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Welcome To My Life
By: Scarlet-chan (short and sweet :P)
Disclaimer: Ahh yes, I own CCS. -runs from the men in the white coats- Wooo... I AM A PLANE!
Chapter 3 - Of Choking Galls & Preserving Sweets
It seems like we started rehearsals just yesterday. I can’t believe its April the 20th already. Not that I’m not relieved. Phew… I didn’t actually believe I’d be able to survive a month of watching Syaoran drool over Unagi.
Insert shudder here.
“Sakura-chan!” Tomoyo appears out of nowhere. “Terada-sensei wants you backstage. Apparently there’s some issue with Haruka-chan...”
No wait, let me rephrase that. THIS IS A FRIGGIN’ CATASTROPHE!!
Ito Haruka coughs and pulls the blanket around her closer.
Terada-sensei seems as agitated as me. “Well, what do you think? Do you have a back-up?”
I cough guiltily. “No. I assumed Haruka-chan would be fine; plus, no one wanted to be a back-up singer.”
Lost? Let me explain.
When Naoko-chan and I had begun work on the script, Terada-sensei had informed us that we could modify the presentation of the plot as much as we wanted to as long the original content remained the same. So, Naoko-chan and I went by the infamous (if clichéd) musical-format.
Between the two of us, the school band and Tomoyo-chan, we managed to make some pretty good songs to fit the modified script. One of said songs is a solo performed by Juliet. When we found out the Unagi couldn’t sing, our natural move was to get Tomoyo-chan to sing backstage and Unagi to lip-sync (life would’ve been a lot less complicated if Tomoyo-chan were Juliet!).
Unfortunately, Tomoyo-chan couldn’t do it. She has to sing a solo piece during the choir’s performance and her evil music teacher Nanako-sensei refused to let her sing for the musical too, fearing it may strain her voice too much and render her incapable of singing for the choir.
Insert sigh here.
Thusly, we had no option but to enlist Haruka-chan’s services. Haruka-chan’s a pretty good singer, to be fair. She’s won a lot of inter-school competitions and all and her voice gels perfectly with Unagi, making her literally perfect for our needs.
All’s well that end’s well?
Uhh… not quite.
The play is set to open in half an hour and damn it all, here’s Haruka-chan with a fever! Her throat’s so bad, she can barely speak. How the hell is she supposed to sing?!
“Maybe you can make last-minute changes to script and remove the song?” Terada-sensei suggests, cutting into my musing.
“Not possible, sensei,” Naoko-chan shakes her head. “If we remove the song, then the succeeding dialogue will make no sense. Also, it’s the best song in the play… the band has worked too hard on it to remove it all of a sudden.”
I nod in agreement, still musing. “If you can, please talk with Nanako-sensei. If she’ll let us have Tomoyo-chan, I can get her to learn the song in time for the show.”
Ten minutes later, Terada-sensei returns with a sheepish look on his face.
Aw, crap.
“I’m sorry, girls, but Nanako-san refuses to budge.”
“Why don’t you sing, Sakura-chan?” Tomoyo-chan cuts in suddenly.
“What?!”
“She’s right,” Naoko-chan joins in, “You’re the one who taught Haruka-chan the song. Hell, you wrote the song and set it to tune. It’s not like you can’t sing!”
“I can’t-”
“Yes, she can,” Haruka-chan croaks in. “They’re right. Sensei, Sakura-chan can sing!”
“…”
Terada-sensei looks at me in confusion. “Is this true, Kinomoto-san?”
“Iie!” I protest. “They’re just joking!”
Tomoyo-chan fishes out her omnipresent recorder out of nowhere as usual. I glare at that evil munchkin of DOOM! I swear, she's recorded so much of potentially-damaging footage on it... what if someone got their hands on the video of me hula-hooping in a purple chicken suit?!
...Uhhh maybe I shouldn't have said that...
“See, sensei? This is one of our jamming sessions with the band. That girl in the middle who’s singing, that’s Sakura-chan!”
“I’ve got to admit, you do sound good. Then it’s settled. Go practise; I’ll let Yamata-san know of the developments.”
I watch, mouth hanging open and then turn to strangle Tomoyo-chan.
“What the hell did you do that for?!”
“You’ll see,” Tomoyo-chan smiles that serene, I’m-too-innocent-to-be-evil smile of hers. “It’s for your own good!”
And it isn’t stage fright, either, since I’m backstage with all my friends in the band.
Then what exactly is bothering me? The fact that I have to voice-over for Unagi? I don’t know… that’s probably it.
