That morning, I woke up extra early. I took a shower, combed my hair exactly two hudred times and tied it into a cute messy bun. Hmm...I feel nice today...even though I'm gonna humiliate myself by singing outta tune this night. Still, enjoy the day time of the weekend.

Heading down to the lounge, I notice none of them are up right now, so I went to the kitchen. Technically...I need to thank these guys for NOT killing me. Cuz y'know, they totally could've and it was my fault in the first place for breaking whatever it is that I broke.

A bowl, flour, eggs, milk. I started the recipe for a cake. I called room service and was delivered with everything else I needed. Including icing. After the sponge is half-cooked, still in the oven, Ota and Baba came walking into the lounge, sniffing.

"Something smells really good." Baba says as he adjusts his tie.

"Miu? You're baking?" Ota peeks around the kitchen door.

When he said that, I was just mixing the dough for cookies. I nod without looking up and made a gesture to shoo them away. I need to concentrate.

After the cake was out of the oven and I started decorating it with icing, Eisuke and Soryu came out.

"I smell sweets." Eisuke commented.

By the time even Mamoru was out of his room, I just slipped the shaped cookies into the oven and carried out the cake.

"Try it." I say with a big smile and laid out paper plates and tableware.

"Jeez, who's birthday is it?" Mamoru said, but he cut out a slice.

"No one's! I just wanna thank you guys." I say and cut a slice for myself as well. Soryu and Eisuke exchanged glances and don't touch their plates, on the other hand, Baba and Ota are already stuffing their faces and complimenting the texture.

"Tis ish amashing! Ham some bosh!" Baba said through a full mouth. Eisuke scooped some with his fork and brought it to his mouth, he didn't show any sign of enjoyment but he pretty soon finished the whole plate. As did Soryu, even though I'm pretty sure he doesn't like sweets.

I mean, Yeah. I'm amazing like that~

When I took out the cookie tray, it was all gone in a blink of an eye.

"Hey! I didn't even have any!" I set the tray down on the table and grabbed one out of Ota's hands. He already took a bite out of it but too bad! I want one!

"Hey...I already bit that...." Ota said as he watched me gobble it down. I cock my head at all the shocked looks around me, "and?"

"That's...like an indirect kiss." Baba added.

I blink twice, "your point is?" and head back to the kitchen to tidy up. He mumbled a 'never mind' and looked away.

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So this is how it works: there are many picnic tables as audience chairs, in front is a large stage, the entire thing is outdoor but the tech stuff are all set and complete. Every class in the music department has to perform something, y'know, music-related. My class had a short play presentation. We aced it, but it was honestly kind of boring. Those low levels of acting doesn't interest me anymore.

No, no, nononononono.... Was all I could hear ringing in my head when the announcement rang, "and now, students. What everybody was looking forward to--our karaoke night!"

At least I'm supposed to go last. I looked around, Beau was nowhere in sight, he was just at the table nearest to the stage before.

Most singers were girls. Some of them dedicating the song to their boyfriend and sang a slow love song; or dressed in goth and sang a low dark song dedicated to their enemies; or dress in hip-hop and sang a fast up-beat song dedicated to their friends. I walked backstage. I'm up next....

"Hey, hey!" I heard a whisper shout and found Beau right there, beside the tech equipment. I was just about to ask him what he was doing here, when he stuffed a microphone in my hand and said, "don't worry, I've got this, okay? Just sing, I promise you. Trust me."

I nod hesitantly. What'd he do?

The crowd roared with cheers and applause when I stepped on stage. I do my signature smile and wave, I hear excited shouts from the audience. I see Beau coming back to his seat with an encouraging smile.

Okay. I've decided. I hold up the microphone and signal for the music to start. Here goes nothing...

♪This is my heartbeat song and I'm gonna play it Been so long I forgot how to turn it Up up up up all night long. Oh up up all night long.♪

Oh my god, I'm sounding amazing! How?? The thought quickly flash through my mind as continue to sing.

♪You, where the hell did you come from? You're a different different kind of fun. And I'm so used to feeling numb

Now, I got pins and needles on my tongue. Anticipating what's to come. Like a finger on a loaded gun.

I can feel it rising temperature inside me Haven't felt this for a long time~

This is my heartbeat song and I'm gonna play it Turned it on but I know you can take it Up up up up all night long...♪

(I'm not gonna type out all the lyrics since I hate it when someone writes the song lyrics take up half of the chapter, but this song really suites the situation~should search it up)

(Heartbeat song-Kelly Clarkson)

By the time I finished, all my confidence was gathered as I hold a hand up high. Thunderous applause was heard. This is technically a love song...so whoever I dedicate this to is pretty important, eh?

A lot of people start waving and shouting out while I slowly hold up the microphone.

"Dedicated to...Beau Yume." I say softly. Everybody around him turned to him. We locked eyes and for some reason I felt heat rush to my face. I'm not lying about any part...he really makes me feel that way...that's why I dedicated this song to him, I thought the lyrics fit.

He came out of nowhere, he makes my heart race unlike anyone else. I actually enjoy myself when I'm around him, I haven't had that feeling in a long, long time. And it's undeniable that I tend to blush at his gestures. Now, I actually look forward to seeing him again.

Ugh. Am I blushing?! Gasps can be heard through the crowd. I turned back and stepped down the stage. Probably because I always act so wild, when I'm suddenly girly, they've never seen it before.

I clear my throat, quickly composing myself before going back to the audiences.

Beau's PoV

Everything's going great...she sounds amazing.... I sigh in relief when she sang the first two verses. It worked. I fixed her voice through technology. As the song went on, I start to forget about it and was absorbed in her swift movements. She's starting to relax more, this is good....

As she bowed to the audience, I clapped as hard as I could. Now everybody's waiting for her dedication, she picked a love song, so whoever this is dedicated to--

"Dedicated to...Beau Yume." My name rang through the entire yard.

"What? Beau? Since when?" Whispers were heard around me.

"Did they ever even meet?" "Why?! I follow her everyday! Why to Beau??"

As Misaki and I made eye contact, I see her cheeks tint red.

"Whoa...no way...she's blushing...." Whispers, I felt more eyes on me, but none of them are glares. More envy than anything.

The same old smiley-and-cool Misaki stepped back to the audience. Ryou, who was sitting beside me, quickly cleverly shuffled over to make space, naturally, she sat down beside me on the bench.

"Hey, thanks, a lot." Her honey eyes glittered under the lights as she looked at me with a small, but kind smile. I forced a smile back. I can't get happy at all. So that dedication was merely just a thanks? Disappointment flooded over me. Her attention went back on stage, it was time for the closing songs, where teachers perform.

She cocked her head my way. Which was like her leaning onto my shoulder. Not okay...I can't calm down....

"Um....Misaki..?" I mumbled and realize it was my first time addressing her directly with her name. She turned to me and a strand of her hair fell down from her perfect braid bun.

"Oh." she says and before she lifted up her hand. My hand shot up and the next thing I know, I brushed it behind her ear. She flinched slightly, but doesn't show signs of uncomfortableness.

I put my hand back down and it landed on hers. I was about to pull it away when I realize she didn't move. Glancing at her slightly tint pink cheeks, I remained where I was.

Who cares...as long as we're here now....

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Published: February, 2015

Edited: May 20, 2016

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