This is kind of the story before the story, but watch out – I could always make it the story before the story before the story. I'll give you time to figure that out…..

A very excited five – year old stepped out of a grey car. This was Ally Dawson – so young, so passionate. If you saw her ten years later, you'll see the difference. She was so brave, so cool, so secure.

Anyway, this happened to be a very special day for her. For today –

`` - is the day we're singing our songs, Daddy!'' said Ally, with impatience in her voice. ``Come on, hand it over!'' ``Alright, sweety. I know how excited you are about singing the Butterfly Song.'' Mr. Dawson said, handing her the pink Barbie backpack. He kneeled down to her level and softly said, ``I just want you to know that if this doesn't turn out the way you hope, you're still very special, and never give up.'' Ally nodded. ``And I just want you know, you're delusional.'' said Ally, and walked away, leaving Mr. Dawson wondering where she learnt that word.

Ally sat at her table, anxiously waiting. ``Wow, Ally. You're more excited about the songs than I thought.'', said Trish, her best friend. ``You didn't even notice that everybody's eating.'', she said, while munching on a granola bar.

``Yeah. Wait what?''. Ally looked around the room to discover everyone eating. ``I mean, guess who got a job as the hall monitor?'' Ally rolled her eyes and went up to a boy, saying, ``There's no eating in the classroom.''

``Alright kiddies, settle down. As you know, next week is our Spring Pageant, so does anyone have any songs they would like to share?''

Two hands went up.

``Really? Two people? Let's just get this over with.'' She sighed. ``How about….Tilly Thompson.''

After Tilly performed, everyone was complaining of ear pain. ``Well, that was….. Lovely, Tilly. Now Ally Dawson.''

She walked to the piano bench, took a deep breath, and sang.

I'm a little butterfly

Spread my colorful wings

Even though I'm small and frail

I can do most anything

Ally blushed as the whole class applauded for her. ``It looks like we have a winner!'' Tilly, however, was furious. ``It's not fair!'' Tilly had a crazy look in her eyes. ``Good luck singing without any lyrics!''. She crumpled up the paper and started gnawing on it. ``There's no eating in the classroom.''. Ally took the paper out of her mouth. Tilly retaliated by screaming and knocking everything off everything the teacher's desk. Ally looked at the teacher, who was watching everything from the corner, while munching on popcorn. Really? Ally thought. Just then, Tilly turned around and leaped in her direction. Just then a blonde boy pushed her out of the way, causing Tilly to land in a bunch of toys.

``Ouch! I'll get you – whoever you are! Oooh, Sunny the Bunny?''

The blonde boy helped Ally up. ``Thank you. You saved me from major facial injury."

The only problem with that sentence is, they were only five.

``What?'' he said. Ally offered her hand out and he gladly. They both smiled.

Awws echoed through the room.

``Don't you people have places to be?" Ally asked.

As Ally rode home in her dad's car, she thought of that boy. She didn't know his name, but he seemed nice. And he made a smile creep up her face.

Well that's done with. I have to go now, or I'll be in big trouble.