Are We Really Ready For This?
By: Anubus D. Wicked
Author's note: I do not own any of the characters of BMW
Chapter 1
Out in New York City, the streets were lined with cars. Various people walked these streets, heading for their own destinations. On one of the streets, a small venue was hosting a showcase. On the marquee, in big black letters, the words read: Randall Shapiro Presents: Prelude to the Tour. The venue was made to look like a small amphitheater; complete with standing room, and seating. The gang was all gathered together in the boxed seats. Everyone was there except for Eric; he was busy in the back stage. They had already seen the first two acts, one of them was destined for pop superstardom, and the other was a rock band, sure to have a loyal following. All in all, the diversity was refreshing; Randall Shapiro knew how to pick the acts. The audience was diverse, but everyone was still having a good time. Jack was seated next to Rachel; Eric ensured they had the best seats in the house. Cory sat next to his one true love, Shawn. Topanga would've have been offended, but she had Angela to sit with. This wasn't the usual arrangement but given the events that are going to take place, it was nice to have these good moments. The show was in its final intermission, so they could actually hear one another.
Jack: Man, Eric sure knows how to pick them, doesn't he?
Rachel: you mean Randall Shapiro.
Jack: Yes, Randall Shapiro.
Shawn: it's actually funny though, no one knowing what he even looks like.
Topanga: This has been a good show; I wonder who the final act is?
Cory: The lights are turning down now.
The curtain re-opened, and to everyone's surprise, it was Corinna. She had grown much more attractive, wearing only a tank top and black jeans. She still had that childlike smile; welcoming all in attendance. She had a backup band in place. She played her guitar and sang many, very beautiful songs. Cory and Shawn switched sides, so that they could hold their loves. The music was that enticing for everyone there; it put them in a place, which seemed to stroke away the problems you may face. Some of the songs were also strong; the type of song that gets you out of your seat, making you dance uncontrollably. She was on for a full hour; the band stopped playing, and walked towards the backstage and she grabbed the microphone.
Corinna: Thank you all for coming out tonight!
The Audience cheered wildly they had, truly, had fun.
Corinna: Before the night is over, I wanna thank Randall Shapiro; for believing in all the people you've seen tonight, and giving us a world tour! I hope that the rest of the world enjoys us, like you have!
The audience was still cheering wildly.
Corinna: Now I would like to bring out an old friend. He wrote a song he wants me to sing. Come out here Eric.
The audience was cheering as Eric took the stage; he gave Corinna a hug, and then put on the acoustic guitar. He sat down on the stool while she took the microphone. Eric started strumming the guitar; it was a smooth and minor chord. The way he played brought everyone to silence.
Corinna: Long time gone, all unknown/ time had passed us by. Looking through the hourglass, I see/ all I was supposed to know. I shouldn't have left you alone, oh no oh nooooo/ I should've said something sooner. Instead I ran out on you/ I come back hoping. Hoping that nothing's changed. (Long strumming) Then I see it in your eyes/ how you feel how I know. It took me by surprise/ all I feel, how we've grown. I shouldn't have left you like this oh noooo/ but now I see it in your eyes. I came back for you/ wondering if you'd accept me. I hold all my hope/ believing you can't forget me. I know I hurt you immensely/ can you find it in your heart to forgive me? I'm begging please. (Long Strum) And then I see it in your eyes/ how you feel how I've grown. It took me by surprise/ all I feel how you've known. I shouldn't have left you right there ohh noooooo! (Strumming harder and then a complete slowing) (Corinna breathing hard and breaking in the last words) And I now I see it in your eyes/ and I'm glad you forgive, Meeeeeee!
The audience cheered aloud, some had tears in their eyes. The gang all sat there speechless; surprised that Eric had written that. He walked towards the backstage.
Corinna: Can we have another hand for Eric, ladies and gentlemen?
The audience screamed their lungs out.
Corinna: Thank you all for coming out tonight!
Everyone filed out, towards the exits. The rest of them went out the other exit, towards the alleyway. While they were outside, no one said a word. They were still amazed at the show they'd just witnessed. After a few minutes Eric finally came out. They all greeted him with open arms.
Jack: Well I'm going to a club now, anyone else wanna go?
Rachel grabbed Eric and kissed him hard.
Eric: I think she wants to call it a night. So did you like the song honey?
She kissed him again stroking his neck.
Shawn: My sentiments exactly, Angela?
Angela (whispering in his ear): Yeah.
Topanga: I'm hungry, Cory.
Cory: Okay baby, where you wanna go?
Topanga looked into Cory's eyes. He knew that look. Yeah she wanted food, but that's not what she was hungry for.
Cory: So see you guys in the morning?
Everyone headed to their cars, Jack wanted to go home to change into his late-night clothing. The rest of them were heading home. That song Eric played filled the cars with an intensity that needed to be fed. They all headed in the direction of that loft. To fix their problem, and get ready for their trip.
Contains lyrics for "I Can See It in Your Eyes" by Anubus D. Wicked