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As mentioned, Vivi likes to sing and has a dream to become a singer, and this chapter will contain a part of a song she's in the middle of writing. Before reading, I want you all to know that the songs she write is from Julie and the phantoms. I don't know if you've watched it but if you have, you will recognise the songs and you'll know what she sounds like when she sings, since her voice claim its Julie's. All credit goes to the producers of the show. I do not own the song lyrics or song titles!

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Don't blink
No, I don't want to miss it
One thing, and it's back to the beginning
Cause everything is rushing in fast
Keep going on never look back

And it's one, two, three, four times
That I'll try for one more night
Light a fire in my eyes
I'm going out of my mind

"What are you doing?" Sammy asked, walking down the stairs from the dormitories. "You're always writing in that book."

I smiled at him for a short moment before staring into my book again. I didn't know how to continue my song. I had been writing the two first verses over a period of a month now. Writing songs was complicated, though it was worth it once you had both lyrics and melody.

"Is it like a diary?" my brother asked and leaned over the sofa to try and get a glimpse of my writing. I put it down against my chest to shield it and I lifted my chin to look at him, eyebrows raised. "Hey, how's your face? Is it still as painful?"

"No. It feels better." I told him and he nodded in response.

"I'm sure it'll be completely faded in about a week or two."

"Maybe." I shrugged. "You should've seen aunt Kathy when she saw me this morning. She almost freaked."

"I understand why." he said. "Looks like someone hit you. I was worried too when I first saw you."

I hummed and looked at my notebook again, biting my lip gently in the side that wasn't bruised. I tapped the end of my pencil against my chin. I needed something... a chorus that sounded good. A chorus that fit right in. Then a smile spread across my face when I came up with something.

Whatever happens
Even if I'm the last standing
I'ma stand tall
I'ma stand tall

"That's a song."

I jumped when Sammy suddenly stood behind me and looked from over my shoulder. I sat up straight and quickly closed the notebook before turning towards him. "There was a reason I wasn't letting you look at it! You can't just read what I write."

"But you are writing a song." he said. His eyes showed nothing but confusion. "When did you start writing songs?"

"Since never." I lied. "It was a poem, not a song. It's homework for muggle studies."

"I thought you were learning about cinemas."

"Yes, but also poems."

"I don't believe you."

"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "That sucks for you."

"Why wouldn't you tell me you enjoy writing songs?" he asked and followed me as I made my way towards the painting of the fat lady. "I'm your brother. It's not like I'm going to judge what you write."

I didn't respond.

"It's because of Simon, isn't it?" he then asked. I frowned as I looked at him but I continued out of the common room and he continued after me. "He's been writing songs since he learned the bloody alphabet. He has taught you, am I right?"

"He did teach me." I nodded. "A few years ago."

I've always wanted to be a singer, ever since I was a little girl. I have an okay voice, I guess but I never knew how to write songs and I really wanted to learn so Simon who's always been writing some great stuff, taught me in my third year and his fifth.

"Can I read one?" he asked in which I scoffed and shook my head. "Oh c'mon, Vivi! If you're as good at writing as you are at singing, it's going to be amazing."

"What?" I asked. "You don't know if I'm good at singing."

"Uh, yes I do. You've been singing since mum's womb. You may not notice but sometimes you sing to yourself, doesn't matter where we are. I'm sure everyone has heard you."

"Oh." I muttered. "I didn't know that."

"That's because you're always daydreaming." he told me. "But you're really good at singing, sis. So can I please read one of your songs? Doesn't even have to be the whole thing. It could just be a verse or a chorus."

"I don't know." I glanced at him. "I'm sorry, Sammy. I don't think I'd be ready for anyone, not even you to read them."

"Okay." he held up his hands in surrender. "I accept that. Though I'll be here if you want me to read them one day."

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Double update!! Meaning that the next chapter is already ready for reading.

Hope you like it ;)

- Julie

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