The Music Man and his Inspiration

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***Lilly***3

My music man. His inspiration. My beautiful nerd. His academic flirt. We are and always will be, just as we had and always have been. Friends. Luke is my best friend in the entire world and that is how it is going to stay. There is nothing I can do about that. I had my chance and now it’s gone, because in seven minutes I have to stand up and watch him get married to Julie Nichols, who’s butt is double the size of her head.
Why hadn't he done something? I always thought he would. He'd come to his senes and realize that I was the girl for him. I thought, but now I knew that that would never happen. All through highschool I'd had the chance to say something, but I never did. I lived my entire high school career waiting for him to tell me I was the one. Obviosly, he loved Julie, he was so excited for today.
Julie and her brides maids were hudled around a single mirror, making sure they looked just right. They were all dressed in pink dresses, the same make as mine, but mine was yellow. Julies, of course, was white. I wasn't a brides maid. I was Lukes "Best Girl"
I couldn’t do it. I wouldn’t do it. I couldn’t walk up to the alter and be Luke’s “Best Girl” in his wedding, because I loved him as far more than a friend, so I sat down and I wrote through my tears.4

Dear Luke
Just so you know, before I leave that is, I have always loved you. It didn’t matter how old we were, I loved you. In sixth grade I fell head over heels for you and in eighth I was sure our fate was sealed. Remember when we used to right each other notes from across the room, and you sat right next to the door, so when the bell rang you would pack up your things really slowly and I’d pack mine quickly so we could ever so casually walk out together? Those were the days.I always felt like I could talk to you about anything and everything, and in high school, that was a big deal. You could, and did, always tell me anything, too. I was the first person to know about Julie. You met her our junior year of high school and you fell for her in the first five minutes she batted her eyelashes at you.
She always loved you too. I wasn’t worried though, I knew you were too shy to ask her out, and I thought for her it was just a crush, but it wasn’t. She asked you out our senior year and thanks to years of acting lessons, I was incredibly supportive of your relationship.
You really did make a wonderful pair, and I know that she will make a wonderful wife come tomorrow. Your so perfect for each other, so I have no right to interfere with your happiness, but it hurts far too much to see you and her everyday, knowing that if maybe I had acted sooner, you would be mine, and I would be the one to marry you in seven minutes.
And that is why in seven minutes, when I am supposed to stand up on the alter behind you, in my yellow dress as your “best girl” at your wedding, I won’t be there, because I love you, and I always will.5

Lilly6


I left the note on the make up desk at the church and grabbed my purse and walked out, tears streaming down my face. Julie saw me and tried to stop me but I kept walking. I drove home and sat on my bed and cried and cried and cried because I had missed my chance and my boy was gone forever.7

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***Luke***10

My inspiration. Her music man. My academic flirt. Her beautiful nerd. We are and always will be, just as we had and always have been. Friends. I was getting married to a gorgeous young woman, but I was scared, because maybe I was leaving the girl I really loved behind…
“Luke! Luke, Lilly just ran out, I think she was crying, she left you this,” Julie ran into the men’s dressing room and handed me a note. I read it. I read it again, and again, and again. My heart stopped.
“Julie… what do you want me to do?” she looked at the floor, then at the sky, then right at me and smiled.
“Go, Luke. I know you want her… You have to go… I'm not getting married to a man that doesn't really love me,” Tears were streaming down her face, but she knew this would happen eventually. I picked her up and hugged her.
“Thank you, Julie, thank you so much,” I ran out of the church to tell the girl I had loved for fifteen years the truth.
When I got to her house, her yellow bug was in the driveway, but she wasn’t. I picked a pebble up of her walk way and chucked it at her bedroom window. Nothing happened. I waited and waited and waited, until I decided the only thing I could do was write.11

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Dear Lilly,
I can’t do this. I don’t want to do this. I have kept something from you for too long and I’m sick of it. I tried so many ways to get your attention. I waved red flags in your face all through high school and you never seemed to get it.
Freshman year, I put a dozen red roses in your locker valentines day with the quote “I all most didn't notice all the roses and the note that said: Our song is a slamming screen door, sneaking out late, tapping on your window,” Sophomore year it was a music box with a little ballerina and a tag that said “Just dance, it’s going to be okay,” Junior year it was a teddy bear with a note that said “Are we human, or are we dancers,” Senior year, I gave up, because I met Julie, and you were so happy for us. You always said I was your music man, and I always said you were my inspiration. I thought it was obvious with the music inspired presents that it was me leaving them for you, but you always seemed clueless, or maybe you knew, but just weren’t interested.
When Julie came along, you seemed so happy for me, and so I knew you could never love me as I loved you. I love you, Lilly. I really really love you, and I always have.
And that is why seven minutes ago, when I was supposed to stand up at the alter with you as my “best girl” and marry Julie, I wasn’t there, because I love you, and I always will.13

Luke14


I signed it and left it at her doorstep, hoping she’d meant what she said, because I sure did. 15


