin' for you

I've been waiting all my life and now I found you

I don't know what to do

I think I'm fallin' for you.

I'm fallin' for you.

I think I'm fallin' for you

I can't stop thinking about it

I want you all around me

And now I just can't hide it

I think I'm fallin' for you

I can't stop thinking about it

I want you all around me

And now I just can't hide it

I think I'm fallin' for you.

I'm fallin' for you.

Oh

Oh no no

Oh

Oh, I'm falling for you

The whole time that I'm singing, I find myself thinking about Dimitri. When the song is finished, I become aware that I'm smiling like an idiot, and I motion for the tech guy on the other side of the glass to end the recording. As soon as he does, I pull off the bulky headphones, and race out of the sound booth. I capture Lissa in a huge hug.

"I did it, Liss! I recorded my first song!" I exclaimed happily.

She didn't have time to reply before I felt someone tapping on my shoulder. I released my best friend, and turned around to my father, who I immediately engulfed in a hug.

"You did good, little girl." He said fondly.

"Good? Our Little Singer did great. She's going to be one of the best out there, especially if all of her songs are as great as this one." Adrian commented with a flirty smile.

After that, I practiced and recorded several more songs. I somehow managed to convince Lissa to sing backup vocals on a few songs. Adrian was pleased with all of my songs, and told me that he wanted to release several of them in the next few weeks.

He even asked Lissa if she wanted to sign on as a full time background vocalist for me. She was ecstatic, and of course she accepted. Abe then offered to also be her manager as well.

When I finally made it home for the evening, I immediately started a letter in reply to Dimitri.

June 6, 2010

Hey Comrade!

So, today was my first day recording, and guess what?

It went great! I received your letter first thing this morning, and I'm happy to say that you inspired me to write a new song and gave me the courage that I needed to record it. My producer, Adrian, loved it.

Lissa went with me today for moral support, and ended up getting signed as my backup vocalist. Now, I have another excuse to spend all day with her, and she gets paid to sing with me in the process. Isn't that great?

I also met one of the guitarist that I'll be working with quite often. His name is Ambrose, and he's really talented. We work really well together. He offered to teach me how to play guitar of I decide that I want to learn. I haven't decided if I want to learn yet, and I'm not sure that if I did want to learn, if I would even have the time.

Adrian wants to start releasing some of my songs to the public within the next few weeks. I'm really nervous about it.

Also, I'm not sure when my first official concert will be since I've only just started recording, but as soon as I know, I'll be getting a ticket just for you.

Anyway, it's late, and I have to get up early to go back to the studio.

Can't wait to hear from you!

-Your Roza

I placed the letter in the envelope with Dimitri's new address carefully written on the front, and sealed it. I left the envelope on my desk as a reminder to send it out in the mail first thing tomorrow morning.

I changed into my pajamas, crawled in bed, and drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face and Dimitri on my mind.