A Sokeefe AU based on Cinderella!
Sophie Foster, hands down, has the worst life ever.
Her family died in a car crash, placing Sophie in foster care.
Her social workers, Grady and Edaline, are the only people she can REALLY trust.
Vika, Sophi...
But then this girl with blonde hair and beautiful brown eyes walks onto the stage.
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"Hi, um," SCREEEEECH goes the microphone.
She adjusts the microphone.
"I'm going to be singing Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars."
And then she starts singing.
"I know you're somewhere out there Somewhere far away I want you back, I want you back My neighbors think I'm crazy But they don't understand You're all I had, you're all I hadAt night, when the stars light up my room I sit by myselfTalking to the moon Trying to get to you In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon? Oh-ohI'm feeling like I'm famous, the talk of the town They say I've gone mad Yeah, I've gone mad But they don't know what I know 'Cause when the sun goes down, someone's talking back Yeah, they're talking back, ohAt night, when the stars light up my room I sit by myselfTalking to the moon Trying to get to you In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Do you ever hear me calling? (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh'Cause every night, I'm talking to the moon Still trying to get to you In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon? Oh-ohI know you're somewhere out there Somewhere far away."
When the girl finishes, she's wiping tears from her eyes.
"Well, yeah, that's it." The girl's about to walk off the stage but then I stand up.
"Let me escort you outside."
The girl blinks in surprise but doesn't refuse.
"Hey, um, you're singing was beautiful." I say.
The girl blushes until she's red as a tomato.
"What's your name?" I ask.
"You can call me the Moonlark." She smiles sadly.
"Weird name." Ugh! I can't believe I said that.
The Moonlark chuckles. "Yes it is,"
When we reach outside, I'm running out of time.
"Will I get to see you again?"
"Maybe."
And then I watch as the Moonlark walks off into the sunset.