***Lilly***16


He was throwing pebbles at my window. No, I wouldn’t go outside and see him. It was wrong, what I had done and he needed to go back to his wedding. I’d messed everything up and I didn’t want to hear whatever he had to say.
I couldn't sleep. Of course I couldn't. I thought about all the what if's and how comes... I wanted him to love me so bad, But he never could. I hoped he had gone back to his wedding, I hope he had gotten married, and I hoped he would be happy.
The next morning I walked downstairs in my robe to get the mail. Bill. Magazine. Bill. Letter.
Letter. I read it. It was from Luke, and it was the most wonderful thing in the entire world. It made me cry and it made me laugh. He had sent all those valentines presents to me, how could I not have known? But it was over. I know none of them, Julie or Luke or any of them could forgive me for walking out. I couldn’t ever talk to Luke again.
I opened my door to get my newspaper, and there he was, with a bouquet of yellow flowers in his arms.
“Oh Luke, you shouldn’t have come… I’m so sorry I ditched your wedding…”
“It’s okay, I ditched it too,” I ran towards him and he held me tight, in a flirty lovers game kind of giddy bliss. I loved it. He pressed his nose into my face and I laughed, and he laughed and we laughed and he pushed a yellow flower behind my ear, and I took his hand and pulled him into my house where we talked and talked about all the things to come.
My music man. His inspiration. My beautiful nerd. His academic flirt. We are and always will be, just as we had and always have been. Utterly and irrevocably in love. Luke and Lilly, finally, an us.

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*For The Boy I'll Always Love, My Own Little Luke*

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  • Carina.J.LR
    June 9

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    Awwwww..... okay, so, first, watch out for mistakes, and write another story, I loved this, its soo adorable

    -Carina


  • CallMeWhenUrRich
    June 1

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    Aww.
    I absolutely love happy endings. I love the plot too, but I'm sad for Julie.

    I was sorta hoping for a mention of her in the end but oh well.
    Nice job.


  • Frozen Angel
    May 30

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    This is a nice story, and finally, a happy ending.
    I love the plot.
    I love the story.
    I hate Taylor Swift. Oh well.

    I think you should maybe work on formatting of the story. Double space between paragraphs and different pieces of dialogue. Then it won't look like huge paragraphs of neverending writing (I can see where you're paragraphs start and end, but it still looks like huge blocks).

    Just a suggestion.

    Corrections -

    *paragraph 2: Julies, of course, was white. - "Julies" should be "Julie's"
    *paragrah 2: I was Lukes "Best Girl" - "Lukes" should be "Luke's"
    *1st paragraph of Lily's letter written to Luke: Remember when we used to right each other notes from across the room,..... - "right" should be "write".

    There might be some more, but those are the mistakes I noticed during the first read through.

    Nice story.

    Thank you for taking the time to enter my contest.

    *Frozen Angel*



  • HaydenLautner
    May 27
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    That was such a sweet tale. Even though I feel for Julie, you cannnot fight true love. I love the last lines
    "My music man. His inspiration. My beautiful nerd. His academic flirt. We are and always will be, just as we had and always have been. Utterly and irrevocably in love. Luke and Lilly, finally, an us." Amazing.
    Thank you for the entry and good luck


  • LindaIsMe
    May 23

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    Good!!!!!!!

    That is about the cutest thing I have ever read. I am like, literally, in tears right now. I really loved it! There were only a few errors, but they were really minor ones. A good word processor could fix them pretty easily.


  • Alice Cambridge
    May 19

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    Very cute story.
    Please let me know which prompt you used! Message me or put it in your AN, but be sure to let me know.
    Thank you for entering my contest and good luck. :]


  • Neolittlefish
    May 18

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    I loved this, especcially the character of Julie, she seemed like the problem and 'bad character' at first, but then she was lovly and chivalrous (sorry I can't spell) I also loved the repetition with the music man and inspiration and the similar structure in the way luke and lilly wrote there letters. Well done

  • Silver Heart
    May 17

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    THis is a beautiful, flowing peice. congratulations. i like that there are 2 heartbreaks, julie's and the fact that it start's as lily's, and even luke's heartbreak. good job, i really liked this story. congradulations.


  • MJs-Angel
    May 16
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    Okay. First things first, this was a truly amazing piece and despite the errors in grammer and punctuation, I'm adding it to the finalist list. I agree, that the bride would be angry, then maybe accomodating. But the whole piece ran so smoothly...I have a distant feeling that I've read this before, Lol. Great job!


    wishing-star123


  • tallblondie gold member
    May 3

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    I think the reaction for the bride is fairly unrealistic - even if she truly felt that overly accomodating, just the effort and money expended in preparing for a marriage only to have your husband-to-be ditch you would be enough to induce a lot more than tears. Apart from that point, the way you revealed the hidden emotions with the letters was sweet. This piece does have more than a few spelling errors - I would suggest running this through a word processor to pick up most of them. One thing I noticed that you make the mistake of forgetting is using an apostrophe when denoting ownership. For instance:

    'They were all dressed in pink, the same make as mine, but mine was yellow. Julies, of course, was white.' - should be Julie's

    Thank you for entering ALMOST ANYTHING GOES... if you're 16 or younger, and good luck with your future writing endeavours.


  • Cupcake14
    April 4

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    I'm not a stickler for stories where people realize they love each other like just a little time before they get married to someone else. I mean, ditching is mean. I don't think a 'sorry' just works...I'd be super mad if my man ditched me, I'd really *bunny* up his life with that other girl...really, I hope poor Julie found someone else.
    Sorry, no offense to your story of course. Just thought you should know, if you're asking your critics to be honest.

    • Cupcake14
      April 16
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      I understand that Julie could be with someone she really loved, but still, I hope people don't take ideas from this and do it in real life.


  • KelsiEvermore
    April 3
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    Good job! I liked this. Good luck!


  • Maggie Kay
    March 27

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    Love it love it. Such a sweet story My heart ached while readin it
    im glad they got together in the end.. . .
    thanks so much for entering this wonderful piece

  • KelsiEvermore
    March 17

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    Here's your prompt:
    http://m0ka.deviantart.com/art/a-story-of-love-35432436

    Hope you like it! If not, ask for another!

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