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Santana's Point of View

"Santana, it's simple. You're just not trying hard enough." Blaine says to me as I bang my head down on the piano keys

"I'm too tired." I moan, with my face still pressed against the keys

"Yeah and so am I. Play it and I'll let you leave." Blaine says and I groan

I got here at seven and it's almost eleven. We've been working for almost four hours. He's right, though. It's not hard. I just don't wanna try anymore. My fingers are cramping up and my head hurts from hearing the same thing over and over again.

We've been working together for almost two weeks. I've never spent so much time with Blaine before. I wouldn't say this to his face but he's actually a really nice person and he's really patient with me.

I pick my head up and position my fingers on the key. I play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and groan out of frustration when I hit the wrong key...again.

"Don't try to go so fast. Just take your time." Blaine says and I nod my head

I slow down a little bit and make it through the whole song without messing up. Blaine claps and I roll my eyes.

"You're better than I thought you would be. You're a really fast learner... when you apply yourself," Blaine says as he takes the sheet music away, "And you're actually committed to this. I thought you were gonna quit after two days."

"No, I really want this."

"I see. Do you have anything of your own that you wanna record?"

I look around to make sure Lady Hummel isn't listening to our conversation. We're the only ones in the living room.

"Don't tell anyone this, but I wrote a song." I whisper, completely embarrassed

"What?" He asks with a huge smile on his face, "Santana, that's amazing. Is it any good?"

"I don't know and I'm afraid to show it to anyone because what if it's trash."

"Well, what is it about?"

"It's about Britt and I before things got serious. I don't know. It's stupid."

Blaine shakes his head, "I'm sure it's not. Let me see it."

I pick my phone up and go into my notes. I press on the song lyrics and let out a deep breath.

"Shooting Star," Blaine says with a smile on his face, "Fancy."

"[Verse 1]
I was a bad girl, she was a good girl
I played with fire while she played inside the ring
I get so selfish and she was selfless
She played by books, I never liked to play it safe

[Pre-Chorus]
But she fell in love with my fucked up ways
With my drunken daze, yeah, she still stayed
Yeah, she fell in love with my twisted dreams
And all in between, and she'd still sing

[Chorus]
Baby, you're a shining star
I like you just like you are
Baby, you're a shining star
I like you just like you are

[Verse 2]
Head underwater, no one could save me
I played with death, I held my breath, I liked the pain
My world was crumbling, but I did nothing
I numbed myself so I would never feel a thing

[Pre-Chorus]
But she fell in love with my fucked up ways
With my drunken daze, yeah, she still stayed
Yeah, she fell in love with my twisted dreams
And all in between, and she'd still sing

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