I just recently finished A Great and Terrible Beauty series, and I decided I needed to write something on it. These are only random oneshot's, none of the chapters really have anything in common. Some will be song fics, but most will be just random things. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own A Great and Terrible Beauty, Rebel Angels, or The Sweet Far Thing. These belong to Libba Bray, and excellent, and brilliant author. Or the Song. I do however make it look like Gemma made it up, but just pretend she didn't ok...or if you want to pretend she did then go ahead. But I really don't own it.

-Listen to Your Heart-

by DHT

This is representing the time after Kartik dies, and some of the feelings Gemma is going through.

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I stood numbly, my knees shaking as I looked up at our music teacher. Felicity nudged me forward, nodding to make me feel better. I didn't want to do this, Ann was the singer not me. I took a deep steadying breath and then walked slowly forward.

"Good Miss. Doyle now what are you going to be singing for us today?"

"Umm." I searched frantically in my brain for something, anything I could sing. The only song that came to mind was something I'd rather not sing, but I could tell me classmates were getting impatient.

"Gemma be a dear and hurry please, I would like a chance too." Cecily smiled sweetly at me, her eyes far too bright. I felt an overwhelming urge to smack her but held it back. Instead I turned toward my teacher took another deep breath and began.

I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yeah.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why,
Listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye.

Even though the song, even at the beginning, seemed to be ripping me apart from the inside. I was still enjoying the look on Cecily's face. She looked liked she'd swallowed an egg.

Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yeah.
They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams.

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why,
Listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye.

And there are voices that want to be heard. So much to mention but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic, the beauty that's been when love was wilder than the wind.

The pain in my voice was audible to everyone now. The tears falling freely, I was no longer holding the pain back anymore. I wanted to drown in the anguish, let it swallow me.

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart before... you tell him goodbye.

Listen to your heart, hm hm hm hm...
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart before... you tell him goodbye.

My voice broke on the very last line, and I swallowed noticeably. Trying not to cry out. I looked up, aware of the suffocating silence that hung in the air. No one dared to speak, instead they all just watched as I curtsied slightly at our teacher and stumbled my way back to my desk.

"Gemma," Felicity murmured, her hand landing lightly on mine. I jerked away from her, and then curled up inside myself, ignoring the horrified glance of my friends and classmates.

"Well, nicely done Miss. Doyle." The teacher coughed, breaking the tension in the air. The teacher drowned on, asking another person to come up but I was beyond hearing. Instead I was almost in a dream like state, tasting the salty tang of my tears as they streamed down my face. I vaguly wished I hadn't sung, but it was over now. There was nothing I could do.

"Goodbye Kartik," I whispered.

Personally I was hoping it would come out much better than that but unfortunatly we can't all have what we wished. Anyways please tell me what you think, even if like me, you hate it.

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