Haruka-chan pokes me. “Now,” she croaks.
I breathe in deeply.
“I'm awake before I hear the ringing...
How? I don't know.
I can hear the birds singing
Outside my window.
It's early; I snuggle under my sheets
And watch the sunlight stream in.
And if I stay here, maybe I'll beat
Destiny and fate today... again…”
I pause and try to re-collect what Unagi’s supposed to be doing right now. Oh, right. This is where she curls up by the window.
The music swells up… this has always been one of my favourite parts.
“I don't know who you are
Or where you abide
All I know is you're far
And I need you by my side.”
I stop again. Now, Unagi has to walk all the way across the stage. I wait for my cue before I resume. Before I know it, most of the song is over and all that’s left is the bridge.
“Hold my hand, don't let me fall
Into the abyss of no return.
Let's walk hand-in-hand into that hall
Where our fears, we shall spurn.
We have an eternity to fill
With memories and laughter;
Tears and scars to heal...
Life's calling... yonder.”
The music softens and the beat slows down.
“...I know it's you telling me,
For you, let there be light...
And let there be light...”
I turn off the mike and let out an audible sigh of relief. It’s over! Done! Finis! I leap off the small platform and make my way to my seat in the audience.
…Of course I don’t want to watch Syaoran and Unagi make goo-goo eyes at each other! Bloody hell, I don’t even want to be in the city when it happens. But I promised Tomoyo-chan I would (don’t ask me why; she had me double pinky-swear on it) and so I can’t back out.
Ugh.
Just as I settled into the seat 'Moyo-chan saved for me, Syaoran-kun and Yamazaki-kun march on-stage. Yamazaki-kun makes a pretty good Benvolio, actually. Huh. Who would've thought it? He was the one who screamed himself hoarse because I wanted to keep a half of the dialogues in Olde Englishe, but he's the one who's stealing everyone's thunder now!
Ahhh here's that big scene the guys ALWAYS mess up. I'm sure they're going to ad-lib now too. I swear, we've been practicing for a MONTH, but they still keep forgetting this part!
Syaoran-kun takes a deep breath... I can see he's nervous.
"Why, such is love's transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest
With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:
What is it else? a madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet."
'Moyo-chan squeezes my hand. I grin sheepishly.
"I guess Naoko-chan was right about leaving that part in for him..."
Tomoyo-chan tuts. "Ironic, isn't it?"
"Tell me about it!"
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I yawn and search for my phone on the night-stand. It is 3:00 AM, damn it. Who in the world is-
“Sakura-chan, how come u ain’t talkin to me?”
Aw man… I groan.
“Dude, I’m tired. Can we talk later?”
“No. Tell me why u r avoiding me.”
“zzzzzZzzzzz”
“haha very funny. Now tell me y u ain’t talkin to me”
"It's 3 AM for Kami-sama's sake. We'll talk tomorrow!"
I switch off my phone and throw it on the night-stand.
What the hell am I supposed to say? Yo, dude! See, the fundamental problem is, I still have a biiiig crush on you. And it’s pretty hard for me to sit and watch you make goo-goo eyes at her in class when you sit right behind me. And then listening to romantic mush late at night. Because then, I can’t sleep. Hell, I haven’t slept in four weeks. The worst part is I know I brought this upon myself; it actually is all my fault. So, if you could kindly let me wallow in my misery on my own, that would be great! Thanks!
Insert snort here.
Odd how life keeps kicking me in the rear end... I guess Shakespeare had a point there with the whole "choking gall and a preserving sweet" thing. Except mine is more choking gall than anything.
Oh well, atleast I can start implementing The Plan tomorrow! Tomoyo said she’ll help! I hope to Kami-sama that this doesn’t mess up…
And miraculously enough, she's still aliveeee! -dodges from the pitchforks-
This chapter was more of a run-through of the play. Originally, I was going to go into detail about and add the twists and all, but it's pretty cliched as it is P Let's just say I saved them for later. Do you think there ought to be a bridge connecting Ch 2 and Ch 3? Now that I read it, it doesn't seem to make much sense. This chapter needs to be edited to, methinks. Hmm...
Does anyone want to read the full version of Usagis song? It's completely original, by the way. So if you steal it, you DIE. Period. I'll put up a link to it on my profile if you want.
Thanks to everyone for those awesome reviews! Rokk on, dudes! And remember, more clicky on the purple button equal me getting off my lazy butt and actually writing! OMG indeed!
Love ya guys!
Scarlet-chan