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Chapter four - High school dreams
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Tom's PoV
My mind was racing as her voice filled the auditorium. She sounded like an angel. Better than anyone I had ever heard before. And that was the National Anthem. God, what she could do with a real song.
I couldn't believe it. She was in high school and she sounded like this? Imagine what we could do with training and a studio. My head was racing. This is what G Major needed. Not some fake like Eden.
I watched her hit every tone perfectly and when her voice faded after the final note, she smiled, like she was grateful it was over, and walked through the side doors, out into the hallway. This was my chance. While applause covered up any extra sounds, I slipped out the back, looking for her.
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Jude's PoV
Oh. My. God.
I couldn't believe he was here. I couldn't believe I had just sang in front of a large group for the first time since the contest. I couldn't believe I might have actually enjoyed it.
No.
I can't have enjoyed it. Singing is not who I am anymore. Singing used to be everything. But the industry didn't want a singer/songwriter. They wanted some fake pop singer who wore heels and couldn't even name every member of the Beatles.
And that's obviously not me. It never has been and never will be. I care about music. I'd rather go undiscovered, then pretend to something I'm not.
Sighing with this resolution, I turned around, my face running into a muscular chest. I stumbled backwards, strong arms wrapping around me. Opening my eyes, all color draining from my face. "I…Tom…Wh-why are you here?"
He smiled that smile at me. "You mean besides to see you sing?"
I swallowed hard, realizing his arms were still around me. I took a step back, smoothing out my clothes. "I…yeah…"
"Eden's performing. I'm here as 'her people'," he said.
My eyes widened. "Eden? Eden is our 'special celebrity'!"
He shrugged. "I guess."
"This sucks," I muttered, slumping against the wall.
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Tom's PoV
I grinned at her. "You're telling me. I have to work with her." She looked up at me, a genuine smile on her face. Now, that's a sight I've never seen before.
"Why do you work with her?"
Now that was an easy question to answer: because I'm forced to. "She won that stupid contest and Georgia is a friend of mine."
"Georgia?"
"The 'G' in G Major."
"Oh…" She looked up at me, a sad look in her eyes. "It wasn't just a stupid contest, y'know…"
I thought she hated Eden. Why would she be sticking up for her? "I mean, it was a popularity contest, not a singing contest."
She looked down at her lap. "You're telling me."
"What?"
She locked eyes with me and I could see that fire in her again. "You wanna know why I hate Eden so much?"
"Because she's a fake who hates music?" Maybe that's why I hate her.
"Because she beat me."
I did a double take. "She what?"
"That contest. The 'Instant Star' contest. I was a finalist. Eden beat me." She shrugged, trying to act like . No wonder she hated singing. She lost to someone like Eden.
I have to get her to G Major. She has to sing for Georgia. Georgia will give her a chance. She has to. This girl has more talent that Eden. And a better body, if I do say so myself.
"Do you want to have lunch? With me?" Now it was her turn to double take. I smirked. Glad to know I still have that reaction when I ask a girl out.
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Jude's PoV
Did he just ask me out? Like, on a date? Do I ask? Is it as friends, or…whatever we are? Or is this real?
"I…sure…"
"You want to stay for her performance, or you okay to ditch?" He winked at me. This had to be a real date. Friend dates don't wink suggestively. At least not any I've been with.
"Let's go." I stood up and he grabbed my hand, leading me for the back doors.
Yeah, this had to be a real date.
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