I found this on my computer, something that I started writing, apparently. Should I continue to post more? And if you're wondering where 2 AM and Seed went, go look on my profile (:
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If its one thing this contest did, it gave me more confidence. Something about losing yourself, completely in the throws of the music, just makes for better songwriting I guess. It was working, I mean, I managed to make it to the finale. And I didn't care who was watching.
"You're gonna take this Mitch," Leah said. I did a silent squeal with her, my new pre-performance ritual. I hope I did, this was an opportunity of a lifetime. American Songwriter showcased real talent. And even if I didn't win, I lived in LA, record labels were lining up around the block to sign me. It was more of a dream come true than anything.
"You are, Mitch, and you're gonna blow Shane away. He's gonna feel like the biggest jackass, that's for sure," Nate said. I smiled and pulled the two of them in for another hug. I don't think I would've made it these two months without them. Especially Nate, I mean, this guy just knew how to work a guitar like not other.
I took a sip of water and checked in with the stage manager. I had two minutes left.
"This isn't about Shane, its about me. And I'm done with him. There but so many times I can be lied to before its time to move on," I said. It was true. I was tired of it, telling me he was done with her, and then getting back together.
Leah looked up from her phone with her signature 'worried' eyes. She does them so well, it cracks me up, well, when it doesn't involve me. I raised a brow in her direction.
"Apparently Toph and Shane were about to duke it out in the concession stands. He showed up. With her," she said. I cursed silently under my breath and took another swig of water. This wasn't going to mess me up. Not anymore.
Actually, it seemed to do quite the opposite, considering the song I wrote for this week.
"I don't even gotta tell you what to do," Nate grinned, knowing exactly what I was thinking. He sort of helped me write this song, not really giving any input other than whether the words sounds good or bad.
Leah made a face at the two of us, hating to be left of the songwriting loop with the two of us, but she was only kidding. I laughed and glanced at my watch one last time.
"Alright, you two get going, I've gotta head to the stage," I said, hugging them one last time.
This was it.
Its now or never.
"Ladies and Gentleman, wow, I'm not sure how anyone can follow that up. That was Cassie singing 'Was it Worth It,'" the emcee, Shania Lopez said. I looked over at Cassie who was standing off to the side with a smug look on her face. It must've gone really well, she managed to get a standing ovation.
That didn't bother me anymore.
"And now let's give it up for Mitchie Torres!"
That was my cue. From the moment I stepped into the spotlight, it was like having an outer body experience. Everyone was on their feet, cheering, holding signs. And then I saw them. She sent a smirk in my direction and that's all it took. I became aware of everything around me, and it was show time.
"Why don't you tell us a little about this one first?" Shania asked. I nodded and smiled, lowering the mic so I could speak into it.
"This one, wow, actually, I just wrote it a few nights ago. Its about a failed attempt at a relationship that's not even worth trying for anymore. It's giving up, in the best way possible, and its called, 'I Just Wanted Your Love.'" I said. We rehearsed this line countless times, and that was the cue for my band to start the opening notes of the song. No one else mattered to me after that, only the boy I was singing to.
You got time, if time is what you needed
You're not mine, I rather would believe you're fried
Rather think you're up all night
I ended that sentence with a wink and grabbed the mic to play up the stage.
You're alright, you knew me when you met me
Let's not fight, I'm just a little feisty
Maybe I would lose my mind
I don't wanna let you go away
I don't wanna let you go, boy
I made sure everyone knew who this was going to, as I pointed to him slowly, never breaking eye contact.
I just wanted your love
I just need to be loved
I just wanted your love
I don't wanna let you go away
You got steam, your wheels are a turning
Its just me, I'm crashing and I'm burning out
Shouldn't we be making out?
That got the reaction that I wanted. Claire's eyes widened as she finally caught on to what was really going on when Shane would tell her we were studying together.
You've got guts, guts is what I needed now
I don't mind, I'm starting to believe its over
Tell her I loathe her
Claire managed to get even more pissed at the implications of my remarks. She was completely unaware of what really went on between Shane and I, she just thought I had a crush on him. It went way beyond that.
And now he had to deal with her knowing and not wanting to do anything with him, and me asserting that it was over. Whatever it was.
Letting you go
Letting you go
Letting you go
Letting you go
Letting you go
Letting you go, go, go yeah
I don't wanna let you go away
I don't wanna let you go boy
I just wanted your love
To be loved
I don't wanna let you go
And with that, I finished the song. There was a hush of silence, and I didn't know if that was good are bad, but I was quickly reassured. Everyone was on their feet, chanting Mitch-ie, Mitch-ie.
I like to Tarentino my stories. So this happens somewhere in the middle, I know that much. Reviews!