My hair was flying into my face, slightly stinging my eyes, but that feeling was minimal to another, much higher feeling that was occurring in this moment. Taking a step forward, I kicked my guitar into overdrive, and grinned slightly as a loud cheer erupted from the crowd. This was it. This was what I had been waiting for. Taking the energy being oozed off the crowd, I took a deep breath, combined it with everything I had inside of me and belted out the last note of the song, the one that never failed to bring the audience to their feet screaming, chanting, and yelling as if there were no tomorrow. I held it out as long as I could, then I settled back into the music, becoming a part of it as the guitar riffs, the bass line, and the drums blended into one sound. Deciding to give the fans one last treat, I whipped out a crazy sounding guitar lead and as the rest of the band stopped, I kept it up, concentrating on hitting the right notes. I felt the theater literally tremble with the roars of the fans as I kept it up.

Finally deciding to end it, I played quieter and slower until the last note resonated in the air.

I said my thank you to the crowd as I pulled the guitar off of me and exited the stage.

5 minutes later

"My god Tegan, you slaughtered the crowd out there tonight! And when the hell did you start practicing because even Ted was impressed by that thing you pulled off in the end!" exclaimed my sister Sara as she handed me a Heineken and took a seat next to me on the couch in the dressing room.

I didn't answer, just smiled at her, opened the beer and took a long gulp. I sighed in bliss and closed my eyes as the cool liquid eased my burning throat. This show had taken a toll on me both physically and emotionally. My vocal chords felt strained and my back was pretty sore, but I felt emotionally drained. I had given it my all tonight and now all I wanted to do was sleep. So I stood up, quietly thanked Sara for the beer and started to head out of the door. But I stopped at the doorway and mentally slapped myself. What the fuck Tegan, are you not going to praise your sister; she gave almost as much as you did out there! Turning back, I looked at Sara and felt bad as she was still on the couch, looking at the bottle I had left on the table with a disappointed look on her face.

"Hey Sara," I called out to her. Her eyes shot towards me, and I smiled at her. "You did great tonight, good job sister. "

Her face lit up and she grinned at me. I returned the gesture before heading out towards our tour bus.

A/N

So my first fanfiction, what do you guys think?

Oh and by the way, I plan on making this a looooooong story, because yes there will be a lot of drama, a lot of tears but also some happy moments.

My goal is to get over 30 thousand words, and I'm pretty sure I can pull it off.