Type Three: the Cure
Chapter 4
"Uh…um…I…umms…" I stutter as I stare ahead of me with widened eyes and a gaping mouth.
"Kris, say something other than 'Um,'" Brandy sighs as she watches me with concern. I open my mouth to speak, but only a squeak comes out. She smacks her forehead and hands me the microphone.
"T-that's a lot of p-people," I stammer as I look at her with a gulp. "Do I really have to sing in front of all of these people?"
"Uh…lemme think…YES!" Brandy turns to me and folds her arms in determination.
"No, no, no…uh-uh! I am not going up there, you hear me? I am not…" I trail off when I see her face. "You're going to make me perform, aren't you?" Brandy smirks and nods with an encouraging push to the stairs. I sigh and stare down at the microphone in my hands. I suddenly hear my vice principal come over the microphone and start to introduce me. I take several deep breaths to calm down and put the guitar strap over my shoulder, patting my guitar for good luck before walking up the stairs and standing completely still. I hear many people chanting my name, including the girls from choir class, and smile to myself.
"Just imagine that you're singing to Joe Jonas," Brandy persuades me from behind. I flash a wide grin at her and nod eagerly, butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I exhale as Vice Principal Monet announces my name and lets my peers yell and shout my name. I walk onto the stage and bring my mic to its stand. I smile over at my group of friends and where Brandy is now sitting. She gives me thumbs up and shouts my name with everyone else.
"Hey, everyone. It's me," I introduce as I plug in my guitar to its amp. I let everyone scream again before continuing. "I just want to thank all of you guys here for all of your support and donations to my cause. Thanks for letting me get where I am today because, without you, I would not be on this stage." I look around at the crowd and close my eyes for a moment before opening them again and seeing my brother beaming at me. I return his smile and step up to the microphone again.
"This first song is dedicated to my biggest music inspiration. If it hadn't been for these three boys, I would be sitting at home doing absolutely nothing. They helped me get off my lazy behind and finish my music. Here's my song, "Wandering," for the Jonas Brothers."
California was built on dreams
And that's where I'm going
To make mine more than they seem
No one believes me when I say goodbye
My flight is about to take off now
You're the only one to let me fly
I play a short interlude between the verse and chorus, and I look around at the audience again. Suddenly, my sight catches on someone with crazy emo hair and the sweetest smile anyone can ever have. He is bobbing his head to the music and the two other boys next to him were playing air instruments. I stare in shock at them and keep singing the song through my shock. Joe finally looks up and sees me, and he stops what he's doing. I smile and shake my head as I change from E minor to a C. He smacks Nick and Kevin on the arms, and they both freeze and wiggle their fingers at me. I struggle with trying not to laugh and instead focus on singing my song for them. When I finish my song, everyone in the audience stands and claps loudly for me. I smile, wave, and plug in my acoustic guitar to the amplifier. I walk over to the microphone and take a deep breath before starting one of my slower songs.
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"Ow!" Joe yelped as I whack him on the arm. The Jonas Brothers stand around with Brandy and me backstage, and Nick is talking to my younger brother…again. They both turn and walk away towards our parents. "That really hurt!" Joe continues with a wince.
"That's what you get for surprising me and making me laugh in the middle of my song," I say with a mock glare. Brandy laughs and walks off with Kevin, leaving me alone with Joseph. We both find something interesting in the floor and stay silent for a moment.
"Do you…"
"Why do…" We both laugh, and he beckons for me to continue. "Why do you three always pop up when I'm thinking of you?" He looks down, starting to blush.
"You always think of us?" he asks. I smile and glance at Kevin and Brandy.
"Well…" I glimpse at him, and I see that he is smirking. "Uh...Whenever I am singing or writing music, I just think, 'what would the Jonas Brothers do? What would Joe write if he were me?'" I admit, staring at him. He stares back with a serious face, and we just stand there gazing at each other until someone clears their throat next to us. We both look away quickly. I bite my lip, ignoring the heat rushing up my neck.
"OWWWW!!" we both whirl around at the sound of a pained scream. Kevin is holding his arm, and Brandy runs up to him. Joe and I follow quickly.
"What happened? Are you okay?" we all ask him.
"Somebody just attacked me and ran me into the wall! Then, when they saw Big Rob coming, they ran off! It was some guy!" Kevin says as he winces and holds his arm. I glance at Joe, who looks back at me with worry in his eyes.
"I couldn't catch up to him. He's too fast," Big Rob pants as he walks up to us and bends over to inhale sharply. I bite my lip with a thoughtful frown. Who would want to hurt the Jonas Brothers?
"Hey, I found this on the ground just now by the wall," Nick says as he looks down at a piece of paper in his hand. "It's…oh…" We all rush over and lean over his arms and shoulders to look at his hands. I see the message and start to shake, my nightmares coming to life in two words.
KILL KRISTEN!!