Dear Muffin Boy,

Fine call me beautiful all you want, there is no chance Im going to believe it. Also, I promise I wont leave you in this world alone, don't worry. I wouldn't know what to do if you left either, so don't. And I live in Toronto in general, remember I live in two different houses? I LOVE dance, its my passion I guess you can say. Were actually rehearsing for a performance at a local theater. Maybe then you can come and see me! Its in the spring though, in like two months. Can you believe its already been a month since we start writing to each other?! Yeah I uh... Kept track. I mean what else am I supposed to do? Hmmmm.... Christmas is never really a great time for me, to be honest I don't enjoy any holiday, including my birthday. There all really just any other day for me. But I do get my pets presents so why not you? How about a customized song book? You know, so you can write all your songs in! Maybe it can have all of your favorite fandoms and songs on it! Oooo how about a customized guitar pick! And you don't have to get me anything for Christmas if its too much. Oh! My brother took a picture of me as I was practicing over at my dads house! To be honest, Im not a big fan of dresses or anything of the sort but because I want to dance. Well I MUST wear them. And Im also not the prettiest thing in the world so I look terrible in them. Oh and this song lyric game thing is pretty cool! Hope to hear from you soon!

"I have these thoughts so often I ought to replace that slot with what I once bought cause somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence"

~ Cookie

"Blaire your up!" Her teacher called out in a soothing voice

Blaire quickly folded up the letter she had just written an put it in her bag before slinging it over her shoulder and hurriedly running into the audition. What she had failed to mention in her letter to Shawn was that she was auditioning for The Nutcracker. She had practiced her routine multiple times giving her barely enough time to respond to Shawn. It had been what, four days? She hoped he wouldn't be mad at her for not responding as fast as normal, but this was something important to her and she couldn't let her teacher down.

She skipped into the middle of the dance floor, introduced herself, and once the music began to play, lost her self. Her body swayed, twirled, rose and lowered unconsciously. Blaire at that moment didn't have a care in the world, not even the worry of responding to Shawn. What she didn't know was that Shawn himself was near by in her favorite café. He was writing a new song he had thought of after watching Blaire the day before.. No he wasn't stalking her, he had been with Aaliyah in the café when Blaire came in which caused him to turn into a nervous wreck. She had been looking happy as she ordered a hot drink and blueberry muffin. Shawn's bad day had immediately turned happy as for the first time she smiled. What was she smiling at? A guy who looked in his early twenties had walked in and sat with her.

They looked similar, but not completely as he had black hair and tanned skin. They were talking and laughing, once her laugh had hit Shawn's ears he was star struck. Her laugh was one of an angels, and even after the duo had left he felt like he could still hear it.

And even after that, thinking he wouldn't see her again during the weekends, she was rushing into a dance studio in downtown where he had been walking with his grandmother. She was writing something before being called into a room where another girl had left almost crying. Shawn wondered what she was doing but was suddenly struck in amazement by the way Blaire's body moved.

It was like she was wind, one moment there and then gone the next, moving swiftly and gracefully. But he couldn't stay staring for long as his sister hurriedly dragged him away for some lunch at the café uptown near the house. And once there was when he began to write.

I love it when you just don't care
I love it when you dance like there's nobody there
So when it gets hard, don't be afraid
We don't care what them people say
I love it when you don't take no
I love it when you do what you want cause you just said so
Let them all go home, we out late
We don't care what them people say

As Shawn re read those words he sighed. He did love it when Blaire was happy, but the ending verse hit him hard.

Because it wasn't true.

~*~

Sooooo, what do you think of the new story title? The cover is makeshift until my good friend Alyssa makes a new one so try not to vomit until the better one comes please. Thanks guys, bye!