The Fontaine Bleu

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Jo

I look at myself in the mirror, my bangs covering one of my eyes, and smile lightly, "I've seen better."
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Chris

"Not possible." I say, pushing the hair out of she face.
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-Winnie the Pooh




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Jo

I smile and look up at him, "It's so possible."

Just then, my mom runs in, "OH MY GOD JO GUESS WHAT?"

I jump a little and look at her, "Yeah?"

"Usher called. He wants you on his record. He offered a record deal," She breathes.

I sing.

"Yes, you sing like an angel and play guitar and everything. Say yes! Oh my god you've been waiting for this for I don't even know how long!" She hugs me.
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Chris

"Wow, that is amazing." I say. "That is so wonderful." I whisper in her ear tell her who Usher is.
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Jo

I smile, a memory of me coming back, "He wants to come and wants to have a comcert set up for you. Please, Jo, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity."

I smile and nod and she jumps up and down, "So much to do!"

I smile wider, shaking my head at her, and hug Chris, "This is so exciting!"
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Chris

I smile and spin her around. "I am so happy for you and I am so proud."
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Jo

I smile, "We could be one of those celebrity couples."
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Chris

"Let's do it." I smile. "We need to celebrate."
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Jo

I nod and kiss him quickly, "But I have the concert tonight, remember?"
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Chris

"Right. After then?" I ask.
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Jo

I nod, kissing him slowly. My mom walks in, with an outfit, and chuckles, "Change. It's in fifteen."

I nod and sigh, "I'll see you out there?"
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Chris

I kiss her hard once more before setting her down. "You will do wonderful."
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Jo

I smile and let go of his hands, nodding quickly before following my mom to the dressing room and getting dressed.
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Chris

I close the door behide her and sigh. I jump into the shower and get cleaned up. After I get dressed and head out the door. I go pick up a little gift for Jo and head to the concert.
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Jo

I'm finally ready, mic in hand, and run out when they say to. I wave at te audience, smiling at how many people their are, "How is everybody tonight?"

They all respond and I smile even wider, "Great. I'm Jo Cortez, and it's nice to be here tonight."

The music starts and I start singing.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!



I was weeping as much for him as her; we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights