I don't own Bridge to Terabithia
I also don't own any of the songs in this story or the album Speak Now
Long Live the Queen of Terabithia
Jess watched as his daughter slipped her new Cd into their tape player. She had been listening to Taylor Swift's new album almost all the time and he still hadn't heard all the songs because she was always playing her favorites. He swore that if he heard Story of Us one more time he would crack the disc.
He had found his wife singing Haunted one day when she was cooking Apple Pie. He loved his wife, she had always understood what he had gone through with Leslie's death and had helped him out of the pit of grief. She never bugged him about her. She had always understood that she would never be his one true love and yet she put up with him.
The first strands of a sing that Jess had never heard before drifted out of the speakers.
I still remember this moment
In the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands
The crowds in stands went wild
We were the kings and the queens
And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same
A memory flowed into Jess' head. He could see him and Leslie spinning around Terabithia to the beat of the fairy's music.
You held your head like a hero
On a history book page
It was the end of a decade
But the start of an age
Another trap door sprung open and he could see himself standing next to Leslie rescuing Terabithia.
Long live the walls we crashed through
While the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming, long live all the magic we made
And bring on all the pretenders, one day we will be remembered
The king and queen entering their magical land by crossing over the magic bridge.
I said, remember this feeling
I passed the pictures around
Of all the years that we stood there on the sidelines
Wishing for right now
The boy who was always second best at running and the girl who never had a friend to share he imagination with.
We are the kings and the queens
You traded your baseball cap for a crown
When they gave us our trophies
And we held them up for our town
All those times they had stood in front of their people.
And the cynics were outraged
Screaming, this is absurd
'Cause for a moment a band of thieves
In ripped-up jeans got to rule the world
Long live the walls we crashed through
While the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming, long live all the magic we made
And bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid
When they had battled the evil forces that treated their kingdom side by side.
Long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, long live the look on your face
And bring on all the pretenders, one day we will be remembered
The beautiful young queen who had brought the kingdom to life and the king who she had brought along with her. Who she had helped to believe.
Hold on to spinning around
Confetti falls to the ground
May these memories break or fall
Leslie and I, the queen and king, spinning on the forest floor of our beautiful land until we were dizzy and fell onto the oft pine-needles.
And you take a moment
Promise me this
That you'll stand by me forever
But if God forbid fate should step in
Coming home that fateful day to hear the news. My best friends and love and drowned.
And force us into a goodbye
If you have children someday
When they point to the pictures
Please tell them my name
Tell them how the crowds went wild
Tell them how I hope they shine
She would have love Leslie and Jack. My daughter was just like he namesake and I felt that if I ever could find enough courage to take her she would be able to revive Terabithia.
Long live the walls we crashed through
I had the time of my life with you
Long, long live the walls we crashed through
All the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
And I was screaming, long live all the magic we made
And bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid
Singing, long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
And long, long live the look on your face
And bring on all the pretenders, one day we will be remembered
"Dad why are you crying," his son asked."
"And Dad, who is that girl in the painting," asked Leslie.
Jess glanced up and the painting she was referring to . It was him and Leslie, dressed in their formal outfits form Terabithia. They looked like medieval them lay Terabithia and all of its people.
He smiled sadly and pulled his children onto his lap to tell them the story.
I love this song and I though it would go perfectly match Jess and Leslie. Even though I don't write song fics I though this might be a cool one to write.