Jake walked into the music room, holding his acoustic guitar and some notes in his bag, he sat on a chair and took out the music notes from his backpack and started singing and playing his guitar.

In the middle of the night no one heard the boy that cried himself to sleep
Didn't care about himself 'cause he hurt too much, he was hurt to much and the burden of

The world to us put on a hurting child, hurting child who never smiled
The world to us put on a hurting child, hurting child, I sing for the hurting child

Sure, your wondering who was the hurting child, well it was Jake. His mom abused him when he was young.

In the middle of the fight no one saw the girl who thought it was her fault
Didn't know about his pain thought it was right there and the burden of

The world to us put on a hurting child, hurting child who never smiled
The world to us put on a hurting child, hurting child, I sing for the hurting child

Flashback

An 8 year old Jake was helping his dad clean the house, "Jake, I'll be right back I'm just going to the washroom" Jake's dad, Matthew said as he went up the stairs, then a car came through the driveway, but who was it?

It was Melanie, Jake's mom, she would come home drunk since work for her was stress. Jake hid somewhere but he tripped and his mom found him, she got a belt and started hitting Jake, he couldn't do anything but yelp until his dad came and stop his wife from hurting their son.

This was when they divorced

End Of Flashback

I sing for the children, dream for the children, cry for the children now
So let's sing for the children, dream for the children, smile for the children now

So the world to us put on a hurting child, hurting child that never smiled
The world to us put on a hurting child, hurting child, I sing for hurting child

I sing for the children, dream for the children, cry for the children now
So let's sing for the children, dream for the children, smile for the children now

I was that hurting child

(ooc: Hurting Child by George)

Cordelia was walking through the school looking for the music room. That is really a place she could feel at home. But as she approached she heard someone already in there. She looked through the small window on the door. It was a boy about her age sitting playing guitar and singing a song she had heard once or twice in her life. She quietly slipped into the room hoping he didn't notice. She didn't want to ruin the song it sounded beautiful. She sat down on a chair straightening out her blue sundress. She tapped her foot slightly to the music, watching the boy as she did. He seemed sad, as if the song was a reflection of his life.

When the song was finished she clapped her hands together a few times. "That was beautiful," she said in her swiss accent.

Jake closed his eyes, Man. Was he tired, then he opened them, to see a girl standing there and clapping.

'That was beautiful,'

He jumped, 'Crap, did she scare me' he thought, "Gracias-err thank-you" He grinned, then squinted, "Have I seen you before?" He asked. She did looked familar, or maybe she didn't.

Dee giggled at the boy jumping. "De nada." She knew a little spanish so she thought she would throw that out there. She took a hard look at him. "No I don't think I've seen you. I acually just moved here from Switzerland." She stood up from the chair and moved closer to where the boy was sitting. "I'm Cordelia. But you can call me whatever you want."

I'm Cordelia. But you can call me whatever you want.

"I'm Jake" He smiled, he felt all weird and stuff, "So, Switzerland, eh? I heard they speak alot languages like French, German and Italian. How can you tell which one to speak?" He asked, atleast this time he would 'learn'. Cuz most of the time he's very clueless, that's how he gets girlfriends so easily. But really, Jake, just act smart all the time now please?

She could tell Jake was uneasy in her presence. Wow. Just moved here and I already know two Jakes. She realized.

Delia didn't want to make Jake uneasy but she could never help when she flirted. She sat down in front of him and leaned her elbows on her knees so the front of her dress hung a little lower. "Well yes they do speak many languages there but, I only speak the one my town mostly spoke." Her language was German but she decided no to tell Jake that and to say something instead to confuse him. "Sie haben schöne Augen." She winked. That meant you have very beautiful eyes but Delia didn't want to tell him that.